"Although I'm a little suspicious, Miss Mo is your sweetheart after all. If there was not enough evidence, I wouldn't dare to mention this to you." Yuan Hai said with a self-deprecating smile.

At the beginning, in Yuanhai's heart, Mo Zheng was the real hostess of their Flame King Court, and Yue Qiyun was just a passerby in this royal court. The one who finally settled into the position of the great concubine must be the kind and beautiful little princess of the Naiman tribe.

"Evidence?" Yuan Lie carefully looked at the crooked handwriting on the note, knowing that it was due to the hand of a person who didn't write much, or to be precise, it should be the hand of a servant.

"Earlier the day before yesterday, Miss Mo's close maid said that the jewelry in the concubine's room was not in line with the regulations. She issued a list of items needed. I compared the handwriting of the two pieces of paper and found that it was from the same person. Then I finally confirmed that the person who informed me was Amur." Yuan Hai took out another piece of paper from his arms, and some words were also written on it.

The graffiti-like font, a discerning person can tell at a glance that it was written by one person.

"Have Miss Mo bought all the things she needs?" Yuan Lie did not intend to pursue the matter. Instead, he picked up the order full of various furniture and jewelry and asked with his head down.

"It has been sent to her yurt." Yuan Hai was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly and responded.

"Don't check this matter again." Yuan Lie put the note of the rumor into his arms, and returned the demand order, and said with a calm face.

"But she is about to become your concubine, if she has two hearts..." Yuan Hai couldn't help but remind.

"It is a fait accompli for her to bring her into the royal court and it cannot be changed. Besides, she is a Naiman, so it is understandable to do this." Yuan Lie lowered his eyes, and there was no emotion on his face.

"Yes!" Yuan Hai nodded hesitantly and said yes.

"Let's leave if you have nothing to do, you'll have to work hard tomorrow." After looking at his cousin indifferently, Yuan Lie began to issue an order to expel guests.

"It would be better for the Khan to persuade the concubine back as soon as possible. After all, most of the tribesmen live with the concubine. Tomorrow, our royal court is so neglected, it is really a bit unresponsive..." Yuan Hai wanted to persuade Yuan Lie again, but was interrupted by the other party's wave.

"You don't have to worry about this. Just do tomorrow's errands. Go, I'm tired." Yuan Lie waved impatiently, as if he was very reluctant to hear the love of Yue Qiyun by his clan members.

"Yes." Yuan Hai once again looked at the lonely tribe Khan King, his lips moved, but in the end he turned around and walked out of the tent without saying a word.

Yuan Lie stood up and slowly paced in the spacious tent. The candlelight projected his lonely figure on the wall of the tent and swayed.

"Swish!" After a long time, Yuan Lie smiled at his lonely shadow on the wall.

I thought he would be very happy to be a concubine. Although he could not formally marry her, he would have hoped to be with her for a long time.

However, when things came to an end, he did not feel excited, but instead felt uneasy of losing some important treasure. This uneasiness actually made him not care whether Mo Zheng posed a threat to his royal court, nor did he care about what kind of mentality Mo Zheng would be in the title of concubine tomorrow.

Since returning to the royal court, he has been secretly looking forward to Yue Qiyun's return all the time, but this expectation is always shattered by Yue Qiyun's unceremonious rejection.

According to his own heart, Yuan Lie really wanted to rush to the small valley and tie the stubborn woman back to the royal court. However, whenever he took a step, Yue Qiyun's pair of phoenix eyes full of deep hatred would always flash in front of him.

——She hated herself so much! Yuan Lie sighed dejectedly.

With such anxiety and loss, Yuan Lie simply moved into the tent where she had lived. He always felt that one day, Yue Qiyun would not be able to withstand the hardships of the valley station and would eventually return here.

He is the general who is determined on the battlefield, and he is the Khan King who is the only one on the grassland. However, when facing Yue Qiyun, he is a complete coward. He dare not face her, nor his own heart.

On the night of the grassland, some people can't sleep all night, while others can sleep well all night.

"Roland, I really want to eat milk tofu today!" Yue Qiyun licked her pink lips after drinking a large bowl of chicken noodle soup and ate another butter cake. She looked at her maid with grievance, looking like she was not full.

"Consort, you have eaten all the time today, so don't eat it anymore!" Roland was a little amused by Yue Qiyun's good appetite. Once upon a time, she and Gladiola tried hard to get Yue Qiyun to have more food. But since she was pregnant for half a year, her appetite has become abnormal. The food that she said she would not eat anything has now become delicious.

"But, I'm still not full!" Yue Qiyun lowered her head aggrievedly, touched her raised belly, then raised her head and gave Roland a bright smile, which made the little maid dizzy.

"Or why don't you get me some yogurt? That thing helps digestion and nutrition, and eating it is good for the child's development." Yue Qiyun held Roland's hand, shaking while smiling.

In order to eat in one bite, she did not have the decisiveness on the battlefield, and she became the most rogue child.

"Okay, okay!" Roland was so entangled that he had to surrender, and ran out of the big tent and went to find Sarina.

"Uh!" Yue Qiyun burped and patted her stomach with a smile: "You little foodie, it's all because of you, my mother has become a pig!"

"A man is married to a bride today, are you still in the mood to eat?" Shunfeng poked a mouse's head out from under Ulan's belly, and looked at Yue Qiyun with his real stingy eyes, a little confused about his master.

"It's his business for who he loves to marry, and how much I eat is mine!" Yue Qiyun picked up a piece of date cake on the table, threw it into her mouth and chewed it while saying with a smile.

"Huh? Don't females all like to be jealous?" Shunfeng pulled the mouse's ears, thinking about his group of wives and concubines, and didn't understand why Yue Qiyun's heart was so big?

"How did Zhaoyue live last night?" Yue Qiyun was not interested in Yuanlie's bride at all, but was more concerned about Zhaoyue, the white horse she sent out.

"What..." Shunfeng laughed and curled his mouse eyes, stroked the mouse's beard with his claws and said with a smile: "It can only be described in two words, that is: 'frustrating'--!"

"Puchi--!" Listening to Shunfeng telling Zhaoyue's situation seriously, Ulan couldn't help laughing. It couldn't imagine the grievance that Zhaoyue pinched her nose and let Mo Zheng ride on her body.

"Apart from the master, that arrogant little guy has never been riding any human before!" Ulan blinked and smiled, "Oh, no, except for the man in black who was half-dead by it. I am really looking forward to it. I really want to see what the end of the woman riding on it will soon!"
Chapter completed!