"Yue Qiyun!" Su Mo'er gritted her teeth and pronounced the name. She suddenly remembered that before the woman got married, although she was not Yuan Lie's favorite woman, she was also respected by Yuan Lie and had a high prestige among the clan members.

Since the woman became the grand concubine of the tribe, their Su family has declined little by little without realizing it until they were finally driven out of the tribe royal court.

In front of me, Yue Qiyun's rich dowry passes by, those exquisite, expensive, rare treasures in the world, the exquisite jewelry that she never dreams of, and the various gems that she can't let go of...

However, everything ended up being empty. The baby that never belonged to her was ruthlessly snatched back!

Although the jewel was taken away, what made her most embarrassing was that Yuan Lie's pitiful love for him was gradually worn out with Yue Qiyun's arrival!

If Yue Qiyun completely disappears from this world, will the jewelry be back in his hands? The most important thing is, will the little pity that Dahan once gave him come back?

Looking at Su Mo'er's changing expression, a trace of contempt flashed quickly in Mo Zheng's eyes. She covered her cheeks with her sleeves and sobbed sadly. "We are all miserable women... Dahan was originally so good to us... But since the concubine arrived, everything has changed! My sister originally had a deep relationship with Dahan's childhood sweetheart, and I... I never thought of going past my sister..."

I have to say that Mo Zheng is a woman who is very good at crying. She can sobb and speak her heartfelt words so sadly and movingly. She seems to be a special trained actor, who sings and sighs, and dresses up her heart as the most bitter woman.

"Okay, okay, sister Zheng'er, stop crying!" Mo Zheng's singing and beating made Su Moer forget her original intention of breaking into the place. Instead, she sat down next to Mo Zheng, holding her shaking shoulder with one hand, and wiping her tears with a veil in the other hand.

"Sister Moer, I'm so unfair!" Mo Zheng beat the snake and followed the stick, buried her head in Su Moer's shoulder and cried.

She was crying while controlling her emotions. She would never use crying loudly to attract the other party’s dislike, but just used the weakest grievance to win the other party’s sympathy.

"We were the best sisters, but we were all designed by the concubine to lose the favor of the Khan. How can we live our lives in the future? Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

"Don't worry, sister, we sisters will never let a woman in Liang do something!" Su Moer said angrily: "Let her be proud for a few days, and wait until the little bastard is born..."

Su Mo'er suddenly stopped and looked alertly at the servants standing in the yurt. Mo Zheng blinked at Amur with a clue. Amur immediately pulled everyone out and carefully closed the door before he walked out of the yurt.

"Sister, don't cry, there is something that my sister has already arranged..." Su Mo'er let her voice down very low, put her mouth on Mo Zheng's ears, and whispered with a voice they could only hear.

"Um?" After hearing Su Mo'er's words, Mo Zheng covered her mouth with her little hands, her pair of watery eyes that were crying red in fear, and she stared at Su Mo'er with a proud face like a little rabbit.

"Shhhh!" Su Mo'er stretched out a finger and put it beside her mouth, and whispered: "Don't tell me about this. When the matter is done, I will definitely bombard the woman out of the royal court!"

"I'll listen to my sister." Mo Zheng nodded softly and said respectfully with his head down, but he held his hands tightly together.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and in a blink of an eye, winter completely leaves the Yanbei grassland.

When a layer of furry green emerged from the ground, the wild horses trapped in the Kron Desert finally rushed out and began to run happily on the vast grassland.

In the Kron Court, Si Kunlun's face turned red when he drank, and his pair of circular eyes were a little confused by the wine.

"Shan, please drink less!" A middle-aged man stood beside him and whispered.

"Hey!" Si Kunlun patted his thigh and said angrily: "Two thousand long swords, only two hundred stones of food were exchanged! Those damn merchants from Wu Chi Kingdom were like robbers, why didn't they rob them!"

However, even at such a price, Kunlun could only accept it with his nose! Who made their Karen tribe almost reach the point of eating!

"It's only 200 stones of food, but there's still so long before autumn! Almost all of our cattle and sheep starve to death. Even in autumn, we don't have cattle and sheep for food!" Si Kunlun poured another sip of wine and picked up the long knife on the table.

With a "clang" sound, the sharp blade was unsheathed, and Si Kunlun's eyes, which were infected by the alcohol, were squinted by the cold light on the blade.

"I can't say that we really have to go to the Lieyan tribe to fight!" The soldiers of the tribe had food, so they should have the strength to cross the Lieyan Mountain to rob, right?

——Si Kunlun thought so.

Although the life-saving food was arrived in time this time, the other party took advantage of their disaster in the Karen Grassland and made a big fuss.

Such an unfair deal made Si Kunlun even more hatred for the Fiery Clan who was standing by on the sidelines of the mountain. Thinking of the endless hatred between the two clans, he took another sip of wine.

"Khan, although our soldiers have food rations, where can the war horses have the strength to climb over the Flaming Mountain?" The one who was accompanying Si Kunlun was the most brave Thousand households of the Karen tribe. Now he is the only one who dares to enter the tent and approach the irritable old Khan King.

"Helian, you coward, are you afraid of Yuan Lie?" Si Kunlun was squirting alcohol in his mouth, and his broom eyebrows were raised high, which was a sign before he got angry.

"If the Khan insists on fighting with the Flames, Chen Helianqi will never say anything!" Even though he was so hungry that he was exhausted, Helianqi hated others the most and said that he was cowardly. He suddenly straightened his waist and said ruthlessly: "Before leading troops to fight, I must first settle my mother at home. If I don't come back, I'll ask the Khan to treat my Helian family well, because I sacrificed my life for the tribe!"

Speaking of this, the man, who was seven feet tall, couldn't help but feel sad. When he thought of his old mother and young son at home, his eyes were actually a little hot.

"Hey!" After hearing Helian Qi's words, Si Kunlun couldn't help but slapped his thighs in anger, and his black face turned even more purple and red. "You want to piss down your sweat off before you even went to the battlefield. Are you trying to piss down your sweat to death, ah?"
Chapter completed!