"I, I..." The more Amur shivered, the more he spoke, the more he was. His hands were so trembling that he almost threw out the tray in his hand.

Yue Qiyun held back her laughter, pointed to a short cock at the door and said, "Put it there, go down!"

As if he heard the amnesty, Amur put down his things in his hand tremblingly, and quickly bowed to Yue Qiyun, and slipped out with garlic on his feet.

"I'll accept the gift. Is there anything wrong with Concubine Mo?" Yue Qiyun was too lazy to talk to Mo Zheng and asked impatiently.

"No...I...I...I..." Mo Zheng quietly pulled Yuan Lie's sleeve like a frightened little rabbit, and pressed himself tightly against Yuan Lie's arm and made a few trembling sounds.

"Qiyun, Zheng'er kindly comes to see you. You don't need to scare her like this?" Yuan Lie felt the people around him shaking into sieve and sighed.

"Which eye can see me scare her, and which ear can hear harsh words to her? What does it have to do with her if she is willing to tremble? Maybe Concubine Mo is dressed less and is a little cold?" Yue Qiyun put a middle finger in her heart and said with a chuckling.

This was the first time Yue Qiyun talked to Yuan Lie so calmly, which made him feel very happy, and his attitude towards Mo Zheng improved a lot.

"Zheng'er, if it's cold, go back quickly. I didn't pay attention if the concubine didn't say it. You're wearing too little clothes on such a cold day!"

Mo Zheng was almost so angry that she was so angry that she had to look back! She had tried her best to show her weak Liu Fufeng's figure, so she would be able to show how wronged she was in front of Yuan Lie. But how did the current situation develop like this?

——She is cold? How could she be a strong woman who has lived in the Yanbei grassland since childhood, so why would she be afraid of the cold?

Mo Zheng bit his petal-like lips with tears in his eyes, then bit his lips again, and suddenly let out a grievance, but he rushed out of Yuan Lie and knelt in front of Yue Qiyun with a "thump".

"Zheng'er originally had a kind intention to come to visit the concubine today, but she didn't expect to be punished like this!" She raised her head and completely showed a pretty face with ten handprints in front of Yuan Lie. Her tearful eyes glanced at Yue Qiyun in shock and fear, looking very sad.

"All of the women of Khan, I am just not as good as the concubine. Why do you have to target the concubine everywhere?" Mo Zheng's eyes flashed slightly, and she confirmed that the vicious old lady was not in the tent. She then strengthened her courage and cried aggrievedly: "I am the princess of the Naiman royal court... You and I are both princesses, but I really admire Khan and are willing to be a concubine. Why did you humiliate me again and again?"

In the end, Mo Zheng stopped calling herself a "concubine" and quietly straightened her body.

"Since the concubine arrived at our royal court, Zheng'er was happy from the bottom of her heart... The concubine was smart and decisive, being with Dahan was really a blessing for our grassland. However, my sister's mind was a bit too narrow-minded. It would be fine if you didn't swear to Zheng'er. She had executed Sister Mo'er in public. If this continues, the name of the concubine's shrewd wife would be spread throughout the grassland... As the saying goes, the concubine should listen to her sister's words, so you should restrain yourself... okay?"

"Zheng'er!" Yuan Lie heard Mo Zheng mention Su Mo'er and shouted loudly, "The Su brothers and sisters colluded to harm the people of our tribe, and instructed their slaves to harm Ben Khan's son. Their crimes are unforgivable!"

"It was Zheng'er who was angry for a moment and said the wrong thing!" Mo Zheng hurriedly sobbed and changed her words. Then she turned to Yue Qiyun's direction, trembling lips as if she was plucking up courage:

"Da Khan is young and brave, and he is a divine existence in our women's hearts. If you admire him, I admire him too. We sisters cannot imitate Ehuang Nuying, serve Da Khan, watch him open up his territory, and accompany him to achieve great achievements..."

There was a warm light in her eyes, and there was an irresistible yearning in her tears. The expression seemed to Yuan Lie had unified Yanbei and transformed from a small tribal leader into a Tian Khan on the grassland.

"You and my sisters are united in assisting Brother Lie. Isn't this another beautiful story?" Mo Zheng was crying, but the last sentence was as follows Yuan Lie said.

Yuan Lie's heart, which was originally a little bored, was suddenly moved by Mo Zheng's affectionate confession. I have to say that Mo Zheng is also well aware of Yuan Lie's ambitions, and every word she said goes to Yuan Lie's heart.

Yue Qiyun looked at the woman in front of her who was singing and performing good at both singing and fighting, but she couldn't help but hold her forehead. She regretted it. She really shouldn't have dominated Mama Zhao just now just now in order to leave some face for Yuan Lie. Now, she was really helpless in the face of this little white flower who was crying so hard that she was covered in rain.

Yue Qiyun's silence made Mo Zheng more confident. Her soft eyes looked at Yuan Lie, and her eyes were filled with deep affection.

"Zheng'er..." Yuan Lie began to get entangled again. On the one hand, he was a pure woman who saved his life and had a deep affection for him. On the other hand, he had already given birth to children for him and was also his favorite woman. His heart, which was originally leaning towards Yue Qiyun, turned a little toward Mo Zheng without realizing it.

Climbed between these two people, even if he was a prairie Khan who was on the battlefield, he didn't know what to do.

"Sweat, these words have been buried deep in my heart, but today I can't vomit it anymore!" Mo Zheng walked a few steps on her knees, and a pair of soft wisps climbed onto Yuan Lie's legs. Tears fell onto the carpet in a string, as if they were tears of mermaids. They rolled like pearls before they scattered into the patterns of the carpet.

She shed tears while telling her stories, and she was really crying. Coupled with her tender look, she really made the listener cry and the listener moved.

Mo Zheng's words were really like holding a gun and a stick, which directly forced Yue Qiyun to the point where she had to face her.

This is not a little white flower, this is simply a hob flesh! Such a beautiful woman, such a delicate heart, but also so shameless!

Yue Qiyun shook her head slightly and looked at Yuan Lie who was frowning again with a sarcastic look. Men, whenever they encounter such a situation of competing for favor with wives and concubines, they will show off a righteous face. In fact, they are already feeling good, right?

However, she is not the heroine of bitter love. She is Yue Qiyun, and she will never waste her spit on Yuan Lie for the sake of Yuan Lie.

"Mo Zheng, tell me, how many years can a person live in his life?" Yue Qiyun rubbed his forehead and asked inexplicably.
Chapter completed!