"..." The two little maids looked at each other in horror, frightened by Yue Qiyun's unsightly appearance.

They don’t understand that not the women in other families live like this? Why do their ladies be so rebellious?

"That kind of feeling of giving is equivalent to food for me!" Yue Qiyun paced back and forth in the big tent in annoyed manner. "I still don't understand. In your heart, Yue Qiyun left his Yuanlie and left this wild Yanbei grassland, and couldn't live, right?"

Roland stared at Yue Qiyun walking around, his face full of ignorance.

Gladiolus lowered his head slightly, his eyes following the shadows thrown on the ground by his ladies, biting his lips slightly.

"Although I don't understand the lady's mind, I must follow wherever the lady is going!" Jianlan was silent for a while before she said quietly.

"So too! No matter what the lady has plans, I will follow the lady to the death!"

Yue Qiyun held his forehead, but after all, it turned into the ending of two little maids showing their loyalty?

"When it comes to planning, we really have some things to study at the moment!" Yue Qiyun put the sleeping little mastiff on the bed, pulled her embroidered shoes and ran to the row of large cabinets of Jiaozhihuangdao, opened the cabinet doors one by one, and searched inside.

"Miss, stop whining, what are you looking for to tell me, right?" Roland looked at the soft and soft jewelry that had been thrown all over the floor by her, and hurriedly asked Gladiola to pick it up with her.

"I remember before getting married, my mother gave me a small box..." Yue Qiyun's whole body almost pierced into the cabinet.

"It's so terrible" several more tips rolled all over the floor, and Roland's face turned pale with anxiousness. These were the dowry given to the lady by the Duke's wife, so there should be no mistakes.

"I remember that box, I will take it out for you, you..." Roland didn't care about his superiority and hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Yue Qiyun out of the cabinet, for fear that she would ruin the exquisite and gorgeous jewelry.

Yue Qiyun leaned against the head of the bed with satisfaction, watching the two little maids packing the silk and satin on the ground, and carefully putting the precious gold and silver jewelry back to their original place.

Look, these two girls are just idle, so they can find something for them and immediately stop thinking about what they have.

"Miss, look, is this the box you mentioned?" Just as he was proud, Roland walked over with a wooden box of half a meter square, half a meter square, and a mother-of-pearl embedded in red sandalwood.

Yue Qiyun took it, gently lifted the lid, revealing the stack of silver notes inside.

I flipped through a few pictures casually. Although I knew that my mother had given her a lot of money, I was also shocked by this huge amount of property: Did the Duke of Zhenguo dowry the Duke of Guo’s mansion to her daughter?

The denominations of silver notes ranged from 10,000 taels to 50 taels, of which there were more than 40,000 taels, more than 100 taels, and the most were 100 taels and fifty taels, and the most were 100 taels and fifty taels, which could not be counted at all. She roughly calculated based on the maximum denomination, and there were actually one million taels.

Duke Zhenguo established his family with his military achievements and opened up territory for the sake of the emperors of Liang State. The family of men and women who have been passed down for a hundred years naturally have a considerable foundation, but he was willing to give so much money to his daughter at once.

"No wonder my wife didn't give you much gold, silver and fineness. It turned out that she secretly subsidized her so much money!" Glenn was also stunned. After a while, she said, "I thought the wife gave you too little dowry, but now it seems that there are too many!"

"Mom has actually thought about it for me." Yue Qiyun fastened the box and gently pressed the flower and bird patterns on it, and sighed: "I married far away to this bitter and cold place. Instead of bringing a lot of bad luck, it is better to bring more silver. If I slap with Yuanlie, those cumbersome jewelry and furniture will only be cheaper than the grassland barbarians, but the silver bill is hidden on my body and is really my own."

The two maids were both dumbfounded. It seemed that the lady who was the Duke of the Kingdom and had already figured out a way out for the lady in the morning.

"Well, let's listen to the lady!" Glenn said relievedly: "I won't mention that barbarian is sweating anymore. You can do whatever you like. Anyway, we'll follow you!"

After convinced the two maids, Yue Qiyun held the red sandalwood box like a wealthy slave, and dreamed of dawn all night.

When the sun rose again, Yuan Lie's army was already packed up and ready to go.

"Warriors of the Flame Clan! Do you still remember the hatred of our clan twenty years ago?" Yuan Lie sat upright on the pitch-black horse, roaring like a bell: "Twenty years ago, the Karen tribe united the damn Wuchi people and ran to our Hulun grassland to burn, kill and loot. In order to protect the old and weak tribe, the Khan of Yuan Long was shot to death by the Karen people's cold arrows! Our fathers were almost slaughtered by the Wuchi people! Can you forget this deep blood hatred?"

"Don't forget, never forget, never forget!"

"Blood debt and blood repayment!"

"Avenge our parents!"

The hatred twenty years ago has been engraved in the bones and blood of every member of the Flame tribe. Yuan Lie ignited the anger of the Flame soldiers in his sect. They held up the long sword in their hands and roared angryly!

"Now, it's time for us to settle the score with our enemies!" Yuan Lie raised his voice, and Hongliang seemed to burst out of thin air. "Flame men, pick up our swords and guns, and use the blood of the enemy to pay tribute to our dead relatives!"

"Kill Wu Chigou and avenge the old Khan!"

"Take revenge, take revenge!"

The roars that were higher and higher quickly suppressed Yuan Lie's voice. The passion of each Fiery soldier was boiling because of the hatred that penetrated into his bones.

On the vast grassland, it was filled with deep hatred and the neighing sounds of people shouting and horses.

"The Khan is mighty!"

"The Warriors of the Flame Clan, win!"

"Let the thieves from Wu Chi Kingdom see the power of our Yan Kingdom's long sword!"

"The Khan will win! The Flame Clan will win!"

Mo Zheng, dressed in military uniform, rode on the horse, obsessed with the iron-blooded man in the sun, and was fascinated by his extraordinary heroic posture.

"Look, Miss Mo is going to go on a battle with the Khan!" In the crowd, someone in the crowd shouted excitedly when he saw the heroic and heroic Mo Zheng.

"Miss Mo Zheng is wearing armor!" The women waved to Mo Zheng, who dared to go to the battlefield, and let go of their throats and screamed.

At this time, no matter who appears in the soldiers' team, they are all heroes of the Flame Clan in the eyes of the tribe.

"Although I am the princess of the Naiman tribe, for the sake of the Khan and the Hulun Grassland, I am willing to throw this blood into revenge for the old Khan who died!" Mo Zheng held up a delicate long sword and said proudly.

"Miss Mo is so good!"

"Miss Mo is so brave!"

"Miss Mo is not as good as a man!"

Mo Zheng's timely words pleased all the members of the Flame tribe, and people's worship of the heroes who were about to go to the battlefield to a higher level.
Chapter completed!