The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

So, she appeared in Jiang Fan's tent, and now she just wanted to give herself to Jiang Fan.

Hearing this, Jiang Fan looked at Dora Yue'er deeply. He actually had no intention of rejecting this woman who dared to love and hate, and was free and straightforward.

Not to mention, Jiang Fan was still considering how to subdue this woman so that he could escape from Beimeng unscathed and keep Beimeng firmly under his control.

In fact, making Dora Yue'er your woman is the best choice.

Jiang Fan had also thought so, but he did not want to use despicable means to get Dora Yue'er.

However, since the other party has come to his door, he certainly won't be polite.

But he still looked at Dora Yue'er deeply, smiled faintly and said, "Are you really sure you want to do this?"

Hearing this, Duo La Yue Er rolled her eyes at Jiang Fan, feeling embarrassed and annoyed. She said angrily, "Are you afraid? Or are you useless?"

She finally mustered up the courage, but Jiang Fan was not moved at all. She was so angry that she wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

"It's useless! Then I'll let you see it!" Upon hearing this, Jiang Fan turned over and took Dora Yue'er into his arms.

The hibiscus tent is warm, the spring breeze is like rain. The symphony of life is ringing in the tent.

In the tents on the left and right sides, Zhong Ling and Bei Meng National Master were not asleep. They listened to the sounds coming from Jiang Fan's tent with complicated expressions.

Zhong Ling's face was even more red with shame, and she bit her pretty lips lightly, with a look of confusion, helplessness, and sigh in her eyes.

She knew what was happening in Jiang Fan's tent, and her heart felt a little bitter at this moment. Tears flowed unconsciously from the corners of her eyes.

On the side of the Northern Mongolian State Master, a blush appeared on her delicate face, and she sat cross-legged. She seemed to have entered a state of meditation, and all external objects had no effect on her.

I don’t know how long it took, but the noise from next door became quieter, but not long after, that blushing and heart-pounding sound started again.

Zhong Ling spat lightly and buried her head in the quilt, not wanting to hear that embarrassing sound anymore.

Beimeng State Master frowned, and the corners of her mouth twitched. But she soon calmed down.

In this way, the noise in Jiang Fan's tent continued until the second half of the night before it completely stopped.

Although Jiang Fan was a little tired that night, he felt refreshed. However, the three women did not sleep well.

When Dora Yue'er woke up the next day, she quietly sneaked back to her tent while everyone else was still asleep. However, as soon as she walked out of the tent, she saw Zhong Ling poking her head out of another tent.

Seeing her sneaky look, Zhong Ling's face flashed with embarrassment, and she quickly retreated back into the tent. Seeing this, Duo La Yue'er's pretty face turned red with shame. She stuck out her cute tongue and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

How could she not be embarrassed when she was caught doing something bad?

For Dora Yue'er, she doesn't care about other people's opinions. Love is love, hate is hate! But this state is really too embarrassing for her!

She quickly went back into her tent, her face as red as an apple.

The National Master of Beimeng opened her eyes, looked outside, sighed, and shook her head.

After a while, some people in the team got up, and slowly, the whole team got up.

Everyone slept soundly last night, and Jiang Fan's four tents were far away from everyone else. Therefore, no one knew about the beautiful dream that happened last night.

When Jiang Fan came out of the tent, Dora Yue'er came out of her own tent with some inconvenience. The moment she saw Jiang Fan, she unconsciously looked away.

Even though Jiang Fan and I had a crazy night last night, the two of them were honest with each other and close to each other. They were tightly integrated and fit perfectly.

But it was her first time after all, and no matter how carefree she was, she would feel uncomfortable sometimes. However, the marks on her body made her feel an inexplicable sweetness in her heart.

She pretended nothing had happened, nodded to Jiang Fan, turned around and left the tent.

Zhong Ling also came out of the tent at this time, looking at Jiang Fan, her expression was complicated, she opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say. She was too lazy to say anything, so she turned around and left!

However, Jiang Fan felt a little embarrassed when he saw the dark circles under her eyes. He was too crazy yesterday and probably disturbed her. He kept saying it was a sin in his heart.

At this time, the Beimeng State Master also came out of her tent. She didn't have any dark circles under her eyes, but looked refreshed.

Jiang Fan was very curious about her behavior. He must have made quite a lot of noise last night, but how could the Northern Mongolian State Master not hear it?

Or did Qi Meng on my side have no influence on this woman? Or was this woman just that cold?

Just thinking about it, Jiang Fan felt curious. He really wanted to see if this iceberg-like Northern Mongolian National Master was so cold or if he was a lesbian!

"What did the Imperial Master hear last night?" Jiang Fan looked at the Imperial Master of Beimeng who was walking forward, and suddenly spoke behind him.

There was no way. The desire to destroy beautiful things was too strong. Jiang Fan wanted to destroy the coldness on the face of the Beimeng National Master.

"Really? How come I don't know..." Upon hearing this, Beimeng State Master turned his head and looked at Jiang Fan indifferently. There was a hint of teasing and amusement in his cold eyes.

Jiang Fan met her gaze and couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, this woman really deserves to be the national teacher, her concentration is so strong.

He really wanted to see if this woman could still be as calm and composed as she was now when it came to love affairs.

However, Jiang Fan didn't dare to attack this woman. With her terrifying fighting power, she might be able to cripple him with just one slap.

Although women are beautiful, they have too many thorns, so it’s better not to touch them!

Seeing Beimeng Imperial Master turning around and leaving, Jiang Fan curled his lips, suppressed his thoughts of wanting to destroy Beimeng Imperial Master, this saintly lady, and followed.

The other people in the camp started packing up. The person in charge of cooking had already prepared breakfast, and after everyone had a quick meal, they started to move forward.

It is still five to seven days' journey from here to the royal court of Northern Mongolia. It depends on their travel speed. They can reach the royal court in five days at the fastest and seven days at the latest.

This period of time should be enough for Kudor to contact other tribes. As for the Luoku and Tander tribes, if Jiang Fan's plan is correct, the cooperation between the Luoku and Tander tribes has been reached!

Even Locus has already mastered at least one-fifth of the power of the Tande tribe.

By the time Jiang Fan arrived at the royal court, everything was almost ready! That was when he started his attack.

The group got ready to set off. The road in the Kurdish Mountains was still difficult to walk on. When they were almost at the royal court, there was a cliff. Below was a glacial underground river.

As long as they got out of the glacier and underground river, they would leave the Kurdish Mountains. It would only take less than two days of walking to reach the Northern Mongolian Royal Court.