The First Tyrant of Daxia

He went up to vent his anger and kicked Biga several times, causing him to feel extremely painful. The Turkish court officials watched helplessly and did not dare to move at all.

After Fu left, there was no one around Bi Jia who could speak for him.

The two biggest reliances, one was sentenced to death, and the other became an enemy. Some people were disheartened, while others just wanted to protect themselves.

Biga lay on the ground in humiliation and screamed, "Ah!!"

He scratched the ground with his five fingers, leaving bloody marks. He watched Fu enter the back hall. He was called there by him. He regretted it fiercely and kept yelling, "Come back!"

"Give Ben Khan back!"

But it was too late. From the moment he agreed to this condition, Fu had given up. From beginning to end, he listened to the screams without turning back. He was angry and heartbroken!

Not long ago, she was still fiercely resisting Qin Yun for the Turks, but now she can't do that anymore. This cowardly man actually gave her away for his life and military power.

If she did as she was told, there would be only one outcome: being used and then dying!

Who would allow an unclean Khatun to exist?

Under the gaze of everyone, she entered the back hall. The faces of the Turkish courtiers were extremely ugly, and then they were driven away by a large number of troops. Only Biga was left in the entire front hall.

The moment Fu entered, Mr. Feng stepped out and looked at Biga like a ghost.

Picasso howled in pain like a madman, tears streaming from his eyes, and looked extremely miserable.

“Grand Duke!!”

"Fushi, come back!"

"Benhan, I regret it!!"

"I'm going to kill you all!!"

He was banging tables everywhere, venting his humiliation, but no one paid any attention to him. It was purely his own fault.

……

In the apse.

Qin Yun stepped one foot on the magnificent royal couch, supported his head with one hand, and played with agate with his right hand, appearing very nonchalant and contented.

"You win." Fu's face was stiff and she said in a low voice. The face of the queen who had brought disaster to the country and the people looked extremely lonely.

Not only did she lose her country, but she was also betrayed by her nominal husband. How sad is that?

If she had known this earlier, she would not have left Tianshan Mountain.

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows: "You are the only one who understands besides Yuan Gu, but Biga, the idiot, doesn't understand."

Fu had a blank expression on her face, but she was still full of charm.

"You can taunt me as much as you want now. Anyway, you have won. The Turkic Khanate will no longer have any chance of survival."

Qin Yun sneered: "You are wrong. Even without this vicious plan, Biga still has no hope. I will not let go of any capable people in the Turkic military. Do you think I will not kill them?"

Fu's delicate body trembled and she felt a chill to the bones.

Qin Yun added: "The reason why I went around in this circle is to make Biga suffer something worse than death, and also to get you!"

Fu raised her beautiful eyes and looked at Qin Yun, feeling depressed. If Biga had half the ability of the tall and handsome young man in front of him, the Turks would not have ended up like this.

Ti Zhen should have died at the beginning, but Biga was indecisive, which led to a series of events later.

long silence.

She stiffly raised her feet and moved closer. She was very tall and pleasing to the eye. "You win. Now you can do whatever you want."

Qin Yun looked at Fu, and actually admired her in his heart. When the country was destroyed, she was much tougher than all the cultural relics in the court and that Picasso.

He stood up, grabbed her hand that was about to untie her long skirt, and said calmly: "Just for your performance in the front hall just now, I think highly of you, and I don't need you to do anything."

"As long as you appease the people of the grassland for me, speed up Daxia's rule over the grassland, and don't cause any riots, I will keep you safe, and you will still be the beloved goddess."

"how?"

Fu was slightly stunned, her long eyelashes fluttering, her brown eyes showing some surprise, but then she shook her head: "Turkic women are rootless, men are their support."

"The title of goddess alone is nothing but empty. No matter what, if Biga gives up on me, my fate on the grassland will be miserable."

"Instead of this, I might as well find someone to rely on."

Qin Yun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized that it was a shame for Fu to be abandoned by Biga as the queen of a fallen country.

If the Turkic people can tolerate her for one year, can they tolerate her for ten years?

Moreover, as a goddess, she has lost the support of a powerful man and is no longer as mythical as she used to be.

suddenly!

Fu didn't know whether it was a rational choice or a revenge against that loser Picasso, but he stood on tiptoe and kissed her directly.

Her crystal red lips did not have the smell of sweat of Turkic women, but instead had a fresh fragrance.

She was extremely proactive and hugged Qin Yun directly.

Qin Yun was stunned for a moment, looking at the beautiful woman who took the initiative in his arms, his passion suddenly swelled. He hadn't been near a woman for almost half a month.

He threw her onto the couch and kissed her wantonly.

"Well……"

Fu's heart beat faster and her body went limp. After all, she was the Queen of the Turkic people, serving the Emperor of Daxia, and it was also the first time in her life.

After a long time.

"Fuling, this is your own choice, don't blame me for forcing you!" Qin Yun's voice was hoarse, his nose against her snow-white neck, his movements were bold and overbearing, and completely unreasonable.

Fu gritted her teeth and hugged his waist without any resistance, even though she could clearly feel that Qin Yun's hand was too much. She took a deep breath and her whole body was trembling.

"I know you are strong, I will help you stabilize the grassland, but you can't treat me like Biga!"

Qin Yun paused, looking at the woman under him. Her clothes were disheveled, her delicate collarbone was faintly visible, and a ribbon on her shoulder was extremely eye-catching.

"Is that all? If anyone dares to have any thoughts about my woman, I will make him disappear into thin air. Not to mention giving her away voluntarily, is that possible?"

"As long as you listen, no one will dare to hurt you!"

Hearing this, Fu felt reassured. She did this to save her life and also to find someone to rely on.

As long as Qin Yun supports her, no one on the grassland dares to touch her. Now that Daxia has defeated the Turks, it can be said to be an unprecedented behemoth.

She recalled something on her beautiful face and continued, "There are still my people in Tianshan, Your Majesty can choose not to spread the killing anywhere!

……

The Buda Palace, shrouded in dark clouds, looked desolate, as if the gold and gems no longer shone and had stepped into darkness.

Of course, this only applies to the Turks.

Thousands of powerful figures in the Turkic military were secretly executed, the smell of blood was everywhere, and all the wealth was collected, and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

All the generals carried out the handover strictly according to Qin Yun's arrangements in advance. Damn it, no one could escape.

No one that should be occupied will be left out.

This ancient Turkic royal city is being disintegrated step by step!

Buda Palace!

Picasso, the hateful king of a fallen country, had disheveled hair, a deathly pale face, and looked extremely miserable. He smashed everything he could, and the surroundings were in a mess.

At this moment, he bit his back teeth and broke them. He was so humiliated that he even scratched his palms. The blood was so shocking.

All he could hear were the faint sounds of pleasure coming from the back hall, and every sound from Fu Shi was like a sharp knife stabbing into his heart.