The First Tyrant of Daxia

The night is quiet.

The Jinyiwei outside the door stood quite far away and designated the attic as a forbidden area.

The bustle of the Mu Mansion’s wedding had almost nothing to do with this place.

Distance from Qin Yun to enter.

It’s been more than half an hour!

The candlelight flickers.

The atmosphere inside was slightly awkward.

In fact, Qin Yun did nothing. He just sat there drinking tea to sober up, and asked Mu a question or two from time to time, mostly about trivial topics.

at last!

Mu couldn't stand such an awkward conversation.

She stood up, her face a little hot and nervous, walked to the window and pulled the curtains.

She understood why Qin Yun wanted to stay here.

Turning around, she hesitated for a while, then bit her red lips, walked forward with a charming face, and gently massaged Qin Yun's shoulders.

Qin Yun was shocked, and a tingling sensation flashed through his body.

"Your Majesty, you have drunk a lot of wine today. If you are tired...please stay."

The faint sound made people imagine a lot.

Qin Yun stood up immediately.

Looking at her charming face, I felt quite embarrassed.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry for being so abrupt."

He said, picked up the package and prepared to leave.

Staying overnight is impossible.

Unexpectedly, Mu Ci came up with one big step and hugged him from behind.

"His Majesty."

The voice has a slight tremolo.

"I am just an ordinary woman, but I also understand that everything in the Mu Mansion today was given by His Majesty, if His Majesty does not despise my humble appearance."

"I am willing to serve Your Majesty, not asking for fame, but only for Your Majesty to be happy."

Qin Yun had a fire in his belly, but he was rational.

He turned around, looked at her and said, "Madam, you are overthinking. That is what the Mu family deserves. A Le is an important general. You can't do this."

Mu looked up and said with an unpleasant expression, "Your Majesty, do you look down on me?"

"That's not the case." Qin Yun scratched his head.

Mu Ci is quite pretty, and most importantly, she is simple and virtuous, a typical good wife, a feeling that no one else can imitate.

"In that case, Your Majesty, please do not refuse."

"People outside say that I have a special relationship with His Majesty, which is why the Mu family is so favored."

"Ah Le once asked me about it in a veiled way, and he also said that there was nothing wrong with this, and it was all up to me."

"I, I think if Your Majesty doesn't mind, I am willing to serve Your Majesty, first to repay your kindness, and second to find someone to rely on."

She confessed with a blushing face, thinking to herself that it didn't matter if she was called shameless.

Qin Yun joked, "Madam, do you mean that we should have our wedding night as well?"

Mu Ci's face turned red with embarrassment and he wanted to crawl into the ground.

She lowered her head, clutched her skirt, and didn't know how to respond.

"I'm just kidding, don't be nervous."

"I will be back to the palace soon, Madam, please take a good rest. See you another day."

Mu Ci looked up, puzzled, not understanding what he meant. Was he rejecting or accepting?

If that's the case, why bother following in?

But she was too embarrassed to say anything else, so she could only nod and say, "Okay."

Qin Yun left the Mu Mansion.

It is really difficult, as if your heels are filled with lead. If you walk a little slower, you may not be able to get out in one night.

As long as he wanted, he would probably ask Mu to undress and call him husband immediately, and she would only feel embarrassed for a few moments.

Finally, we have to go to Wushan together.

But Qin Yun still felt awkward, so he left.

After all, Ah Le is getting married today, and this relationship is weird!

He followed in, but was just a little drunk and acted on purpose. When he sobered up, he gave up.

As a result, Mu Ci accidentally took the initiative.

Let's deal with this relationship later.

It was already late when I returned to the harem.

Without Tong Wei's constant trouble and harassment, Qin Yun felt a little uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, he inevitably thought of Murong Shunhua again, and suddenly felt even more uncomfortable.

"Mr. Feng, is there still no news about her?" he asked.

"Not yet." Old Feng appeared like a shadow.

Qin Yun pursed his lips and did not continue the topic.

……

The grassland has not been peaceful these days!

Even the entire Xiliang was greatly shocked.

Qin Yun issued an imperial decree to marry Zazahar's daughter, Cha Ming Wei Rou, in half a month.

The news spread quickly and covered most of the grassland.

The relationship between the grassland and the Central Plains has always been bad, that is, the nomadic peoples and the Han people have never gotten along.

This communication sends out so many signals!

Many tribes that wanted to form an alliance with Xiliang and gain benefits stopped and prepared to wait and see how the situation developed.

In particular, the Zazahar tribe.

With the return of Agron, he brought back Cha Ming Weirou's handwritten letter. Cha Mingmu completely changed his mind and started writing to Qin Yun.

At the same time, the border situation began to change suddenly!

The main city of Xiliang, Tianlang City.

Wang Min stood in the luxurious palace she had built, looking down from above, with the natural temperament of an empress.

"Humph!"

"You have taken advantage of Xiliang and now you want to form an alliance with the dog emperor. Are you treating me, Wang Min, and Xiliang as soft persimmons?"

The sound fell to the ground.

Wang Min's fanatical followers have officially replaced the former Xiliang military and political leaders.

At this moment, a loud roar was issued: "Send out the troops, send out the troops, send out the troops!"

Wang Min's peach blossom eyes flashed with murderous intent, and her red lips opened slightly: "I failed to save Cha Ming Wei Rou. Now that the dog emperor is marrying, the rebellion of the Zazahar tribe is a foregone conclusion."

"General Pan Hu, you lead 80,000 elite troops and attack the Zazahar tribe immediately."

"I don't want a gold coin, but a meter of land!"

"As long as they bleed, as long as they pay the price, other tribes will be terrified!"

A warrior with a scar on his face bowed.

"Yes, my lord!"

At the same time, the Zazahar tribe had unilaterally torn up the agreement with Wang Min.

Just because of a letter from Cha Ming Wei Rou, the leader Cha Mingmu felt a chill all over his body and realized the power of the imperial court.

At the same time, the emperor was willing to put aside past grudges and marry his beloved daughter.

Naturally, he would be more than happy to have such a good thing!

But it also came at a huge price.

Xiliang launched a war and took action before Qin Yun did, suppressing the rebellion with force, making blood a taboo in the hearts of the grassland tribes!

There had been no war for many years, and most people had forgotten how terrifying the Xiliang Cavalry was.

You know, the Xiliang Iron Cavalry is the most powerful cavalry of Daxia, and its elite are said to be able to fight against the "Iron Pagoda" of Tubo!

Zazahar had already become "fat" after having survived the harsh winter.

A sudden war broke out.

The Zazahar tribe was caught off guard and suffered heavy losses!

More than 30,000 warriors died in the battle and various resources were greatly depleted.

That battle spread over dozens of miles of grassland, and no one has collected the corpses yet!

At that moment, the nomadic people on the grassland realized how terrifying Xiliang’s fighting power was.

……

A few more days passed and the news reached the imperial capital.

"Report...repay!"

"Your Majesty, the Zazahar tribe was retaliated by Xiliang. After four battles in three days, the Zazahar tribe suffered countless casualties!"

The Taiji Hall suddenly exploded.

Qin Yun stood up suddenly, his eyes sharp: "What did you say?!"

"How long ago?"