In danger, he traveled through time to save her, and the black-bellied prince doted on her

Tuoba Chuyun looked into the boy's eyes. She had never seen anyone wearing a mask, so cold and aloof, he must be an extremely handsome boy. She stared at the boy without moving her eyes. Li Huaijin stood back, and she smiled shyly:

"Father, it was His Royal Highness Prince Liang who saved my daughter."

Li Huaijin stood behind Gu Wenxuan. He didn't want another person or trouble to appear in the tortuous relationship with Mu Jinan. With a cold face and a cold heart, he said coldly:

"It was the princess who saved you. This king already has a wife."

Tuoba Yu understood instantly, that's why he couldn't bear to let his daughter go to Central Plains. Men have three wives and four concubines, while women mostly embroider and write in the backyard. He wanted his daughter to be the freest flying bird on the grassland, and the most beautiful white cloud in the sky.

"Thank you for saving my life, Princess. If you have any difficulties in the future, I will definitely lend a helping hand."

Mu Jinan looked at him caring for his daughter, and stood there in a daze, pinching her fingers. She didn't know that this man was from the Wei royal family, and Li Huaijin had actually hidden it from her.

I also feel sad that in this era of information blockage, even the king's daughter and son may be abducted and may never find their family again.

Moreover, those slaves were not registered as residents, so what about registered citizens? If they were trafficked, they would be transported from Jiangnan to the northern grasslands, from the Western Regions to Nanzhao, and they would have no way to escape.

Seeing that she was silent, Li Huaijin saw through her eyes and said:

"King Wei should not form an alliance with King Xi, nor with King Qi. Just attack Wusheng."

Tuoba Yu had just heard that King Xi led tens of thousands of soldiers and was defeated by only five thousand. He would definitely not form an alliance with such a defeated party. The Wei people did not have many conflicts with Youzhou. He had contacts with An Xuan before, but An Xuan was dead. And because of the life-saving grace, he had no evil intentions in his heart.

"I promised King Liang and the princess."

The cloak that Tuoba Chuyun was wearing was given to her by Mu Jinan at the banquet. She was filled with gratitude and said, "Thank you, Princess. If we meet again, I will definitely give you a generous gift."

Mu Jinan thought to herself, she had no idea why Li Huaijin always pushed all the fame to her, and said:

"No need to thank me, take care."

Tuoba Yu looked at Li Yuanyang and felt very disappointed. He also had dealings with Li Yuanyang's father. The old King of Xi had done nothing good or wrong in his life and was very prudent in protecting himself. Perhaps it was because Li Yuanyang was held hostage in Chang'an that he was able to live a peaceful life for half his life.

Tuoba Chuyun was his most beloved daughter. She was abducted and sold here and suffered a lot of grievances. She hated Li Yuanyang in her heart. If she met Li Yuanyang again, she would not let him go easily. Then they left.

Li Huaijin motioned for Gu Wenxuan to bring another contract. The young man stared at the two large words "Ten Years" written in the dense text, signing a peace treaty, and couldn't help but curse:

"Ten years. The Qixuan tribe signed for five years, but you asked my tribe to not commit crimes for ten years. I will not sign!"

Gu Wenxuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He took out his official seal and stamped it on him, then cut his finger mercilessly. A red mark was left below. Ten years later, a dagger was hanging above Li Yuanyang's left hand, and his right hand was released.

Li Huaijin said coldly: "Do you want to disable your left hand, or sign with your right hand?"

Li Yuanyang watched the dagger getting closer and closer to his wrist. He had already been defeated, so he had to save his life first. He said reluctantly:

"This king signs it."

His name, both in Chinese and Mongolian, was written on the contract. Looking at the names of Sun Jingqi, Su Heyan, and the other two tribes, he knew that these people had betrayed him long ago.

With a scream of "Ah!" everyone turned around.

Looking at the old man lying on the grass, he touched the red jade pendant with trembling fingers. It was the only thought his mother left him. The bright red color flowing out of his heart was his filial piety as a son, and the dagger in his heart was the retribution he deserved for being a chief and oppressing slaves.

He looked at the familiar face, holding a bloody head in his left hand. That was his grandson, and in his right hand he held his son's head. The remains that had been dug out and buried for three years. The grandfather and grandson were arrogant all their lives, but died at the hands of slaves.

His pupils gradually lost focus, and his eyes reflected the face of his mother when she was young. She was the most beautiful woman on the grassland, but because of her outstanding beauty, she was abducted by a man and wandered in a foreign land. Fortunately, her body has been returned.

Although Sun Xiang wanted to get the position of chief, he was his grandson after all.

"It's you."

The young man placed Sun Xiang's head in Sun Jingqi's arms, grasped the dagger tightly, turned it in a circle, and recounted all the hatred word by word:

"My father was captured, and my mother came here to look for him. When she learned that my father had passed away, she used up all her money to become your maid. She only made a small mistake, but you had her thrown to the wolves. I became your counselor, and every day I was thinking about how to kill you. Watching your flesh and blood die in front of you was my best strategy."

The young man had a handsome face, like a gentle and elegant young man from the south of the Yangtze River. He looked at the blood on his hands, which were the marks of revenge, the resentment that had been suppressed in his heart for many years, and the tears of missing his mother day and night. The young man looked up to the sky and cried:

"Mother, I have avenged you. Sun Jingyi is dead, and his grandson is dead."

Li Yuanyang was furious when he saw so many traitors in the grasslands. He said, "Xuanli? You dare to betray the grasslands. You are just the son of a slave, and you dare to kill the chieftain."

Then he looked at Li Huaijin and said, "King Liang, you are really good at scheming. You have slaughtered all the capable people in my clan."

When Li Huaijin was still Shuo Fengyue, he went with Mu Jinan to check the military rations, and once said to General Zhang Zhenguang: "Xuan Li next to Sun Jingqi looks like a Central Plains person."

Zhang Zhenguang found out everything about Xuan Li, learned of his hatred, and cooperated with him. Xuan Li kicked Sun Xiang in the head:

"You asked me to hunt the white falcon to please Yelu Chang, and I almost got my eyes pecked out."

Li Huaijin's tall, god-like body loomed over his head, like countless branches intertwined to form a huge, tight net. Since the little bird flew into the woods, Li Huaijin had already been keeping an eye on him. No matter which branch he landed on, Li Huaijin could break his wings or the branch, causing him to fall to his death.

He stole a glance at the boy's eyes. The extremely deep pupils under the boy's mask were more majestic and intimidating than those of an emperor who had been in power for decades. They were like a hurricane that he had never seen before, and the dark oppression dealt a fatal blow.

Li Yuanyang's heartbeat seemed to stop. He didn't dare to look at the boy's eyes, which were sharper than an eagle's and more contemptuous than a dragon's. They devoured his dirty soul. He was extremely shocked by every word Li Huaijin said:

"The historian doted on his youngest son and treated his eldest son harshly, but he did not realize that it was not the scarcity of wealth that was worrying, but the inequality of wealth. His descendants continued to be rich and noble, but eventually died at the hands of his son."

"Li Renbang and Erjiyoubo are close friends, but he attempted to kill his father. His father Thirteen led a tiger to kill the king, and then killed the tiger again to seize the throne. How could he easily calculate it? Filial piety, loyalty, decisiveness, and wisdom are extraordinary, but he did not touch a word."

"Li Jie is your friend and my enemy. I saved his life and signed a contract for peace. I saved the lives of Shi Yanjun and turned hostility into friendship!"

"You led 43,000 soldiers and surrounded us from all sides, but your army was demoralized and you were eager to join our battle. You were defeated miserably. This is the result of arrogant soldiers being doomed to fail!"

"Xuan Li avenged his mother, Batu Yue brought his mother's body back to Luocheng. Even crows know how to repay their parents, let alone humans of flesh and blood? Filial piety comes first among all virtues!"

"Xuan Li advised Sun Xiang, Sun Xiang instigated Yelu Chang to attack you, Sun Jingyi surrounded Yelu Chang, you destroyed Yelu Chang, Xuan Li killed Sun Xiang and Sun Jingyi, this is a mantis stalking a cicada while the oriole is waiting behind! All is fair in war!"

"Yelu Chang trafficked in people, and Sun Jingyi sent people into the mouths of wolves. Today, he was killed by the slaves they looked down upon. This is a sin that will be with you forever, and you must pay for it in the end!"

The young man knelt on the ground and retreated step by step. His face was full of panic and fear, as if he was a devil from hell being suppressed by the god of war in heaven. Li Huaijin didn't even give him the chance to look at him with contempt and could easily crush him to death.