As soon as she opened her eyes, she was forcibly carried back to the East Palace by the paranoid pri

"The most beautiful woman in the Wind Tribe is indeed beautiful. Chief, you must take her as your concubine. If not, I will take her!" A rough Houque warrior shouted loudly.

The people of the Houque tribe pricked up their ears. The leader of the Houque tribe took a sip of wine from the jewel-encrusted cup, and cast a hawk-like gaze at Baolier. "Whoever wants to fight for it by himself, this leader is not interested."

As soon as she finished speaking, Baolier's face changed, but she was a smart woman, and she quickly forced a gentle smile to the other warriors of Houque. Since she couldn't follow the Houque leader, she could find someone else. As long as she could follow them to the Houque tribe, everything would be worth it.

"However, when did your tribe become so wealthy? The dress this woman is wearing is rarely seen in the Central Plains." The leader of Houque leaned back in his chair, raised his voice, and his words were full of bloody implications. "Last year you said that the tribe's winter reserves were insufficient, so this leader reduced your tribute!"

The Houque tribe was famous for its brutality and cruelty on the grassland. The elder of the Feng tribe had a flattering smile on his old face, "Why don't you present the things to the leader!"

A young man walked quickly towards the platform holding a lacquer tray. In the lacquer tray were a pair of white jade and red coral earrings, several lotus and crabapple hairpins, and a bracelet carved from red gold.

Every piece of jewelry on the lacquer tray was of great value, which made the people in Houque stare with their eyes wide open. Where did the people of the Feng tribe get jewelry of this quality from the Central Plains?

There were constant exclamations for a while.

"Did you rob the wealthy merchants from the Central Plains? No! In winter, the merchant groups don't go our way!"

"Tell me quickly, how did you get it?!"

The leader of Houque frowned, raised his hand, and suddenly became quiet. He tapped the handle of the chair with his fingers, "It's a good thing. This leader wants it, but you have to tell me how you got it. Don't offend someone you shouldn't offend and blame this on me."

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He Yue was kneeling on the wool blanket. Her braided hair had been undone and became a little curly.

There was only a dim oil lamp lit in the tent, but He Yue's beautiful appearance made the tent seem bright.

Without the embellishment of a flowery bun or jade hairpin, her ethereal and fairy-like appearance is even more apparent.

She clumsily held the boy in her arms, and the child fell asleep, but would start crying again once he left He Yue's arms.

The child's pink and rosy little face looked very soft, and his little mouth was pursed. However, He Yue couldn't help but pinch it gently with her fingers.

The childish little guy made He Yue happy, and she couldn't help but blurt out softly, "Will my child be as lovable as you?"

Ning Rusong's elegant and graceful face appeared in He Yue's mind, so He Yue said, "The father is very good-looking, and the child should not be much different."

A month has passed and Ning Rushong hasn't found this place yet. He Yue doesn't know whether to feel lucky or afraid of the consequences in the future.

In the grassland tribe, He Yue didn't know how to survive on her own. Logically, the money left by Emperor Jingmu and He Yue's own jewelry should be enough for her to live a stable life in the tribe. However, the elders of the tribe were too greedy and only gave He Yue the necessary supplies for life without giving her any gold or silver.

She frowned slightly, looking sad and sorrowful, "I am probably the most useless time traveler."

He Yue came back to her senses when she heard footsteps far away outside the tent. She thought it was Daryl coming to pick up the child. She felt a little strange. Was the party over so soon?

Or was the party a bit boring, so Daryl left early?

He Yue stood up holding the child. The child felt the bumps and started crying again.

She hurriedly tried to comfort him, shaking her arms slightly, "Don't cry, don't cry, your mother is here to pick you up."

But when the tent door opened, it was not Daryl, but a tall man of a foreign race!

The foreign man was wearing a brown sheepskin coat and looked very strong.

He Yue was instantly frightened, holding the child and backing away, scolding him, "Who are you? Get out! Daryl and Shi Li will be here to pick up the child soon!"

The Houque warrior grinned, his eyes unable to hide his amazement. What a dazzling face! Is this the woman from Central Plains that the elders of the Feng tribe mentioned?

The look was too aggressive and greedy. He Yue turned her head away, her eyelashes trembling. She held the child and moved further away from the Houque warrior, "Please get out!"

He suddenly took a few steps forward, grabbed He Yue's wrist, and praised her in a foreign language, "You are the bright moon of the grassland."

He Yue had a hard time holding the child with one hand. The child started to make a fuss and cry non-stop. She wanted to pull her wrist free, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. It didn't work at all!

"You are weaker than a newborn lamb. You need someone to protect you on the grassland." The Houque warrior teased.

"I don't understand the foreign language you are speaking." He Yue felt deeply anxious and could only repeat, "Please let me go!"

In the Feng tribe, only Daril and Shi Li understood the Central Plains dialect. However, Daril's family had just given birth to a foal recently, and he was very busy every day, so he had no time to teach He Yue the foreign dialect. After all, Shi Li was from the Central Plains, and he never stayed in the same room with He Yue alone.

After a month, He Yue only understood a few specific sentences and could not understand the long string of words spoken by this Houque man at all.

The Houque warrior didn't want to hurt He Yue, so he let go and pointed in the direction of the tribal platform, "The leader wants to see you, don't make a fuss."

He Yue held the child in her arms, comforting him and telling him not to cry. When she saw the foreigner's gestures, she roughly understood what he meant and could only nod to indicate that she understood.

The huge difference in strength between the two made He Yue realize that he could not resist at all.