Crossing the grassland, the rough general, please set me free

"I remember. Should Shu'er have suffered so much?" Thinking of Lin Shu lying there with a pale face that day, his heart ached.

Yun Xihe choked. She understood how important that Central Plains woman was to him, but she couldn't care less at the moment.

"Yan Lie, the matter has not been concluded yet."

"Queen Consort, you also said you haven't made up your mind yet, so why are you so anxious to ask me to come here? Isn't that contradictory? Unless, you think the same as me."

Yan Lie narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were like a deep ancient well, without any ripples, and even revealed a heart-pounding dead silence.

Faced with Yan Lie's questioning, Yun Xihe was stunned and hurriedly explained,

"Yan Lie, I really didn't mean that! I..."

Yun Xihe wanted to continue speaking, but was interrupted by Yan Lie.

Yan Lie's face was stern, his eyes were like torches, he stared straight at Yun Xihe, and said in a deep voice,

"Grand Consort, I understand everything you have to say today. I have made up my mind on this matter and will not change it. Back then, you single-mindedly favored Helian Zhen, indirectly causing the persecution of many innocent members of the Balin tribe. Now you are pleading for her. May I ask from what standpoint you are pleading for her?"

Yan Lie's words hit Yun Xihe's heart like a hammer, leaving her stunned. She had never expected that Yan Lie knew everything she had done.

His face, which was already as pale as paper, now became extremely red due to shame and astonishment, as if blood could drip out.

Yan Lie's implication couldn't be clearer - you yourself have committed such a sin, how can you now have the nerve to plead for others? Even you yourself are nothing more than a sinner.

When he thought that he was an accomplice in the murder of Helian Tao, he collapsed instantly.

"Yan Lie, I never thought this would turn out like this. I just wanted to help Zhen'er fulfill her wish. I feel so sorry for the Khan. If you promise to let Zhen'er go, I will go down and apologize to the Khan."

"Grand Concubine, you don't have to threaten me with death. The more you do this, the more it shows that you know in your heart that it was Helian Zhen who caused Shu'er's miscarriage. Everyone has their own responsibility for their own actions. There is no room for negotiation on Helian Zhen's matter. As for the rest, you can rest assured. I don't want the Khan to be shamed because of you after his death."

Yan Lie spoke in a resounding voice, and without looking at her anymore, he strode away.

Looking at his resolute back, Yun Xihe had tears in her eyes, knowing that this time he was serious.

If I wasn't in poor health, I would have wanted to rush into Helian Zhen's tent and slap her a few times. Why couldn't she just be quiet?

After Yan Lie came out from Concubine Yun Xihe, he did not go back directly, but went to the main camp.

Geshu also heard about Helian Zhen's affairs. If it were something else, he could still plead for her, but since it involved offspring, he didn't know how to start. The grassland pays attention to population reproduction, and even ordinary tribesmen attach great importance to offspring and will never allow such a thing to happen.

He saluted Yan Lie.

Yan Lie was so absorbed in his own affairs that he didn't notice Geshu at all and just passed by him.

"Great Khan." Geshu called out.

"Brother Geshu? Is there something wrong?" Yan Lie heard the voice and turned to look at him.

"It's nothing serious. I just saw that you looked so worried, so I wanted to ask."

"Well, there is one thing. Since I've come across it, I'll tell you directly."

Yan Lie told Geshu the whole thing, and finally instructed him to wait until everything was clarified and let Geshu deal with it according to the clan rules without having to worry about himself.

After hearing this, Geshu was completely overwhelmed. Isn't this just asking for trouble?

"Great Khan, I've been busy lobbying the various tribes and the State of Qi recently. I'm afraid this matter will..."

Seeing him evading responsibility, Yan Lie understood what he was thinking. He thought for a while before speaking.

"Forget it, I'll handle this matter."

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Soha tribe.

For two consecutive days, Bumtai stayed at Airong Gaowa's place. Just like a routine, he would come back to sleep at a certain time, and nothing happened.

During the day, she would accompany Qin Yue, looking around here and there, and at night there would be various banquets.

At first, Qin Yue was filled with novelty about everything around him. However, as the days passed, this novelty gradually faded, replaced by an indescribable sense of boredom. Thus, his mind began to involuntarily drift towards the matter of the Bahrain Tribe's weapons.

He tried several times to get more information from Bumtai, but each time the response was vague or simply changed the subject.

Initially, Qin Yue simply thought that perhaps because of the defeat, Bumtai was concerned about his reputation and did not want to mention the matter too much.

However, by chance, when Qin Yue accidentally heard someone chatting, he mentioned that the weapons of the Balin tribe were made by a woman from the Central Plains! What was even more surprising was that this Central Plains woman seemed to have some entanglement with Bumtai.

This made him more interested.

That afternoon, Bumutai, as usual, accompanied Qin Yue to the horse farm. The two of them spent their time riding horses and shooting arrows.

During this time, Qin Yue suddenly spoke,

"Grand Prince, for some reason, seeing this weapon reminds me of the Balin tribe. Could you please send a message to the Khan of the Balin tribe, saying that I want to visit him?"

The bow in Bumtai's hand paused, and the arrow that was supposed to hit the bull's eye deviated from its direction and stuck deeply in the grass beside the target.

He couldn't help but frown, "Oh, Lord Qin, what's your intention? Could it be that you want to form an alliance with the Paris Tribe? But based on my understanding of them, I'm afraid they won't agree to this."

Qin Yue smiled slightly after hearing this and explained,

"Haha, Your Highness, you may not know this, but I've often heard the name of the Balin tribe along the way. And recently I heard that their weapons were made by women from the Central Plains. All this really piqued my curiosity, so I wanted to go and visit them myself."

Bumtai shook his head gently and politely declined. "Master Qin, we just fought a fierce battle with them, and the relationship between the two sides is already quite tense. Besides, they have always been at odds with Qi. If we rashly go there now, I'm afraid it will endanger your personal safety. Therefore, I hope you will think twice before acting, and do not take any risks lightly."

After hearing this, Qin Yue also felt that there was some truth in it, but his curiosity became even stronger. If there really was such a woman, as a citizen of Qi, how could she stay in the grassland? She should trace her roots back to Qi and serve her motherland.

"Haha, the eldest prince is right."

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Bahrain Department.

Yan Lie waited until evening, and Bu Re finally came back.

"Great Khan, is there something going on?"