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

Yan Lie didn't go out the whole afternoon.

Sitting aside, drinking milk tea, watching Lin Shu and Dunzhu making clothes together.

I always want to talk to Lin Shu to ease the atmosphere.

I don't know if it's because of the topic I created, the little woman is not interested, or if she really doesn't want to pay attention to me.

Lin Shu just responded with a faint "hmm", "ah" and "oh".

Yan Lie had no choice but to sit aside and compete with Milk Tea.

Just when he drank his twentieth cup of milk tea, Dunzhu couldn't bear it anymore.

"Miss, we have run out of this color of thread. I will go get some."

After saying that, he glanced at Yan Lie and motioned him to come out.

outside the account,

Dunzhu looked at Yan Lie helplessly.

"General, if you really have nothing to do, please have the felt couch in the tent replaced."

"Oh? Is the felt couch broken?" Yan Lie asked in confusion.

When Dunzhu heard this, he was speechless.

"General, the girl slept on the table last night because she thought the felt couch was dirty."

Yan Lie didn't expect that Dunzhu would speak so bluntly now?

A little woman sleeping on her stomach at night? That would definitely not be a good sleep. No, we need to find someone to make a felt bed as soon as possible.

Thinking of the words Lin Shu scolded him last night, his face looked a little unnatural.

But I should be scolded too! I can't even tell my own woman apart!

Without saying anything, he turned and left quickly.

Dunzhu looked at Yan Lie's back and sighed helplessly, not knowing when the two would reconcile.

On the way, some tribesmen greeted him, but Yan Lie didn't hear them.

Find Gassan and explain your purpose.

Gasang was a craftsman in the tribe. After Yan Lie came to the Bahrain tribe, the two of them often played together when they were young and had a good relationship.

On weekdays, if anyone wants to make a felt couch, a cabinet, a table, etc., they will come to him.

"Hahaha, Yan Lie, I really can't tell. You're so powerful that you even broke the felt couch. How does it feel? Who's better at martial arts, the princess or the woman from Central Plains? In my opinion, the woman from Central Plains you brought back is pretty, but she looks delicate and weak. She can't withstand you coming at her a few times."

Gasang had seen Lin Shu before, when Yan Lie brought her back to the Balin tribe for the first time.

Later, I heard that the woman ran away, but was later brought back from the Suoha tribe by Yan Lie, and from then on he watched over her like his own eye.

When Yan Lie heard this, his brows raised and he said with a stern face,

"What nonsense! I just want to make a new felt couch."

"Hahaha, hey, we're all men, what's the big deal?"

On ordinary days, the men in the tribe would get together when they had nothing to do. They liked to talk dirty and talk about the things that happened between themselves and the women in their tents.

Before, Yan Lie just listened from the side and never participated in the conversation, mainly because he didn’t have a woman.

"There's nothing going on between Helian Zhen and me. Don't bring me up with her in the future."

Gasang didn't notice that Yan Lie's face looked a little ugly, and continued to tease,

"Ah, no way, are you going to turn your back on me? I heard you're getting married. Haha, don't be embarrassed. I heard that when the princess was carried out of your tent last night, the sound was truly soul-stirring. With such a wanton sound, this guy must have been extremely horny on the felt bed..."

Before Gasang finished speaking, Yan Lie couldn't stand it anymore and pushed him.

"If you keep talking nonsense, don't blame me for being rude. She is she, I am me, there is no relationship between us. Are you going to make this felt couch or not? If not, I'll find someone else."

Gasang saw that Yan Lie was really angry. He stuck out his tongue and couldn't understand what was wrong with him.

Being able to be with Helian Zhen is the dream of many men in the department.

He suddenly became Balin Khan's son-in-law. What else could he be dissatisfied with?

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything. I'll do it."

Seeing him regain his composure, Yan Lie thought for a moment.

"This time, just make the felt couch a little smaller."

When Gassan heard this, he looked at him with a puzzled look.

“How small do you want to make it?”

Yan Lie roughly gestured the distance.

Gassan's eyes widened.

"So small? It's okay for one person to sleep on, but it would definitely be a bit crowded for two people. Besides, you're getting married soon, why would you make it so small?"

Hearing him talk about getting married, Yan Lie felt a little unhappy again.

"Who said I'm going to get married? Anyway, I won't marry Helian Zhen. You should do it quickly. You can finish it by evening."

When Gassan heard that the goods were to be delivered in the evening, he became anxious.

"Do you think this is milking a cow? It's gone in one go. It'll take at least a day or two."

"That won't do. You have to start now and finish it by evening. At worst, I can find a few people to help you."

After saying this, he left his tent regardless of Gassan's protests behind him.

Thinking of going to talk to Balin Khan again.

But Balin Khan refused to see him on the grounds of feeling unwell.

Yan Lie knew in his heart that Balin Khan was not unwell at all, he just didn't want to talk to him about this matter.

But I could only turn around helplessly. Since we can't meet today, I'll come again tomorrow.

See you tomorrow, see you the day after tomorrow...

In short, he would not marry Helian Zhen.

. . . . . .

In Bumtai's big tent.

Helian Zhen took a sip of milk tea.

"Grand Prince, have you found yourselves accustomed to the living conditions in our Balin tribe these days?"

"Hahaha, there's fine wine and beautiful women here, why shouldn't I be accustomed to it? But Princess, did you come here just to ask me this?"

Bumtai remembered the last time Helian Zhen talked to him about cooperation.

"Haha, First Prince, from what I hear, there's already a rift between the two of them. Women, when they're sad and vulnerable, are most receptive to others. I'll help you find opportunities for you two to be alone together more, so you must seize them."

"Haha, Princess, you made such a big fuss just to drive them apart?" Bumtai chuckled and looked at Helian Zhen.

"First Prince, only by separating the two of them can we have a chance, right? Otherwise, there will always be a day when the ashes will rekindle. Although it is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, my man, Helian Zhen, can only have me as his woman. I cannot tolerate any grain of sand in my eyes. I am helping you, and I am also helping myself. After all, you don't want the woman you bring back to always be thinking about other men."

Indeed, Bumtai didn't mind that Lin Shu had been with Yan Lie, but he hoped that Lin Shu would only have him in her heart from now on.

"So what is the princess going to do next?"

"Haha, this? Of course, I need the cooperation of the eldest prince."

"Oh, what do you say?"

Helian Zhen smiled,

"Has the eldest prince ever thought about when he will leave?"

Bumtai was confused, "Princess, what do you mean?"

"The eldest prince can leave first. In two days, I will find a reason to let my father Khan take Yan Lie out for a few days. Then I will find a way to send Lin Shu to meet the eldest prince. Of course, the eldest prince does not need to rush back to the Suoha tribe. This is a good opportunity to take the beauty out for some fun and cultivate their relationship. Doesn't the eldest prince want to be alone with the beauty every day?"

After listening to this, Bumutai raised the corners of his lips slightly.

"It sounds good, but it's still a little lacking in quality!"

Helian Zhen didn't quite understand what he meant.

"What temperature?"