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

"No...it's not me. Cough...cough..." Nuomin grabbed Bumtai's wrist tightly and tried to pry it open.

Bumtai looked at her coldly, without a trace of pity a man has for a woman in his eyes.

The more she struggled, the tighter his grip tightened.

At this moment, Bumtai really wanted to kill Nuomin.

Just yesterday, he asked her to find a way to get close to Lin Shu, but today Yan Lie took his men away.

Blood began to seep into Nuomin's eyes and her face turned red.

The struggling hands became weaker and weaker.

Natu'a, who was watching from the side, couldn't bear to watch any longer. "Grand Prince, now is not the time to assign responsibility. What should we do next? Should we chase her? We are still in the Chaha tribe's territory, and she is now a member of Chaolu. Would it be inappropriate for her to die inexplicably?"

After hearing his words, Bumtai slowly loosened his hand.

"You're not worthy yet. I'll do it myself."

Nuomin's body relaxed, and he knelt on the ground, gasping for breath.

Bumtai patted his clothes, stood up and walked around her without even looking at her.

Natu'a helped him put on his clothes, and the two of them left the tent.

Nuomin took a long time to recover from the fear in the big tent.

I didn't expect that after doing so much for him, he would end up killing himself.

He doesn't care about the past friendship at all.

"Haha, he's even willing to give himself away, how can he have any feelings for me?"

She thought about how Lin Shu reminded her that Bumtai was not a good match, but she was blinded at the time.

I got nothing and almost lost my life.

After this incident, she was a little scared.

It’s better to stay with Chao Lu. At least so far, he treats me well.

Although he is not as prominent as Bumtai, he still has some say in the Chaha tribe.

He tidied his clothes, lifted the curtain, made sure Bumtai was not there, quickly left the tent and returned to the main camp.

As soon as I returned to the big tent, I saw Chao Lu sitting there. I didn’t know when he came back.

Trying to appear calm, he greeted him with a smile, "Sir, when did you come back?"

Chao Lu didn't say anything, just looked at her with a complicated expression.

Nuomin felt her scalp tingling when he stared at her.

"Sir, why are you looking at me?"

"where have you been?"

When Nuomin heard him asking where he was going, he immediately became alert.

There is no hope for Bumtai at all, and now he can only rely on Chaolu.

"I'm bored in the tent, so I'm going out for a walk."

"Go out for a walk? You've been out for a really long time?" I couldn't tell whether his tone was good or bad.

Chaolu was a little abnormal today. He had just experienced the incident where Bumtai tried to strangle him, and Nuomin was a little scared now.

She just wants to live a good life, why is it so difficult?

"Sir, if you don't like me going out, then I won't go out anymore."

"Who did you meet today?"

Just now, his people followed Nuomin to a big tent. Later, two men came out of the tent and followed them.

The two men were not from the Chaha tribe. They moved hurriedly around the camp and finally went to the pasture and left with a group of people.

Nuomin's legs went weak. Could it be that he had discovered her?

I bit the bullet and shook my head, "No... I haven't seen anyone."

Chao Lu snorted coldly, "Then let's put it another way? What is your purpose in approaching me?"

After hearing this, Nuomin collapsed to the ground...

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Bumtai took his men and left the Chaha tribe without even saying goodbye to the host family.

The more confident you are when you come, the more discouraged you will be when you leave.

My mood these past two days has been like falling from heaven to hell.

On the way, Natu'a asked whether they should send people to search everywhere.

Bumtai waved his hand.

"Don't waste time. They left early this morning. Where are you going to find them? Let's go back to camp first."

Bumtai was depressed and kept on rushing on his way, not allowing others to stop and rest.

When they had walked most of the way, they met the troops that had been transferred earlier.

Just stopped and said lightly,

"Everyone go back."

The leader, confused, looked at him, then at Natu'a who had a bitter face, and nodded helplessly.

I cursed in my heart, what the hell is this? I ran out and ran back.

Bumtai rode his horse at the front of the team.

The group of people rushed back in a mighty procession.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

After riding for a long time, Lin Shu's lower abdomen was always painful, and he could clearly feel that his pants were sticky in several places.

"This damn period, it didn't come earlier or later, but had to come now, it's really annoying."

He also didn't tell Yan Lie because he didn't want to delay their progress.

Finally, when I was almost exhausted, I rushed back to the Bahrain tribe.

As soon as he entered the camp and dismounted, Lin Shu hurriedly greeted Yan Lie and trotted back to the tent.

Dunzhu was very happy to see Lin Shu coming back. She immediately went to greet her, put down the embroidery in her hands and went to greet her.

"Donzhu, go get me a basin of water. I'm having my period and I'm a little dirty."

Dunzhu immediately went out to find the thing.

He also thoughtfully prepared clothes for her.

After going through the whole process, Lin Shu finally felt relieved.

Ask Dondrub about Balin Khan.

"Hey, young lady, I don't know what happened the night you left. I just heard from others that the Khan was seriously ill."

"Has the Khan been in poor health before?"

Dunzhu nodded.

"It's both good and bad. Perhaps because of the incident with the Bahrain Division, the knot in his heart is hard to heal, and his condition has worsened."

"A knot in his heart? That wouldn't be enough to make him critically ill, would it? At least it would take time. Besides, Tubu made the crossbow before, and Balin Khan was very happy. How could this happen? Has anything else happened in the tribe recently?"

"No, it's still the same as before."

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Inside the tent of Balin Khan.

As soon as Yan Lie entered the tent, he saw Helian Zhen kneeling beside the felt couch.

"Yan Lie, you're back. Come here quickly. The Khan has been talking about you." Concubine Yun Xihe wiped away her tears and stood up to make way.

Looking at the middle-aged man lying on the felt couch, he had lost a lot of weight and his face had turned yellow in just a few days.

When Balinhan heard that Yan Lie had returned, he slowly opened his eyes and raised his hand with great effort.

Yan Lie hurried forward and held it, his heart filled with sorrow, his eyes gradually turning red.

The scenes of living with this man since childhood kept emerging in my mind.

"You guys go out first. I have something to say to Yan Lie alone." Balinhan spoke with some difficulty.

"Father?" Helian Zhen paused and cried out.

Balinhan said nothing, just waved at her.

When they were the only two left in the tent,

"Great Khan, if you have anything to say, just say it directly."

Balinhan sighed deeply, his eyes moistened.

"Yan Lie, I had hoped to bring you back to the camp one day, but it seems the gods won't give me that chance. Although we're not biologically father and son, I've always treated you like my own child for so many years. Now that I have little time left, I want to entrust Zhen'er to you."