princess come to my arms

If the concubines in the harem were in trouble, they would naturally report it to the queen first.After Pu Ni received the news from his subordinates, he immediately whispered to the queen.

After hearing this, the Queen's face paled, she looked at Li Jiayi who was drunk, thought for a while, and then said to Pu Ni: "Don't disturb the Emperor beforehand, wait for me to check it out. Those servants' mouths must be taken care of."

"Yes! Pu Ni knows how to do it."

The queen left quietly, and arrived at the place where the crime happened not long after.Concubine Shu, who was difficult to control, had been tied to a tree by bletilla striata, baring her teeth and claws, wasting her efforts.

"Mother's queen." Gu Ziyou and Li Weixi, who stayed where they were, saw the queen coming, so they went up to meet her.

"Xi'er, Ziyou, are you all right?" the queen asked anxiously.

"It's okay." Li Weixi shook her head.

"You go back to the princess mansion first, and leave the matter here to the mother to deal with later." After caring about Li Weixi and Gu Ziyou, the queen turned back and faced the crazy concubine Shu with a sharp expression.

"Concubine Shu is good at martial arts, the queen mother should be more careful." Li Weixi said worriedly.

"The queen mother knows, you go back quickly."

In the carriage, the preoccupied two remained silent, apparently not recovering from the shock just now.

"Princess." Gu Ziyou was the first to break the silence. She saw Li Weixi's complexion was extremely bad, so she asked, "The complexion is so bad, is it cold?"

After asking, he covered Li Weixi's hand, it was really cold there.

"It's cooling down at night." Li Weixi approached Gu Ziyou, tilted her head and nestled into her arms.Gu Ziyou put his arms around her waist.

"Are you scared today?" Gu Ziyou asked softly, rubbing his cheek against Li Weixi's temples.

"Yeah." Li Weixi nodded, her voice muffled, "I just suddenly feel that Concubine Shu is a bit pitiful."

It has been painstakingly managed for decades, and once it collapses, no one can bear it.

"This is her fate."

In the deep palace, there has always been the winner and the loser Kou.

But who can guarantee that he is an ever-victorious general and will be king for the rest of his life?

"Ziyou." Li Weixi suddenly raised his elbows, left Gu Ziyou's embrace, and stared at her not far away, his eyes full of seriousness. "If there is a chance in the future, let's escape from this intrigue and live in seclusion in the mountains."

Gu Ziyou smiled lightly, "Okay. Whatever you want, I will be with you."

**

The imperial palace of the Great Jin Dynasty was not peaceful, and the Tatar royal palace far away in Mobei was not much better.

The brave Tatar Khan Dayan fell ill.The disease was so severe that Dayan Khan couldn't afford to be ill and was unable to command the battle, so the battle with the Jin army stopped.

Seeing that the Tatars were weak, the other tribes in Mobei stared at them.

Prince Tuohar stepped forward to defend the border and handle political affairs instead of Dayan Khan.It is considered to have temporarily stabilized the situation.

This night, it was windy and windy.Dayan Khan was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, coughing non-stop.It was cold in the room, which made him very uncomfortable, so he called the servant to replace the stove in the house.

The servant responded and left.

Not long after, there were footsteps outside the door.

"Come?" Dayan Khan closed his eyes tightly, and heard some sound from the door very weakly, thinking it was a servant returning.

Before he could open his eyes, he only felt a dull pain in his chest.He opened his eyes and saw that a sharp knife had been inserted into his heart, and blood only gushed out.

"You...you...are..." Before finishing a sentence, he died.

A man in black slowly turned around, glanced at him, and left with a sneer.

**

In the palace of the Tartar king, Prince Tuohar was staying up all night correcting the memorabilia, and there was no one around him.Suddenly hearing someone knocking on the door, Tuohar got up and opened the door.When he opened the door, he was unprepared, and a sharp knife penetrated through the crack of the door, piercing his heart.

Tuohar fell straight back, his eyes wide open.

Still the man in black.

The man in black slowly took off the cloth covering his face, revealing a sullen face with a sneer on his lips.

"General Ji, good swordsmanship!" Nazhen came from outside the gate, holding a dripping umbrella in his hand, wearing a red shirt, with a strange smile on his face, like blood with thorns in the dark night Rose.

"It's Princess Nazhen's ingenious plan, and she arranged it properly." Ji Chuling cupped his fists and made a bow, with a respectful smile on his face.

Looking at Tuohar who died tragically on the ground, Na was really calm. She turned around and said to Ji Chuling, "Let's not exchange pleasantries for now, please trouble General Ji to finish the play."

"Yes!"

A strong palm wind hit, and Na Zhen stood motionless on the spot, letting the palm fall on him, catching him firmly.

When the palm fell, the blood in the abdomen surged up.

"Pfft—" Nazhen spat out blood, and the umbrella in his hand was brought to the vase placed on the gate.The vase fell to the ground with the umbrella, making a loud noise, and then Nazhen fell to the ground unconscious.

"Who is it!" The patrolling soldiers noticed the change in the palace and rushed over in a hurry.Ji Chuling put on his mask, jumped over the wall and fled. The pursuers came to the gate of the palace, disappeared and returned.

After being rescued by Tatar doctors, Nazhen saved his life, but Dayan Khan and Prince Tuohar were unable to recover and both passed away.

The next day, Tatar was sweating profusely, and the news that all the princes were dead spread throughout Tatar, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and people were panicked.

Upon hearing the news, the Jin army, Oirat and Jurchen tribes dispatched one after another to disturb their borders.

The situation in Tartar is critical.

Now Nazhen is the only one left in the blood of the royal family. After discussing with the ministers, they decided to quickly make Nazhen the king.

Nazhen ascended the throne with injuries and became the second female Khan of the Tatar tribe.

**

A few days later, in Tuohar's mansion, a woman in light green clothes was kneeling on the ground and weeping silently. In front of her was Prince Tuohar's coffin.Beside the woman was a small figure, kneeling like her.The child is immature and not sensible, just kneeling in a daze, with no sadness in his eyes.

After ascending the throne, Nazhen put on a Tibetan Qinghan king's clothes and a jade belt around his waist.After throwing away the flirtatious makeup, Na Zhen showed a bit of dignity on his face.

Amidst the servant's greetings, he entered through the door.

She walked straight towards the man kneeling on the ground, calling softly: "Ke Lun." There was unstoppable excitement and excitement in her eyes.

That person used to be her sister-in-law, but not now.The whole of Tartar is hers, and she is hers.

"Auntie." The child on the ground turned around first, and called with a simple and pleasant smile.

"Fang Xi is good, but tired of kneeling? Get up and rest." Nazhen squatted down and opened his arms towards the little man.

The innocent child nodded, wanted to get up, and ran towards Nazhen.But a stern voice came from beside him: "Fang Xi! Kneel down!"

The little man was startled by the sharp voice, and froze in place, blinking his big eyes, wringing his fingers and looking at Nazhen in bewilderment.

Na Zhen quickly stepped forward to embrace her, and said, "Ke Lun, you are scaring the child. Fang Xi is good, my aunt is sweating profusely now, listen to my aunt, go out to play with sister Yang Mu, my aunt has something to say to your mother dear."

"Okay." Xiao'er nodded, took Yang Mu's hand, and left happily.

After the door closed, Nazhen got up and walked around in front of the man, knelt down, caressed Ke Lun's face and said, "Don't cry, your eyes are swollen, it's not worth it for that kind of person."

Curran dodged, avoiding Nazhen's touch.

"Whether it's worth it or not, Ke Lun knows it himself, so you don't need to comment on it!" Ke Lun raised his eyes and glared at Na Zhen, "How did Tuohal die, Na Zhen didn't know?"

"He's a bastard, he should have died a long time ago!" Nazhen waved his wide sleeves, stood up with an angry face, clenched his hands into fists, and put them behind his back.

"That's nothing compared to you, Princess Nazhen, who actually has unreasonable thoughts about her sister-in-law!" Ke Lun pressed tightly.

Nazhen was completely enraged, she blushed and said angrily, "It was Ai who fell in love with you first, but you married him. The reason why Ai has swallowed her anger for so many years is for today!"

After finishing speaking, Nazhen leaned close to Ke Lun, turned her body, and kissed her pale lips viciously.