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What should come will always come, if it is later, it can only be said that it is good luck.

And Ashina Jonda seems to be out of luck.

In less than half a year, the mighty Western Turkic Empire was torn apart, but he was powerless.This sense of helplessness seemed to have existed since he could remember.

When he was sitting in front of the main tent, waiting quietly for the troops from outside the city to attack, he suddenly felt so relaxed for the first time in these two years.

When he was not on the throne, no matter how hard he tried and how he performed, he would always be overwhelmed by that person.

He is the glory of the Ashina clan, the natural successor, and he should be easily obtained by all the stars in the sky.As for myself, no one cared about it from the very beginning.

There is a saying in Zhongyuan, which is called Ji Shengyu and He Shengliang, at least, they should be treated as equals.

The noise outside the tent became louder and louder, the sound of weapons being handed over and the cries of maids intertwined, and there were even hot corpses lying in front of the tent, with blood splattered in a puddle.

Facing the empty tent, Ashina Qiongda poured a glass of wine for himself, but threw the glass on the ground, and suddenly said, "Father! Did you see it today?...My brother is back, I don't owe him anything." It's gone."

He hadn't slept soundly since bringing that glass of poisoned wine to his father.

The nightmares every night make people almost crazy. Is it true that people are partial after death?Jonda couldn't help thinking.

The outside of the tent slowly fell silent, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer, reaching in front of him.

Ashina Qiongda slowly raised his head, and finally saw the face that was somewhat similar to his own.

He smiled and said, "You're finally back."

"Yeah." The man hasn't changed at all, it seems that the past two years are nothing more than ordinary tours for him, so he asked calmly, "What do you want to say?"

"Aren't you going to do it yet?"

Fu Li looked at him, showing no hatred, the atmosphere that was supposed to be tense became normal.

"Your wife, I will take care of myself."

"Thank you."

Ashina Qiongda closed his eyes, not wanting to see his look of pity.

Simply neat, isn't this his brother's style?What are you talking about now?

He saw that what Fuli was holding in his hand was not the usual battle spear, but a sharp sword shining with cold light.

Always move quickly, the sword light flashed, and blood was already dripping from the blade.

Ashina Fuli didn't look back, and went straight out the door. Mu Qianshan was standing outside the tent with a sword sheath left on his waist.

"I'll wash it for you in a while." Fu Li's expression remained the same, without any emotion, he just said this to him.

The bloody journey of the past six months is to restore the present.But Mu Qianshan felt that he was not happy, even a little sad.

"You..." Mu Qianshan didn't know what to say, but when he was about to speak, he felt his sleeve being pulled.

He looked back and saw a boy in Turkic costume looking at him quietly.

"Can you let me follow you?" The boy spoke in Chinese, so delicate that it could be said that there was no panic on his beautiful face.

"Daman?" Mu Qianshan didn't speak, but Fuli did.

"Yes, I have seen Uncle."

Ashina Daman's voice was very calm, with a maturity that did not match his age.

"Where's your mother?"

Fu Lizhi has an impression of him, Xi Yu, because this child is really talented and intelligent, although he is a concubine, he has a big advantage over other direct descendants.

"died."

"Oh. Why did you follow him?" Fuli pointed to the people around him.

"I want to go to my mother's hometown." Daman said.

"His mother is Han." Fuli said to Mu Qianshan, took his hand, squeezed it tightly and said to Daman, "This brother will not go back, he will stay here."

"...Then what is uncle going to do?"

"I will ensure that you have no worries about rice and salt in this life, and enjoy the rest of your life in peace, but for the rest of your life, you must not step out of the royal city."

"Daman doesn't want to." The child answered decisively.

Mu Qianshan held his hand for a while, and seeing that he didn't intend to let go, he shook it off.Fuli saw his eyes cast into the distance, seemed to be in a trance, touched his nose, and continued to ask Daman, "Want to go to the Central Plains?"

"Yes."

"If so, let you never come back in this life?"

"Then I won't come back."