Abu's gaze swept over Jewel and Bright Moon, not only was he an incompetent prince, but he also coveted beauty, and if Beijon was handed over to him, he would one day be ruined. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is also the reason why he never chose to take sides, if an incompetent prince inherits the throne, he will only ruin the foundation of Beirong, and he will not be able to deal with the leaders of other grassland peoples, let alone be the enemy of Daliang.

If the people are not convinced, the Beirong Imperial Court will be in danger.

But the fourth prince Su He is ruthless, and for them, the generals who lead the troops, he is a prince who is not easy to control. Although if he inherits the throne, he is bound to lead Beirong to become stronger and stronger.

He turned back to the two personal soldiers he brought in and said, "Protect the third prince, stay in front of his tent, and don't leave." "Two pro-soldiers commanded. The third prince waved his hand: "Abu, go back and rest." ”

Abu glanced back at him and stepped out of the tent.

The night was hazy, it was already late at night, and the grass was stained with heavy cold dew, and General Bu went back to his tent in order to lead his own soldiers to patrol the barracks, and there was nothing unusual.

After lying down to rest for only a quarter of an hour, he suddenly turned over and got up, instantly pulled out the big knife hanging on the side of the bed, and said sharply: "Who is it!" ”

Five paces away from him, in the center of the tent, stood a woman, hidden in the darkness, cloaked, silent.

He didn't even notice how she got in, and he didn't even react to the soldiers at the door.

The woman took a few steps forward, raised her hand and took off her hat, revealing a bright and beautiful face: "Qiu Muling? Abu, it's me. ”

Abu saw her face clearly, and his eyes flashed with shock and bewilderment, as well as a glimmer of joy that even he didn't notice: "It's you......"

The woman walked slowly in front of him and half-knelt down: "It's me, Abu, it's me." She took his hand and pressed it to her face: "I'm back, Abu." ”

General Bu suddenly stood up, and his voice was terrified: "You are already dead...... I saw you jump off a cliff with my own eyes......"

The woman shook her head and grabbed his hand: "I'm not dead, I've been saved." She pulled him: "Abu, I'm really back, look at me." ”

General Bu was far away from her, as if he hadn't reacted yet, he suddenly stepped forward, grabbed her shoulder and shook it: "Then why do you want to come back, since you are gone, you shouldn't come back, that position no longer belongs to you." ”

His voice was hoarse and painful: "He already has a new queen, and he will never recognize you again." The woman suddenly pushed him away, lowered her voice and said sharply: "That position was originally mine!" I am the real Queen of Beijung! ”

Her eyes were as bright as revenge, which made people frightened: "That position, including this Beirong, should be mine...... It's mine. Her voice gradually lowered, knelt on the ground, and covered her face: "My son is the real prince of Beirong." ”

Abu stood up and was shocked, "You have his child?" The woman raised her head to look at him, suddenly grabbed his hand, and her expression was calm: "Abu, you help me, I want to go back." "She wants to return to the royal capital and take back everything that belongs to her.

"Su Min is not suitable, Su He is too vicious, the other princes are incapable, only me...... Only my son, as long as he becomes the real king of Beirong, I promise that I will give you half of the military power of Beirong......"

Her voice was like a dream, which made people fascinated and heartwarming: "Our mother and son can only rely on you, I won't lie to your Abu, please help me." ”

Qiu Muling Abu looked at her, his eyes shaking, and his mind was in turmoil.

This is the woman he once loved, but in the end she became the queen of King Beirong, with a noble status and high status.

She was full of ambition and assisted the king of Beirong in a powerful country, but in the end she failed after a coup d'état, was disgusted by the king of Beirong, and committed suicide by jumping off a cliff.

He knows that she has always been a restless woman, always wanting to stand at the top like a man, she has a ruthless viciousness that many men do not have, can stimulate a person's inner ambition, and let people see the possibility of achieving brilliance.

But he was attracted to her like this, as if she was a light that led him forward, and he couldn't extricate himself.

"Where is your son now?" Abu asked. The woman looked up at him, and a hint of joy crossed her eyes: "He's in a safe place." She held his hand: "As long as we can control most of the power of the imperial court, I can take him back." ”

Abu looked at her, suddenly held her face, and kissed her fiercely: "You ruthless woman...... You're not going to end well......" He reached out and reached through the hem of her dress, trying to crumple her and take her apart to see what her heart looked like.

He loved her so much, but she was able to throw herself into the arms of others, and now she begged for mercy and cried in front of him, begging him for help.

Knowing that there may be a trap ahead, knowing that all she loves is power, he has to sink for her.

The woman raised her hand and embraced him, letting him wreak havoc on her, her eyes full of triumph and calculation.

Qiu Muling Abu was still the same as he was at the beginning, a small man, chasing her in the garden.

When he grew up, his eyes still followed her, like looking at the snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountain, full of reverence and love.

It's pathetic.

Twenty years ago, the Beirong Imperial Court was not as prosperous as it is today.

The newly enthroned King Beirong was very fond of a woman from Daliang, and it is said that he snatched it from Daliang when he was a prince.

In the backyard of the imperial court, a small girl knelt on the grass and played, unlike other Beirong children, she had a delicate face, petite cheeks, and fair complexion, faintly showing how she would be when she grew up.

She is very much like her mother, with the blood of the Great Beam.

She picked a bouquet of flowers and scurried down the corridor to her mother's room, all the palace people along the way ignoring her.

-- but an appendage to the woman the king brought back.

She called out to her mother as she pushed the door open, and in the darkness, her mother was lying on the bed like a rag, her clothes were disheveled, and a man was lying on top of her, sweating profusely and panting like a cow.

Her mother, pale, looked up at her, her gaze softened suddenly, and she reached out to her, as if trying to grasp the last straw.

The man on top of her looked up at her, his gaze as cold and fierce as an eagle.

A palace maid suddenly picked her up, closed the door, and said softly in the language of the beam: "Xiaoque, you go out to play first, and then come back to your mother, okay?" ”

In this imperial court, the only palace maid who can speak Daliang is called Alan, who is the best person to her except for her mother.

She taught her to speak the Beijung language, taught her to tame wolves, she could also cook the dishes of the beams, and when her mother couldn't take care of the little girl, this palace maid raised her like her own daughter.