"Hey, what are you muttering?" Outside the cell, a soldier crossed Erlang's leg and threw the remaining melon seed shells at Raune's tartars.

"Chief, you said Khan, will he surrender?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense, we believers of the Eagle God, we would rather die than give in."

"Well, I hope so."

A month later, Jiang Mo changed the name of the country to Dachang and the year name to Yitian, and since then Jiang Mo has become the youngest queen mother in the world, only sixteen years old, and the world calls her the Queen Mother of the Holy Spirit.

In the same year, Tatar became a vassal state of the two countries of the Dachang Empire, no one knows, what happened that night, only from some gossip in the street market can guess a few points, that night, the sleeping Tatar Khan, slightly smelled a light fragrance, into the heart and spleen, suddenly, the Tatar Khan, changed his mind.

Some people say that it is God's will, and some people say that this is the queen mother's drug, Gu people's hearts, for a while, there are different opinions, but gossip, after all, will disappear with the passage of time, but it has become a pastime after tea and dinner, when there is nothing to do.

The only people who really know the inside story are the Khan and Jiang Mo himself.

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Young Khan, Ali. Mushan, captured for defeat, imprisoned in the palace prison, this night, a few days of worrying about the country and the people, he was exhausted, could not bear the heavy sleep, groggy sleep, when the son woke up at three o'clock, suddenly smelled an elegant fragrance like jasmine, hazy but unpredictable, rubbed his eyes, the moon outside the iron window vaguely shot in, a vague figure loomed, she walked out of the shadows, plain white Wangxian clothes, only a silk ribbon tied, three thousand green silk like a laxative, Naturally drooping behind her head, Yuehua and Su Yi were extremely coordinated, she walked towards him, the lotus step moved lightly, stirring the air, the young khan, did not make any movement, let him walk towards him, she stretched out her hand to him, for him to pluck the thatch leaves stained on his head, Hao wrist frost snow.

"Who is she?" Alimushan thought.

"Dare to ask the girl's surname?" Alimushan, who has been well-educated since childhood, is proficient in Chinese, and inadvertently touched her withdrawn hand, and the cold touch passed down the skin into her heart.

"Khan, dare to ask if you still have a little girl in your heart after tonight?" Jiang Mo asked.

"This, naturally, the girl is the best-looking person I have ever seen in my life." Ali Mushan said, his wheat-colored cheeks were slightly red, as bright as an eagle.

"However, I heard that you will be executed by the Queen Mother in the near future." Jiang Mo also looked at Alimu Mountain with a reluctant face.

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That's all I have to tell me about it, and sometimes I wonder if I'm still awake from a thousand-year-old dream, because everything in front of me is too empty.

I heard that the Western Regions were a little uneasy, but that was all for later。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。 (To be continued.) )