"Can't stand it?" Nangong Yun grinned, and pressed her in her arms to herself domineeringly, "You keep saying that you were forced to marry me, but now you can't stand it?" He was deep, his masculine tone surprisingly slow.

"Although I said that you will do whatever you want, I will not accompany you." With that, she wrenched his arm away.

"Give me back!" He forcibly pulled her back from half a step out of his arms.

"Ahh She cried out.

His rude movements tore at her fragile arm, Zhao Qingqian turned his head and glared at him, his misty eyes returning to their previous stubbornness.

This scene was seen by all the people present. The accompaniment of the tambourine stopped abruptly, and Asena stopped dancing the waist branch of the seductive man like a water snake, and her dark black eyes revealed a strange treachery.

"This is not a peerless country, you can come as you want, and you can leave as you want." His attitude turned cold and hard.

Her eyes widened, and after a while, she asked him word by word, "Is it possible, I don't even have the freedom to go?" The sour and bitter feeling surged into Zhao Qingqian's heart, her throat choked inexplicably, and his coldness and brutality made her even colder.

The illusion of peace that has been in the past few days has been completely disillusioned at this moment! The eyes of the crowd around her seemed to laugh at her innocence.

From the moment she promised her father, she always wanted to stay sober, and now it has been proved that she is still like a fool, and that there are many things in the world that are not as simple as she imagined.

Originally, she thought that as long as she sincerely repented, he would treat each other with sincerity, but the reality was not as simple as she imagined, and she couldn't figure out his mind at all.

"Don't talk to me about freedom! The road was chosen by yourself, is it possible that you think that you are still the princess of the exquisite country now? Nangong Yun pursed his lips, sneered with a cold face, and then said sarcastically: "Tsk, you are acting like a jealous wife!" ”

Zhao Qingqian's face turned pale, and her big stunned eyes reflected Asena's sneering eyes.

"King Zhenxi, Princess Ruilian is still waiting for us to toast."

But Princess Ruilian of the Guizi Kingdom hung her neck from beginning to end, shrinking in the corner of the camp, and Nangong Yun's domineering seemed to make her unbearable.

"King Zhenxi, don't be angry, let Asena dance for you again!" Asena turned back and motioned for the tambourine to play again, and she moved her bewitching waist again.

Zhao Qing's big eyes were filled with tears, and his expression was like a sculpture doll, which made people unbearable. Until Ah Se Yu danced unbridled near Nangong Yun's side, and even attached his masculine body.

Zhao Qingqian couldn't stand it anymore, she gritted her teeth and shook off the iron arm that was clenching her, and almost tore off the fragile joints on her elbows.

"Princess!"

The steward Lao Wang blocked her way, he couldn't let Zhao Qingqian leave like this, if she left like this, she would not be able to raise her head in the Wusun Kingdom for the rest of her life!

"The clansmen didn't see you as a bride, so please drink this glass of wine to the princess," Lao Wang continued: "In the next generation, the clansmen will do it first as a respect!" He immediately threw his head up and drank it down.

These words resolved the embarrassing situation, and as soon as they heard that Lao Wang proposed to let the new princess drink the liquor in public, the drumming noise of the whole clan suddenly shook the sky. Zhao Qingqian glared at him in a daze, and for a moment he didn't understand Lao Wang's intention of suddenly asking him to drink.

"If you want to integrate into the Wusun people, it depends on whether you are willing to learn to be smart." Nangong Yun's cold voice pierced into her ears like a needle, and it sounded like a thorny irony in Zhao Qingqian's ears.

Raising her face, she met Asena's eyes, which seemed to mock her cowardice and incompetence.

Zhao Qingqian's heart tightened again for a while, and then she snatched the wine glass from Lao Wang's hand, raised her head and drank the cup of strong liquor.

"Ahem!"

After barely taking a sip, she was almost choked by the strong, pungent smell of alcohol, which had never been a drinker.

"Drink it all! If you drink it up, you are the people of our Wusun! A few people in the crowd raised their voices and shouted.

Nangong Yun watched her embarrassment coldly for a long time, as if he didn't see that she had already choked on the spirits and her face was flushed. Zhao Qingqian raised her eyes to meet his cold eyes, she pressed her chest, and tears of grievance almost burst out of her eyes.

"Drink! Drink it up! More people were egging and shouting.

She stared blankly at her husband, the man who was almost cold-blooded. Finally, he held his breath and forced himself to pour the remaining bitter juice from the wine bottle.

Everyone erupted in cheers, and the empty wine at the bottom made Nangong Yun's expressionless cold face move, and at the same time won the enthusiastic applause of the Wusun people.

But drunk by the strong smell of wine, the sun on both sides of Zhao Qingqian also began to ache faintly, and her heartbeat almost exceeded her load.

"Uncomfortable, right? It was the strongest liquor in Wusun. Nangong Yun said coldly, his deep eyes shining with strange stars.

Zhao Qingqian frowned, trying to discern whether there was a hint of sarcasm in his words. But almost immediately, her eyes began to glaze, her head began to dizzy, and the sound of the tambourine in her ears rang again, as if to distract him from her.

Zhao Qing's shallow misty eyes saw that Asena's enchanting figure moved again, and after drinking the glass of spirits, it didn't change anything, and his eyes returned to Asena and no longer paid attention to her. But perhaps because his attention was on Asena, at least, he didn't force her anymore.

Asena's enchanting dance made the mood of the Wusun people high, and none of the people in the emotional crowd noticed that Zhao Qingqian staggered to her feet and staggered out of the camp, this time, including her husband.

The climate of the desert is as cold and cold as its moonlight.

Zhao Qingqian walked with disordered steps, relying on her memory to the apse that the palace people led her through, and the bone-chilling cold along the way simply froze her unconscious.

Her headache was getting worse and worse, and the heat of the wine was dissipating the remaining heat from her body, and although the dizziness of drunkenness had subsided somewhat, the cold chill had penetrated into her body and began to flare up on both sides of her forehead. Zhao Qingqian's willpower could no longer withstand the terrible pain, and finally collapsed on the path leading to the palace.

"Shallow!" Chang Hao's voice suddenly appeared in her ears like a dream.

Zhao Qingqian struggled to half-open his eyes, and saw Chang Hao's familiar face, which could always teach her peace of mind, appeared above his head.

"You're sick!" Seeing her unusually red cheeks, he couldn't help but hug her without saying anything, and Junyi's face revealed deep pity and reluctance.

"My head hurts." She murmured weakly and painfully, and even a word at this time was painfully slowing her will.

"Shhh Chang Hao slowed down and slowly squatted down, placing her in the most comfortable and warm position in his arms, and then took off the fox fur on his body and covered her.

"It's warm." When the fox fur on Chang Hao's body covered her, Zhao Qingqian let out a sigh of satisfaction.

From the moment Zhao Qingqian left the camp, he had been following her. In fact, he knew exactly what had happened in the camp tonight, and he knew that she had drunk the liquor in a rage, a spicy wine that even a samurai could not swallow three sips.

The reason why Asena can drink a whole glass of wine without caring is related to her background, Asena's parents are well-known winemakers in Wusun Country, she has grown up in the smell of alcohol since she was a child, and she has long been accustomed to all kinds of wine flavors, even so, she can drink a glass of spicy wine without changing the color.

Seeing Zhao Qingqian's frowning in pain, Chang Hao's heart was like a knife, and he almost wanted to ask her immediately if he was willing to leave with him? He wanted to take her to the far ends of the sea. But he also understands that the reality may be urgent, but now is definitely not the best time to speak.

Unable to contain the excitement in his heart, he pressed his forehead against her cold forehead, feeling her warm, rich breathing. He couldn't imagine in his dreams that meeting again would be in such a heart-wrenching and helpless situation!

"Looks like you found her first."

Nangong Yun's deep voice awakened Chang Hao's vigilance, and he turned his head abruptly while gently letting go of the thoughts in his arms.

"I was about to go to the camp to warn you, Princess..."

"She drank an extra glass of wine just now, and I'm looking for her, so it seems that I let you meet her first." Nangong Yun's handsome face flashed a cold smile. As soon as he finished speaking, he walked up to Chang Hao as a matter of course and hugged his princess.

"I happened to be passing by, and it looks like the princess is not feeling well." Chang Hao's tone turned stiff, and his face was expressionless at the moment.

"Really? It seems that Qingqian is infected with the wind and cold," he took off the fox fur on Zhao Qingqian's body and handed it back to Chang Hao, and at the same time hugged the person in his arms, deliberately pressing her resistless body towards him, until he saw Chang Hao's face distorted.

"Next, I will take good care of her, and I won't worry about General Chang."

Shallow? Such an intimate title almost broke Chang Hao's heart.

"I'm afraid that Qingqian's condition will worsen, so I won't talk to the general more. At this time, the camp has not yet ended, and the general can return to the camp to enjoy himself. ”

After speaking, Nangong Yun didn't wait for Chang Hao to answer, turned around and left with Zhao Qingqian, not allowing Chang Hao's gaze to stay on her face for another second.

Just now he clearly saw the damn satisfied expression on her face when Chang Hao's fox fur covered her body! He won't give her a chance to be happy, he wants her to suffer, just like he lost the woman he loved!

Chang Hao, who was standing on the path, clenched his fists unconsciously, and he could only watch Nangong Yun take his most beloved woman away.

The biting cold and headache made Zhao Qingqian cling to the warm and wide chest to take temperature, and the comfortable temperature wrapped her body, wonderfully alleviating the terrible pain.

When Zhao Qingqian slowly opened his eyes and woke up, he found that he was already lying in a warm room, the lights in the room were bright, and a man was carrying the light on his back and the shadow on his body was covering him.