Hearing Mu Saren's call, the man became even more severe, and he frowned and said to Mu Saren, "Xiao Jiu, don't tell me that you came back for that cold again." Do you still think that my Turkic royal family is not ashamed enough? ”

The tension between the siblings really surprised Mo Lian, who remembered that Musaren was the youngest child of the Turkic Khan, and her older brothers and sisters had spoiled her to the bone since she was a child, but he never imagined that the relationship between Musaren and his brother would be so tense.

I only heard Moussa Ren say, "Brother Huang, why do you think so? Her voice is still proud, and she is still the princess of Shaoyang, whom the people of the Western Regions were proud of.

"Isn't what I'm telling the truth?" The man seemed to be even more angry, "You are over twenty years old and unmarried, and your father will marry you again, but you are desperate to stay in Xiliang and not leave." All the time dragging the man who doesn't care about you. Xiao Jiu, do you know how the word shame is written? ”

Speaking of excitement, the man's big hand struck at Moussaren.

Mo Lian stepped forward and grabbed the man's hand, wondering why that clever little girl was so sluggish and let this person beat her. Even if this person is her brother, it is too much to beat her sister who has not returned home for a long time without saying a word or three.

"Mo Lian, don't interfere!"

Mu Saren used the Central Plains dialect, and Mo Lian turned around to find that the beautiful face of this high-flying Shaoyang princess had changed color.

And the chicken wings, lamb shank, and cheese are not good-looking.

Mo Lian never imagined that Musaren's return to the Turks would cause such big trouble.

When he felt sorry for the stubbornness of the little girl, the man had already thrown Mo Lian out of the box, and then shouted something to Mu Saren very quickly, and Mo Lian, who fell to the ground, couldn't hear what he said to Mu Saren. It's just clear that Moussa's eyes turned red in an instant.

He finally realized why Musaren didn't want him and Hanxi to accompany her back to Turks, and how could such an embarrassing scene be what she wanted the two of them to see.

When she felt distressed in her heart for Moussaren's stubbornness, Mo Lian had already changed her face.

He heard Musaren's crisp voice, "Brother Huang, this is my own business, even if you are my brother, please don't interfere with my decision." ”

The man snorted, "If you weren't my sister to Tomure, would I care if you lived or died?" You dead-eyed girl, if you marry someone else in the future, don't run to me and cry! ”

The more he talked, the more angry he became, Prince Tomurey pointed at Mo Lian and said, "Xiao Jiu, you are really getting bolder and bolder now, do you really think that my father and I dare not do anything to you?" Who is he? It's just that Prince Mo Xi is an unfavored confiner, such a person, you dare to bring me into the Turks! ”

"Brother Huang, please apologize for what you just said to Mo Liandao!" Mu Saren raised his eyes and met Tomure's gaze, "Mo Liancai is not an unsightly forbidden man, he is the younger brother of Hanxi, and he is the king of Xiliang. ”

Looking at his sister's determined gaze, Tomurey was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Mo Lian disdainfully and said, "What kind of ecstasy soup did that Hanxi pour you, and it's worth your life for him?" Now you are still protecting this person for him! Are you a fool to be a brother? Isn't the reason why Hanxi didn't marry you because of this demon? ”

"Brother Huang!"

Seeing that Musaren was also uncomfortable because of his quarrel with his brother, although Tomuré's tone was evil, it could be found from their conversation that Tomuré actually cared about his sister.

He finally knew that the chicken wings, the leg of mutton, and the cheese would be hostile to him, and it turned out that in the days when Musaren had returned home alone, such things had already happened countless times.

Mo Lian looked at Tomure's angry face and said, "Your Highness's words are wrong, how do you know that Brother Lu Dao is not in love with Musa?" As far as I know, the person that Brother Hanxi cares about the most is Moussa. ”

Tomurey glanced at Mo Lian as if he looked disdainful, the men in the Western Regions all admired the strength of power, although Mo Liansheng had a peerless appearance, but in Tomuré's eyes, this weak boy whose martial arts were not as good as his sister was just an embroidered pillow with a delicate face.

"I'm talking to my sister, so who are you going to interject?" Tomore's words struck Mo Lian with arrogance.

However, Mo Lian smiled softly, "Your Highness, Mo Lian knows that her qualifications are shallow, and it is difficult to become a climate, but Mo Lian is the king of Xiliang after all, even if His Royal Highness doesn't look at me, he always has to give his uncle some face, or is this move by His Highness to tell everyone that this is Turkic hospitality?" ”

Tomurey was naturally straightforward, and after listening to Mo Lian's words, he didn't like him but felt that he was reasonable, so he felt that he really didn't need to worry about anything with a helpless little baby.

"You, come in." Speaking stiffly in Chinese, Tomuré glanced at Morian and motioned for him to come in with him. Seeing that things were taking a turn for the better, Musaren couldn't help but smile, and pulled Mo Lian into the Turkic royal court.

And the chicken wings and the others followed closely together.

The royal court of Xiliang is gorgeous, while the royal court of the Turks is rude, when she first entered the royal court, Mo Lian couldn't help but think that she had walked into the stockade of the king of the mountain. The tiger skin on the throne really made him feel a little funny, but he also respected the changes brought about by cultural differences.

Tomuré looked at Mo Lian and said, "How much do you know Turkic dialect?" ”

Mo Lian smiled faintly, "Your Highness, just say it, Mo Lian must know everything." ”

Tomurey frowned, he had always hated the red tape of the Han people, and said succinctly, "You, the son of Princess Snow Lotus, heard that you went to the Ice Country as a guest. The prince of the Ice Nation is good. ”

Mo Lian caught the key words from Tomuré's words and understood Tomuré's intentions, "Your Highness is right, the two brothers of the Zichuan family are indeed very good. ”

Tomuré listened to Mo Lian's words, frowned and looked at his sister, and saw that Mu Saren also nodded at him, which was really believing Mo Lian's words.

"How do you think they compare to this king?"

As the eldest son of the Turkic Khan, Tomuré was naturally the future king of the Turks.

He has always been very curious about the famous Prince of Twin Lotus, and he wants to let the people in front of him see the difference between himself and the legendary Prince of Twin Lotus.

"Both of them are excellent." Mo Lian looked at Tomure's curious gaze and replied lightly, "However, even if you have good qualifications, there are always high and low. The Ice Country's crown prince, Zichuan Qingcheng, can be said to be flawless in every aspect. ”

"And the younger brother Zichuan Bingyue ......" said here Mo Lian paused, "Although Zichuan Bingyue is ruthless, but in terms of courage is not as good as his brother Zichuan Qingcheng, although he is good at lobbying and good at dancing with long sleeves, but in the end, he has a long love for children and a short period of heroic breath. It is difficult to become the king of leading a country. ”

Hearing Mo Lian's words, Tomuré thought for a moment and said, "Prince Snow Lotus is young, how do you know that he will not become a climate in the future?" ”

Mo Lian looked at Tomuré, it was true that judging from his age, both Zichuan Qingcheng and Zichuan Bingyue were still young, after all, this Turkic prince could be the father of the two.

"Age is the most deceptive of the royal family, and I think Your Highness knows that. Zichuan Bingyue is certainly excellent, no one denies his qualifications as the heir of the imperial family, but it is just a little dwarfed by his elder brother Zichuan Qingcheng. ”

Hearing Morlene say this, Tomuré seemed satisfied, he nodded, and just as he wanted to speak, a loud voice interjected.

"He is worthy of being the son of Princess Snow Lotus, so what do you think the prince of the Ice Kingdom compares to the dog?"

Mo Lian raised his head and saw an energetic old man, who looked to be fifty years old, and although his face was kind, he revealed a kingly aura that could not be concealed.

Moussa and Tomure bowed respectfully to him.

Even Mo Lian bent down and said decently, "Ask, Khan An." ”

The Turkic Khan nodded and said, "The visitor is a guest, since you are the younger brother of my nephew, then it can be regarded as my junior who calls me uncle with the cold." ”

Mo Lian wasn't sure what the khan meant at the moment, but seeing that Musaren nodded at him, he didn't want to call the khan anymore.

The Turkic Khan's eyes narrowed, and sure enough, he noticed Musaren's small movements. The Turkic Khan smiled even more happily, and he said, "My daughter seems to be very good with you!" Knowing the daughter Mo Ruo's father, Xiao Jiu has always been willful, and we all love her too much. I think she must have caused you a lot of trouble in Xiliang. ”

Mo Lian secretly screamed in his heart, he was not sure of the meaning of the Turkic Khan at all, and he really didn't know what to do.

Now I can only take one step at a time, Jiang is really still old and spicy!

Mo Lian also knew that the Turkic Khan was not optimistic about the marriage contract between Han Xi and Musaren, which was completely different from the people of the Western Regions, who saw the two as a match made in heaven.

Mo Lian really wanted to see that the Prince Mohe who could get the favor of the Turkic Khan, since he could get his blue eyes, the Prince Mohe felt that it was not as simple as the embroidered pillow in Musaren's mouth.

"Khan is serious, but Mouses has always taken good care of me. I think it would be a very happy thing for Brother Han to marry Mousa as a wife. ”

"Wife?" The Turkic Khan's eyes became a little sharp, "What do you think Gu Xiaojiu and the cold boy have been dragging their marriage contract for so long, but they don't get married?" ”

Mo Lian avoided the Khan's gaze and said, "Forgive Mo Lian for being stupid and not understanding what the Khan meant. ”

"I think you'll understand......"

The Turkic khan left with such a meaningful sentence and left.

He didn't even care about the questions that Mo Lian didn't answer at first.

After the Khan left, Mo Lian realized that her back was covered with beads of sweat.

It's a bad feeling!