The heirs of the Heavenly Pavilion retreated in vain again, she had already made up her mind to kill the two of them, at the cost of serious injuries, and even swallowed potions to force her potential, so that the body had side effects, but at the last moment, she saw the approach of the Turkic cavalry, thinking of the consequences of the humiliation and ravage, she had to retreat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

She is not afraid of death, but she never wants to let herself be humiliated and die without honor, which will be worse than death.

Luo Zhaoyun breathed a sigh of relief, he and Qingshuang were about to die with each other.

At this time, watching the woman in white go away, she staggered to look for the war horse in the distance, then jumped on the horse, and fled with a seriously injured body.

"Boom!"

The Turks approaching the hundred horsemen swept in, shouting and shouting, wearing leather armor and felt hats, all of them were burly, with deep eye sockets, high nose bridges, thick eyebrows, high foreheads and big ears, wielding thick-handled scimitars and spears in their hands, surrounding Luo Zhaoyun and Qingshuang.

"Uh-huh-"

These knights shouted, speaking Turkic language, Luo Zhaoyun and Qingshuang could not hear clearly, although they knew a little simple Turkic language, but what they knew was effective.

The two of them had no strength at this time, and there were still blood stains on their bodies, so they couldn't resist, just waiting for the arrangement of fate.

Qingshuang frowned, her face was dusty, sweat and blood stains were mixed, her hair was messy and dirty, and she couldn't see much beauty, but she was very worried that once she was captured and washed, the Turks would do some dirty things to her after seeing her appearance.

She was a little worried, and was even ready to commit suicide at any time, if the suicide attempt was really ravaged, she must live, and then kill all the Turkic men.

Qingshuang was ruthless in her heart, as long as she was humiliated, she would become a ghost, and she would stay in the grassland all her life, and she would not kill the men of the grassland, and she would not kill them, but castrated them all, so that this nation would be extinct.

However, these Turks, apparently all soldiers, did not do all kinds of evil like the Turkic bandits, they just surrounded the two of them, did not move their hands and feet, and soon there was the sound of horses' hooves in the rear, and there were convoys and cavalry galloping forward.

A Turkic cavalry went to pay their respects, and soon a delicate and ornate carriage drove by, and the curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing the figure of a woman.

"What happened?" The woman asked in Turkic.

"Someone was found injured here, it seems to be from the Central Plains." A Turkic centurion replied.

"Oh!" When the woman heard the Central Plains, she immediately felt a little good, after all, she had half of her bloodline, that is, the Central Plains Han people, and she was also of royal blood.

The woman looked like she was about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in a bearded skirt, with a long skirt floating like a cloud around, colorful and bright, with a string of tiny silver bells hanging on her body, and a gold-pink felt on her head, her face was beautiful, and her eyes were as clear as a lake.

She walked over, looked down at the men and women who were half-leaning and half-lying on the ground, frowned, and didn't think that the two of them were covered with blood, and they seemed to be very heavy, and asked in the Central Plains: "What is your name, why are you here, and there are such serious injuries." ”

Luo Zhaoyun was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this Turkic girl to know Chinese in the Central Plains, and he was suddenly a little happy, and replied: "My name is Ning Ze, her name is Xia Ya, we are a pair of lovers, but because of the opposition of the family, we secretly escaped, and wanted to hide at the border pass, but we were chased and killed by the family, and we almost lost our lives just now, but fortunately, the people who chased and killed us heard your cavalry, so we were scared to retreat, otherwise, we would be in danger." ”

Qingshuang was stunned, and was said to be his lover, looking a little scared and unnatural.

The Turkic girl was skeptical, but she had heard her mother mention that the Central Plains people were full of lies and could not be easily trusted, but she saw that the man and woman were close together, their eyes were full of emotion and worry, and they were indeed like a pair of lovers, and with such a serious injury, the credibility increased.

"I'm Tag, I'm going to see my mother and attend the Prairie Festival, would you like to go?"

Luo Zhaoyun is now seriously injured, worried that the heirs of the Heavenly Pavilion have not gone far, and, once he refuses, he is also worried about encountering other Turkic rogues, for the sake of safety, he nodded and said: "Yes, as long as we can avoid trouble and recuperate, we can follow you to the depths of the steppe, thank you, beautiful Tag." ”

The Tag girl smiled slightly and said: "I am half of the Central Plains, I have read some Central Plains books in the grassland, but there is a lack of communication, just through you, I know about the recent events in the Central Plains, and there are some books, I need to explain them." ”

She turned around and instructed the guards to vacate a caravan for Luo Zhaoyun and Qingshuang to ride, and asked the maid to prepare a medicine box and two sets of clean men's and women's clothes for the two.

"Thank you." After Luo Zhaoyun and Qingshuang expressed their gratitude, they got into the carriage.

The convoy continued to move forward, and the two of them did not expect to be blessed by misfortune, but they turned evil into good fortune and met a kind Turkic aristocratic girl who was hospitable and rescued.

Luo Zhaoyun saw the number and equipment of the guards outside through the curtains, and analyzed: "This Tag girl seems to be the daughter of a Turkic nobleman, and there are so many guards to protect her, and her status is not low!" ”

Qingshuang muttered to herself, "Tag...... Tag, it sounds familiar. Qingshuang muttered to herself.

Luo Zhaoyun asked, "Qingshuang, what are you thinking?" ”

Qingshuang suddenly said: "Ah, I remember, Tag is a Turkic language, if you use the Central Plains dialect, it actually means a princess, the Turkic prince is called Tak, she is a princess, I don't know, which tribe is the princess?" ”

After listening to her analysis, Luo Zhaoyun said: "It seems that the only one who can be called a princess is the daughter of the Turkic Khan, half of her bloodline is from the Central Plains, is she the daughter of Princess Dasui?" ”

In order to win over the Turks, the Sui Dynasty used a divisive strategy, and once married two princesses of the clan to the Qimin Khan, first Princess Anyi, but after she married the Turks, she died of illness within a few years.

In the Sui generation, the Turkic chieftain married two princesses in a row, and only Qimin Khan was the only one

However, in the fifth year of the Great Cause, Qimin Khan died of illness, and his son Du Jishi succeeded to the throne, called Shibi Khan, married his stepmother, Princess Yicheng, as Kedun, and continued to make peace with the Great Sui and get closer.

"Zhaoyun, are we really going to the depths of the Turks?" Qingshuang didn't know what he was planning, so she asked.

Luo Zhaoyun nodded, and said solemnly: "Yes, for the time being, we have nowhere else to go." Let's do it, let's use a pseudonym, while healing, while following to the servant bones, along the way to understand the Turkic customs, it is also good for me to get up in the future, know yourself and know the enemy, once our strength is restored, the huge steppe, can not trap us, when the time comes, just leave, who can help me? ”