In the tent, leaning on the wide tiger skin seat, feeling the softness of the tiger's fur, it seems that he can feel the tiger power, and Ji Louyuan is very satisfied with the gift offered by Fu Gu Huaijing. This tiger skin comes from an extremely rare white-fronted tiger, which was obtained by hunting in the spring hunt.

In order not to break the skin of the tiger, Fugu Huaijing completely relied on those iron fists to kill the white tiger alive. Then ask the experienced Hun old man to peel the skin to make this perfect tiger skin blanket.

Ji Lou Yuan was talking to Su Bu Chi Yi, the envoy of the Su Bu clan, and as time passed, more and more people began to lose their sincerity to Ji Lou Yuan, whose power was growing rapidly. Although the Xu Bu clan is a large Xiongnu clan on the right, the pattern of the Xiongnu has long been narrow so far, and the boundary between the left and right tribes is not as obvious as in the strong period, even the right Xiongnu are inevitably affected by Ji Louyuan.

The conversation was very pleasant, and as the younger brother of the Marquis of Xubu Gudu, Subu Chiti had outstanding abilities and was sent to contact Ji Louyuan. Looking up at Ji Lou Yuan, who was high on the throne of the tiger, there seemed to be a mighty tiger roaring in the meantime, Xu Bu Chiyi couldn't help but be in awe, and he admired Ji Lou Yuan in his heart. got up and said respectfully: "The prince's will, I will report to the patriarch, Chi Yi has taken his leave!" ”

Looking at the back of Xu Bu Chi Yi out of the account, Ji Lou Yuan was thoughtful, he admired Su Bu Chi Yi very much, if he could accept it, Su Bu might be able to support him in the future.

Lying on his back in the chair, Ji Louyuan closed his eyes a little tiredly. In the past period of time, his reputation has become more and more grand, his influence among the Xiongnu tribes has become greater and greater, and his strength has steadily increased, and the effort consumed has increased.

After working hard for so long, Ji Louyuan only now feels that he can control his own destiny, and has the power of self-preservation, and there are more than 3,000 pro-troops under his command, which is the strongest army among the Xiongnu tribes.

A pair of soft jade hands climbed up Ji Louyuan's shoulders, massaged him a few times, and rubbed his temples lightly for a while, making him feel comfortable for a while. Looking up, a young and beautiful woman, leaning on her side, with moth eyebrows and jade cheeks, with the heroic spirit of a grassland woman, revealing the style of a young woman on her face.

This woman is Lan Yu, the daughter of Lan Zhi, who is the head of Zuo Da, and is dedicated to Ji Lou Yuan in early spring. Full of warm thoughts, it is rare to have such a beauty on the grassland, Ji Lou Yuan will not refuse, and enjoy it in the account, but he has not relaxed his vigilance in the slightest for Lan Zhi's careful thinking.

"That's the people of the Subu clan, the prince is getting more and more powerful, and even they are starting to move closer to you!" A soft voice rang in my ears.

Ji Lou Yuan looked at Lan Yu playfully, and said coldly: "Inquire clearly, do you want to report to your father?" ”

Hearing Ji Louyuan's cold voice, Lan Yu suddenly panicked, her body shook, and she immediately knelt at Ji Louyuan's feet: "The slave family doesn't dare, they have never had such a thought." ”

Ji Lou Yuan sat up, stretched out his right hand and lifted Lan Yu's chin, making her face up, and her tender face and red lips were also attractive. sneered: "Lan Zhi has also put a lot of effort into putting your cousins and sisters next to me to watch, what are you thinking, when I don't know?" ”

Lan Yu shook her head vigorously, and said with some emotion: "What does my father think, the slave family doesn't know anything, since he entered the prince's account, he has been loyal to the prince, and has never revealed any news to his father, and I hope the prince will find out!" ”

With pear blossoms on his face, he wanted to cry, Ji Lou Yuan let go of Lan Yu when he heard this, leaned on the tiger skin, looked at it and asked coldly, "Oh? If Lan Zhi is my enemy in the future, which side are you on? If I want to kill him, what will you do? ”

Lan Yu's body trembled significantly when she heard this, a wave of hesitation and struggle flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly prostrated at the feet of Ji Louyuan, and said with a crying face: "The slave family is already the prince's person, the prince is the heaven of the slave family, no matter what happens, the slave family is on the prince's side!" ”

Ji Lou Yuan didn't have the slightest emotion on his face, oh, and let Lan Yu kneel on the ground. He knew that Lan Yu hadn't revealed any information about himself to Lan Zhi, otherwise he wouldn't have talked to her like this, just knocked and knocked her. But he still has to be on guard, because he is a woman of the Lan family, and he has never been at ease with Lan Zhi, the old fox.

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It was June, and the Hetao was in the season of fresh wind, and Ji Louyuan took dozens of guards to run inside and outside Meiji, shuttling between the felt tents. The zigzag and gentle flow of water is like a ribbon, passing through the Xiongnu station, stretching out, and converging towards the great river.

"Brother Ji Louyuan!" A crisp voice stopped Ji Louyuan, and when he turned his head, he saw that a little boy with a tiger's head was facing him, six or seven years old. Ji Lou Yuan smiled faintly: "It's all hatred!" ”

The little boy's name is Du Qiu, but he is the son of Hu Zheng's concubine, Ji Lou Yuan has an indifferent relationship with Hu Zheng, and has little emotional connection with his wife and concubines. It's just that Ji Lou Yuan's reputation has been famous in the grassland in recent years, and his deeds can often be heard, and they all worship Ji Lou Yuan.

Seeing that Ji Lou Yuan stopped, Du Qiu ran towards him with small steps, and a maid beside him hurriedly pulled Du Qiu over, wrapped it in his arms, Du Qiu couldn't break free, and was so anxious that he cried a little.

Ji Lou Yuan dismounted and said coldly: "Are you trying to prevent my two brothers from getting together!" When the maid heard this, she immediately panicked, and fell to her knees, not daring to say anything.

Du Qiu was let go, trotted to Ji Louyuan, hugged his thighs with both hands, and looked up at Ji Louyuan full of admiration and eagerness.

"Du Qiu, come back quickly, your brother Ji Lou Yuan still has important things to do, don't disturb him!" A soft and charming voice sounded in his ears, and out of the felt bag came a beautiful woman, less than thirty years old, dressed in a Hun noblewoman's costume, hanging a lot of jewelry and charms, it was the concubine of the Yan family.

The chest is towering into the clouds, the steps are moving, and the maturity is full of charm. Especially the charming voice, which is very seductive, causing Ji Louyuan's heart to throb.

Hiding a trace of eagerness in his eyes, Ji Lou Yuan bowed his hand and said, "Ji Lou Yuan meets the Yan family!" The concubine returned the salute with her delicate body, and she didn't dare to slack off on Ji Louyuan.

Tankou said lightly: "Ji Louyuan, if you are free, you can come to my tent to find revenge, teach your brother well, and talk to me." The phoenix eyes stared at Ji Lou Yuan, as if he had a deep meaning, and then pulled Du Qiu and twisted his fat buttocks to return to the account.

When Ji Lou Yuan heard the words of the concubine, he was stunned at first, and there was something strange in listening to her words. After thinking for a while, he suddenly took a deep look at the concubine's tent, the outline of the beautiful woman's delicate body loomed, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but hang an evil smile.

"Let's go!" Ji Louyuan got on his horse and left with his guards. And on the side of the tent door, a pair of watery eyes secretly looked at Ji Louyuan and his party in the distance, biting their red lips, which was very tempting.