"She walks with this king!" Yinyu protected Nian's behind him and isolated those obscene eyes who coveted Nian's.

He's a man too, and he knows how dangerous that look can be.

"Get out! This king will naturally come out when he is ready! ”

Yinyu casually threw the plate in the rebel's face and roared angrily.

"Who will show you how good you look?"

Yinyu took a brush and smeared it on Nian's face in annoyance, and then wiped it away with his fingertips.

He's still muttering that it's okay to look so good, what are you doing...

Nian Yaoyue: "....."

Her face was swollen and unkempt, where was she dressed?

She wouldn't be so stupid as to dress up herself when she was a prisoner of the enemy army, she wished she was dressed up as an ugly monster who made people want to lose their appetite when they looked at her!

Yinyu stared at Nian's cheek for a long time, and finally threw away the brush in his hand.

"Forget it, you'd better stay here, don't go!"

Yinyu suddenly denied himself, he remembered that the old boy of Galdan was morally corrupt, and he didn't even let go of his widowed sister-in-law.

"So do you want to go?"

Nian Yaoyue was pulled back and forth by Yinyu, going for a while, not going for a while, and being a little dizzy at this time.

"Don't go! Stay! Yinyu said, staggering towards the outside of the tent.

Only then did he walk out of the tent, and suddenly turned his head to look at Nian's again: "Master asked the little slave to talk to you~"

Nian Yaoyue nodded, Xiao Fourteen was quite careful, knowing that she was scared alone.

"Forget it! I'm waiting here for the little slave to come and leave! ”

Yinyu turned back to the camp, called the soldiers outside to give a few orders, and then sat on a chair and waited for the little slave to come.

It wasn't until the little slave came with the chain that Yinyu got up and left in silence.

"What's your name?" Nian Yaoyue remembered that she hadn't asked the name of the little slave yet.

"Eji calls me Mingyue Nu~" He likes this name and doesn't like the other one.

His great name, Gardantsel, is the name given by the Great Khan today, and it was his own uncle.

is also the enemy who killed his father and killed him, and he also bullied Eji.

"Bright Moon Slave? Nice, you just call me. Rice cake sister~"

Nian Yaoyue didn't prepare to report her real name, only her nickname.

The entire Qing Dynasty knew that Prince Yong was favored by the side Fu Jin surnamed Nian, and if someone in Dzungaria happened to know her, it would be miserable.

At this time, Nian Yaoyue hugged her arms and watched Mingyue Nu scratching her red, swollen and purulent palms with her hands.

"Don't scratch! I have frozen cream here, for you~"

Nian Yaoyue's body bones are not good, her blood is not smooth, and if the warmth measures are not done well, it is easy to get chilblains.

As a prisoner in this barracks, there is naturally no way to keep warm, and the heating basically depends on shaking, and there is a small red clay stove in the entire camp tent.

When she sleeps, her hands and feet are cold, and she always wakes up from freezing.

"These are all for you, take them back and use them slowly, if you run out, come back to me to get them!"

I have to say that the poor mountains and bad waters of Junggar have made the chilblain cream more effective than the chilblain cream that the fourth master found for her.

"Thank you," the boy said, sniffing and in a hoarse voice.

At this moment, someone outside the tent suddenly whispered. The boy followed the sound and left.

"I'll go get you something delicious~" After communicating with the female slave at the door, Ce Ling turned to Nian Yaoyue and said.

Nian Yaoyue snorted and watched the young man leave with a few slaves.

At this time, two young girl slaves came in and added charcoal pots. There was a faint warmth in the tent.

Hu Tian is in the north, and the curtain is snowy.

Nian Yaoyue was drowsy on the soft couch, and her nose was full of sweet fragrance.

Wrong! Why is there a sweet smell! Where does the aroma come from? She didn't put any incense in her tent!

She was so embarrassed like a pig's head, and there were still people who wanted to attack her so hard!

Realizing that something was wrong, Nian Yaoyue bit the tip of her tongue in pain, and a sharp pain swept over.

She barely regained some consciousness.

She immediately reacted that someone must have deliberately taken away the little slaves, and then let the female slaves who came in to change the charcoal basin do their tricks and feet in the charcoal basin.

Remove the only hosta from the bun and hold it in your hand. The sharp hosta pierced her palm, and she walked towards the outside of the tent with vague steps.

A one-eyed burly man walked in, and she remembered this person, it was Galdan's own brother, named Wen Chun.

He was the one who strangled her by the neck with a lassoe and took her captive.

"Miss Jiao is more coquettish than the women on our grassland, tsk, so smooth and tender."

Nian Yaoyue felt that her wrist was pinched, and her whole body fell into an arms with a strong smell of alcohol.

The choking aroma of fat powder mixed with the smell of wine, as well as the smell of mutton and the smell of wild leeks rushing to the nose, Nian Yaoyue was about to be smoked and vomited.

"Get out of here!" Nian Yaoyue used all her strength to poke the hosta into Wen Chun's eyes, but he snatched it lightly.

The disgusting pervert actually put her mouth to his wrist, lifted her sleeve, and kissed her little by little.

Nian Yaoyue suddenly trembled, and the cold was gusting.

"Bang!" At this moment, Wen Chun suddenly howled in pain.

There was water vapor on his body, and there were a lot of minced mutton hanging on him, and it turned out that a little slave had smashed a bowl of boiling haggis soup on Wen Chun's body.

As soon as Nian Yaoyue turned around, she saw the little slave glaring at Wen Chun with fierce eyes.

The furious Wen Chun wanted to pull the little mongrel's clothes and twist his neck off, but when he saw his fierce and resentful eyes, he was suddenly stunned, and his eyes were like a desert wolf.

"Let's go!"

The little slave was about to rush out while holding Nian Yaoyue's hand, when he suddenly remembered something, he took off the dirty cotton jacket he was draping on his body and put it on Nian Yaoyue.

Then he took off the horn that Wen Chun pinned to his waist and blew it.

"I'm sorry, Rice Cake, I don't have the power to take you away!"

The little slave clenched the horn in his hand and said with his head hung down with guilt in his eyes.

"From now on, as long as you turn around, I will definitely not leave an inch behind you!"

He couldn't take her away, but he could keep her behind.

Because she was the only girl willing to be friends with someone like him.

"Little bastard! Are you impatient? Wen Chun, who took off his armor, was shirtless, and half of his arms were burned red.

"The Great Khan said that she was an honored guest, and the third uncle actually attacked the guest, if the Great Khan knew, what would he do with you?"

"The Great Khan has arrived!"

At this moment, the voice of a soldier came, it was the person who gave Wen Chun a sentry.

Nian Yaoyue looked at Wen Chun's fearless appearance, and suddenly became angry.

I really want to tear my clothes apart, and make Wen Chun's light on her matter, so that this beast can't eat and walk around.

Thinking of the fiery temperament of the fourteenth master, Nian Yaoyue grabbed the hand of the placket and froze in place.

"Wen Chun, what the hell are you doing!" Galdan came to the camp with the fourteen princes with angry faces.

This younger brother is good at everything, and he is also a powerful right-hand man in the war, but the hero is sad and no one is closed, and he is merciful everywhere.

"Brother Wang, it's not me, it's the little rabbit cub, he clumsily sprinkled the mutton soup for the guests, if it weren't for my quick eyes, the guests would have been burned!"