When they walked into the camp, Zhao Yuru saw a man sitting on a tiger skin chair at a glance, he looked very burly, with a big scar on the right side of his face, he was tearing the mutton in front of him, and his eyes were full of bloodthirsty killing intent.

Seeing such a character, Zhao Yuru suddenly felt that Ji Yuanjing was a doll pinched in flour, and then thought that Su Meng would not become like this in the future, right?

That's a shame!

"See His Majesty Ramadan!" Song Moqing held the festival in his hand and saluted the emperor of the Northern Barbarians.

"Hmm!" Ramadan sat up straight, looked at the few people standing in front of him, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Dayan has become more and more bad in the past few years, and she has let women come out to fight!"

"Hahaha!" Contemptuous laughter suddenly erupted in the camp, Zhao Yuru listened, rolled his eyes, and said slowly: "Yes, after all, women are enough to envoy to the Northern Barbarians!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Ramadan changed his face.

"What are you talking about?" A man stood up and lashed out. Seeing this, Su Meng hurriedly held him down, and then faced Ramadan and said, "Father, Sect Chief Zhao is a rare heroine who has made countless feats!" ”

Ramadan sneered, threw away the mutton in his hand and said coldly: "I know, Zhao Yuru, beat the grandsons of Xiji to the ground, didn't you?" ”

Zhao Yuru curled the corners of his mouth, and pretended to be reserved: "Don't dare to be!" ”

Ramadan stood up, slowly came to Yan Linjun, nodded and said, "I haven't seen you for a few years, is the prince okay?" ”

"Thanks to Your Majesty, it's not bad!"

"I heard that you finally married the princess, and I will make up for you the congratulatory gift another day!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Looking at the tone of these two people's words, it seems that the relationship is not bad!

After greeting for a while, Ramadan's eyes finally fell on Lin Yufu!

"Why doesn't my crown princess of the Northern Barbarians refuse to show us her true face until now?"

"Your Majesty, according to the rules of our Dayan, the bride cannot lift her hijab before passing through the door, it is unlucky!"

"Unlucky?" Ramadan said disappreciably: "We have all accepted you, a woman from a green house, as the crown princess of our Northern Barbarians, and you still care about these red tapes with me?" ”

Lin Yufu listened, chuckled and said: "Heroes don't ask where they come from, your ancestor king used to be just a slave of a noble family, and I, the crown princess from a Qinglou, are also a good match!" ”

Zhao Yuru listened, stared at Lin Yufu with eyes, thinking that this girl was really not afraid of death, and felt that the five big and three thick Northern Barbarian Emperors could slap her to death with one palm.

But Ramadan was not angry, he just smiled and said, "Okay, have courage!" It's also worthy of the blood of our Beiban! ”

Seeing this, Su Meng was relieved.

"But when you get to the Beiban, you have to abide by the rules of the Beiban! When you enter this tent, you are the crown princess of our Northern Barbarians, and this red cloth does not need to be covered! ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and directly lifted Lin Yufu's red hijab, a move that Zhao Yuru did not expect, and it was too late to stop it.

Lin Yufu frowned, her head was shaking because of Ramadan's rough pulling, she stretched out her hand to hold her phoenix crown, and glared at Ramadan with dissatisfied eyes.

With delicate faces and seductive eyes, all the Northern Barbarian nobles present stayed on the spot. Have they ever seen such a beautiful woman in their lives? Even Ramadan was stunned, Lin Yufu's beauty seduced the soul, no man could hide!

She looked at the red hijab on the ground, held back the anger in her heart, and said lightly to Ramadan: "How? Your Majesty, you're not disappointed, are you? ”

Ramadan came back to his senses and glanced at Su Meng with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"Sumon! You are indeed my son, and the most beautiful woman in the world has been married back by you. Yes, I'm satisfied! Your name, Lin Yufu? In the future, you will be my daughter-in-law, our noble crown princess of the Northern Barbarians! Ha ha! ”

After Zhao Yuru heard this, he shook his head, thinking that it was really useful to be beautiful. The so-called allure of the country and the city is not an exaggeration.

Hey, my face is much more useful than these two big copper hammers!

"Okay, Su Meng, what are you doing in a daze? Take care of your bride! Lord Wang, Lord Song, and this ······" He glanced at Zhao Yuru and didn't know how to describe her.

"If you don't mind, call me Mr. Zhao, it's good to listen to!"

Ramadan smiled, apparently feeling a liking for the group.

"Visitors are guests, please sit, serve good wine and food, and entertain our distinguished guests!"

The laughter of everyone and the sound of singing and dancing sounded again, Su Meng smiled and stepped forward to take Lin Yufu's hand, and the two came to the outside of the tent together, a person who looked like a priest was already waiting on the high platform, she was holding a red silk, her face was covered with red mud, Lin Yufu knew that this was the ritual of their northern barbarians, after receiving the blessing of the high priest, under the witness of heaven and earth, they would become husband and wife.

Although she was a little reluctant in her heart, Lin Yufu still let Su Meng lead her to the high platform. Zhao Yuru and others also came out to see the excitement, this Northern barbarian married for the first time.

"It's that simple, huh?" She said to Song Moqing: "Go up and listen to that old woman babble, even if you get married?" ”

"The Northern Barbarians have always admired nature, and there is not so much red tape!" Song Moqing nodded and said.

Ramadan also looked at the two people on the high platform with a smile.

Behind Ramadan stood Radhu. He clasped his hands to his chest, watching Lin Yufu's fiery red wedding dress dancing in the wind, and his eyes seemed to be hiding a fire.

"It's beautiful! This is, Goddess! He muttered to himself.

Lin Yufu's beauty can be said to have alarmed all the Northern Barbarians present, those people knelt on the ground, their eyes were obsessed, and some even knelt down like a girl.

The high priest looked at Lin Yufu, stepped forward, and tied the hands of the two together with red silk. When she stroked Lin Yufu's hand, she suddenly paused.

"Who are you?" The high priest looked at Lin Yufu and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Me?" Lin Yufu said with some puzzlement: "I am Dayan's princess of Dayan!" ”

The high priest didn't speak, but just stepped forward, held Lin Yufu's face and said, "What a beautiful face, but with a heart that doesn't belong to you!" ”

Su Meng was puzzled, looked at the high priest and said, "Priest, is there any problem?" ”

The high priest looked at Lin Yufu, then turned his head and asked Su Meng: "Your Highness, what do you like, is it the princess's skin or her heart?" ”

As soon as he heard this, Lin Yufu's heart suddenly beat a drum, it seems that this high priest knows something!

Su Meng looked at Lin Yufu, showed a hearty smile, and then said with a smile: "Whether it's the skin or the heart, it's what I like!" High priest, don't worry, I really like her! ”

Seeing this, the high priest glanced at Lin Yufu, hesitated for a moment, but still put the hands of the two together and circled them three times with red silk.

Zhao Yuru looked at Su Meng and Lin Yufu below, and did not forget to sour Yan Linjun a few times.

"Oops, I really didn't expect that Beiban's marriage ceremony was so simple. I won't give you a chance to lose your family! ”

"You don't speak, no one treats you as a mute!"

"Watching your woman marry someone else must be uncomfortable!"

Yan Linjun turned his head to look at Zhao Yuru and said, "When Song Moqing betrays you one day, I will definitely put on lights and beat gongs and drums to celebrate!" ”

"Oh, then I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for this day, it's a pity!"

Zhao Yuru showed a shyness expression, and as he spoke, the people above had already tied their hands, and then the high priest gave them a knife, and they walked to a live sheep that was tied to the side, Lin Yufu didn't know what to do next.

"Kill this sheep!" Su Meng whispered: "The two of us killed it together, if one knife can kill it, then our family affairs have been blessed by God." If the sheep died painfully, then ······"

Su Meng didn't continue, but Lin Yufu also knew what it meant.

"Whether it's one or two, death is painful!" Lin Yufu sneered and said, "Okay, let's start the ceremony!" ”

The red silk tied together with the knife in his hand slowly walked towards the lamb to the slaughter. The sheep struggled and screamed miserably.

"If you're scared, close your eyes!"

Afraid?

Lin Yufu showed a contemptuous smile, he was not afraid of killing, would he be afraid of killing a sheep?

"Where is the fastest death?" She asked softly.

"Heart!"

"Good!" Lin Yufu didn't say a word, and almost stabbed the knife into the heart of the sheep with Su Meng's hand! The entire hilt sank into the sheep's body, and blood splattered and spilled on both of them.

"Oh my God!" Everyone who saw this scene was stunned, Zhao Yuru covered her mouth, shook her head and said, "Lin Yufu is really ruthless!" ”

Ramadan was stunned, and after a moment, he took the lead and applauded!

"Good! All right! is worthy of being a woman of our Northern Barbarians! Powerful! ”

Le Du was also stunned, he frowned and said, "This woman in Su Meng is really different from ordinary women!" ”

In the midst of the mountain and tsunami of the crowd, the two slowly walked down the high platform and came to Ramadan.

Ramadan looked at Lin Yufu and said with a look of approval: "You are much better than the princess before!" ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the compliment!"

"Your ceremony has been completed, you are now my daughter-in-law, what should you call me?" Ramadan asked with a smile.

Lin Yufu hesitated for a moment, glanced at Yan Linjun on the side, and still called obediently: "Father!" ”

"Good! Very good! Ramadan stepped forward to untie the bloody red silk for them personally, and then held it high and said happily: "We are the Northern Barbarians, and we will have a hostess in the future!" ”

Ramadan did not have a queen, so Lin Yufu can be regarded as the most noble woman in the Northern Barbarians now!

"Look, what kind of life is this!" Zhao Yuru sighed and said, "What kind of life am I!" ”

The bonfire has been lit, and the Northern Barbarians are singing and dancing around the bonfire, and this send-off is easier than imagined. Maybe it was Lin Yufu's beauty and courage that conquered the Northern Barbarians, Zhao Yuru saw that Ramadan was full of praise for Lin Yufu!

"Why doesn't Ramadan have a queen?" Zhao Yuru asked in a low voice.

"In the Northern Barbarians, their king's harem can only have one wife, and except for the queen, almost no other women have a so-called position. Some people, even other people's wives, still live with their husbands after giving birth to the king! Song Moqing replied in a low voice.

"Huh? If this is the case, then their husbands can endure it? ”

"There's no way, on the grassland, all the women are the king's women!" Song Moqing shook his head and said: "That Aqi Gui, his biological mother is the wife of a nomadic man who passed by, and after being taken by Ramadan, she stayed by her side. Her husband had no choice but to leave, and after giving birth to Azigui, he found another man to marry! ”

"OMG!" Zhao Yuru shook his head and said, "Then how can I become a queen?" ”

Song Moqing was stunned, shook his head and said, "Probably yes, you really like their emperor!" ”

"That's great!" Zhao Yuru muttered to himself: "You can choose the person you like to spend your life with, unlike our emperor of Dayan, who can't choose to be with you for a lifetime." Miserable! ”

Song Moqing laughed, took her hand and said, "Aren't I also the person you chose to like?" ”

Zhao Yuru listened, smiled slightly, held his hand and said, "So I'm lucky!" If you look at that, you're not lucky! ”

The two looked at Yan Linjun, who was sitting next to Ramadan, with a sad face but still forced a smile, it was really pitiful!

"Hey!" Zhao Yuru sighed heavily.

At this time, she saw Le Du walking towards Yan Linjun with a big bowl of wine, it seemed that she was looking for him to drink!

"Oops! That's not going to work! Zhao Yuru got up and walked in the direction of Yan Linjun. Song Moqing couldn't pull her.

"Lord Wang, I see that you haven't drunk today, what's the matter, do you think our Beiban's wine is not good?"

Yan Linjun put down the meat in his hand, looked at the wine he was holding, and said with a smile: "How dare you dislike it?" The wine handed over by Prince Ledu himself, I have to drink anything! ”

With that, he reached out to take the bowl of wine, but the next moment it was taken by the other pair of hands.

Zhao Yuru stood next to them and said, "Oh, what kind of prince is that, why do you only respect him and not me?" I'm dying of thirst on the side! ”

Yan Linjun's hand fluttered, and she looked back at Zhao Yuru, as soon as she raised her head, a big bowl of wine was in her stomach! He lowered his head and smiled faintly, knowing that Zhao Yuru was afraid that something would happen to him if he drank.

I have to say that this Beiban wine is also a bit strong!

Zhao Yuru squinted, put the empty wine bowl on the table, and then pulled Le Du and said, "This wine is so good, come, drink two more bowls with me!" ”

Seeing Zhao Yuru so bold, Le Du was also a little shocked. This wine is so strong that it is not usually drunk by women!

"Mr. Zhao, it looks like you have a good amount of alcohol!"

"Isn't that good!" Zhao Yuru said proudly: "The few of you present are probably not my opponents!" ”

This sentence succeeded in arousing Ledu's interest, and he said with amusement: "Really? Don't talk big, the amount of alcohol that our Northern Barbarians drink can actually be compared to your Dayan people? Besides, a woman? ”

"Yoh?" Zhao Yuru crossed his hands on his hips and said disdainfully: "Then I'll teach you a lesson, let you know what it means not to underestimate our Dayan people, let alone women!" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked here, and Le Du also smiled, drank all the wine in the bowl, and then nodded and said, "Yes, serve the wine!" ”

Soon, two strong men brought up two tanks of wine, and Song Moqing was scared to death when he saw it.

"Lady! Don't be pushy! He hurriedly went up and pulled Zhao Yuru's sleeve and said, "If this tank goes down, it will die!" ”

Yan Linjun also frowned, stopping himself from drinking, why did he still fight with others?

"Sect Chief Zhao, listen to Lord Song, don't be reckless!"

Zhao Yuru also knew how much she was drinking, she looked at the wine in the tank, thought for a moment and said, "There is wine but no meat, how can this work?" ”

When Le Du heard this, he laughed loudly, and directly asked people to bring a roasted whole sheep and put it next to him.

"We don't have anything else in the Beiban, and the tender beef and mutton are guaranteed to let you eat all-you-can-eat!"

"Okay! Tell me, how to drink? Zhao Yuru asked with disdain on his face.

"Anyone can drink heavily, but whether to get drunk or not is a question. So be it, archery, each person first drinks ten bowls, and then shoots arrows. Just shoot the eyes of the straw men in the distance! Whoever misses first will lose! ”

"Archery?" Zhao Yuru was stunned for a moment, she hadn't cummed before!

She looked back at Lin Yufu, Lin Yufu nodded slightly, indicating that she knew how to shoot arrows!

"I haven't shot an arrow for a long time, let me practice my hand first!" Zhao Yuru opened the camp tent and walked out, there were indeed many straw people on the grass, which should be used to practice archery on weekdays.

Someone handed over a bow, Zhao Yuru's arm strength was amazing, such a heavy bow was like a cotton thread in her hand!

Su Meng and Lin Yufu also followed the crowd to the outside of the tent, and the big guys all stared at Zhao Yuru tightly, to see how this woman who didn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the sky would end up later.

"Archery, archery ······" She took a deep breath, raised her bow, pulled it full, and aimed it at the straw man not far away, thinking to herself that black bean-like eye was so small, how to shoot?

Although she didn't believe it in her heart, her hands were surprisingly steady, and her steps were even more solid! She let go of her hand, and the feather arrow slashed through a white light, hitting the straw man's eye, and the force was so great that it actually pierced five or six straw men!

"Wow! I'm so good! Zhao Yuru couldn't believe it!

Lin Yufu showed a smug smile, she was proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts, and a little riding and archery was not a problem for her at all!

This good arrow shocked the Northern Barbarians, and Le Du looked at Zhao Yuru in disbelief, it is rare for a man with such arm strength to be seen, let alone a woman!

Ramadan frowned slightly, he really underestimated this chubby mother-in-law!

"Prince Ledu, I'm not bad, right?" Zhao Yuru's proud tail was about to rise to the sky.

"Mr. Zhao, the head of the sect, really deserves his reputation!"

"So, is it better than that?" Zhao Yuru pointed to the water tank, Le Du had already boasted about Haikou, so naturally he couldn't retreat.

"You can shoot archery, but you don't have to drink!"

"Okay!" Zhao Yuru put away the bow and arrows, but also ignited the fighting spirit in his heart!

"Then, let's compare!"