A night breeze, with faint music and the smell of barbecued meat, wafted into the tent.

It was already dark, and it was time for the celebration.

Yuan Xuan was standing at the door, smiling slightly, against the light, like a handsome statue.

Seeing Xiling Lan turn his head to look over, he took a step forward and lowered the curtain.

"In the past few days/Your injuries have healed, and you are bored in the tent every day. Today is a small tribe to send beautiful women to talk, it's quite lively, why don't you go and see it? ”

Yuan Xuan suggested.

In the past few days, Xiling has been stuffy in the tent, and he knows that she must be panicking, but in front of him, he didn't say a word.

My heart is sad and distressed.

finally had the opportunity, and he naturally wanted to take her out for a walk.

Moreover, in the past few days, the atmosphere in the camp was faintly wrong, if he participated in the celebration, he left Xiling Lan alone in the tent, afraid that something would happen.

still take it with you, in the camp, with your own skills, you can always protect her.

Xiling Lan wanted to refuse, but as soon as he saw Yuan Xuan's pleading eyes, he couldn't say anything if he refused.

After thinking about it, it would be better for her to take a look, hearing is false, and seeing is believing.

If she really found out that the Desert King had any bad thoughts about Yuan Xuan, she reminded Yuan Xuan, and it was okay.

Thinking about this, Xiling Lan nodded happily and agreed.

Yuan Xuan was happy in his heart, turned his head and went out, and came in with a plate in a while.

On the plate was neatly stacked a loose and comfortable robe that desert women most often wore, a light blue color, and the material shone with a warm and flowing light, as if it was the first flowing blue water in early spring.

At first glance, you can see the extraordinary.

Next to the clothes were Yuan Xuan's heirloom jade pendant and a few precious accessories.

Xiling Lan changed into a robe, this loose robe was put on, and her good figure was all hidden in the robe, which made Xiling Lan more and more weak and slender, and it seemed that the wind could blow away.

For the jade pendant, Xiling Lan reached out and took it and handed it to Yuan Xuan, who had just turned around to avoid suspicion when she was changing her clothes.

"I promised you that I would restore your jade pendant to its original state, and then return it to Zhao, but now I finally haven't lost my word."

A touch of pain flashed in Yuan Xuan's eyes, but his expression was still calm, he took the jade pendant and rubbed it twice in the palm of his hand.

There is still the body temperature of Xiling blue on the jade pendant, and there seems to be residual fragrance on the ears and knots.

After a pause, Yuan Xuan put the jade pendant into his arms.

He said like no one: "Bring a veil." ”

Xiling Lan knew it, but she could only pretend not to know, and she put on a veil to cover her face.

The two walked out of the tent together.

The night in the desert oasis is cool.

Bursts of breeze blow on people's bodies, and the sense of heat disappears.

The huge oasis is full of lights, and from a distance, it looks like a star in the sky, reflected in the mortal world.

Along the way, countless bonfires were set up, and everyone was in their own groups, around the bonfire, roasting the whole sheep.

The air was filled with the smell of cumin and the smell of lamb being burnt.

At the entrance of the palace of the Desert King Zamuhe, there is a large open space, and the center of the celebration is here.

The clearing was crowded with people, singing and laughing.

The men filled the water bladder with spirits, took a sip of fragrant barbecue, accompanied by a sip of spirits, and talked loudly.

The women, dressed in their brightest and most beautiful clothes, like cheerful nightingales, walked and sang beside the men.

The men laughed for a while, and then they would throw the women a few beautiful little jewelry, or a little silver or something.

The smile on the face of the woman who gets the jewelry or the silver money becomes more and more coquettish, and the posture becomes softer and softer, almost dissolving into water and dissolving into the man's body