As far as he knew, his father had sent several people to secretly hunt her down, and even now, his father hated her, and hated to kill her as soon as possible.

He didn't dare to imagine what he was going to do on the day of the-for-tat.

Childhood memories emerged, his father loved him very much, since he was sensible, in his impression, his father was going to pass on the position of patriarch to him, but he didn't expect that Murong Qianran's mother would smuggle him into the Central Plains and erase his memory.

He is the eldest son in the family, it just so happens that his father only has two sons, and there are many daughters, when he did not appear, his father originally planned to pass on the position of patriarch to Mo Yan, but now that he appeared, his father's thoughts began to waver.

He didn't care about the position of the patriarch, and he didn't want to be estranged from his younger brother Mo Yan because of this, although Mo Yan had never had any obvious dissatisfaction with this, but he knew that the men of the Hazaqi clan were the most ambitious.

The picture in his mind turned in an instant, making him extremely depressed, what she wanted to do, he couldn't stop it, and he didn't want to stop it, because his father was not necessarily willing to let her go.

Such sleepless nights are not the first time, it is not that he can't be calm, it's not that he can't think of solutions, but all this is beyond his ability.

After another three or five days, the current situation has been in a state of stagnation, there is no movement in Gusu City, the same as the Hazarqi tribe, and even Xuanyuan's barracks are silent for a while.

The battle that night did not seem to have happened, the corpses on the battlefield were carried back by various countries, and the congealed blood stains were buried by the wind and sand, as if nothing had happened.

The reason why Murong Qianran didn't move was because two days ago, she had just sent a letter to Xuanyuan Che, asking Xuanyuan Che to send troops to support and transfer 200,000 troops.

There is no way, in this situation, Linlang does not come to attack, and the Hasaqi tribe does not move, but it is the best time for Murong Qianran, otherwise, with Xuanyuan's 60,000 remnants, how can they resist the attack of those two countries? Although * and bullets are abundant, she doesn't want to take risks, and she doesn't want to waste too much, after all, it's not easy to come by.

It's already the sixth day, and Murong Qianran can't stand it anymore, leading the troops to go out, in the wilderness, although the three meals a day are not very rich, but Murong Tanran is a person who has never been picky eaters, and it doesn't matter what he eats.

But I don't know what's going on, in the past five or six days, although the meals delivered every day are all different dishes, they are so unpalatable that they are hard to swallow, and the color and aroma have seriously damaged her vision and taste.

"What the hell is going on? Is it true that all the cooks in the barracks eat dry rice?" Murong Qianran glanced at the end plate sent by the soldiers, although the color was more pleasing to the eye than the lunch food, but the sour taste made her feel dizzy when she smelled it, she slammed the table, she couldn't stand it anymore, and with a cold drink, the soldier was so frightened that he knelt on the ground.

"Back to ...... Returning to China, this ..... This... It's not for you to arrange someone to do it... of"? The soldier lowered his head and said in a trembling voice.

Murong was stunned for a moment, then frowned and asked, "The person I arranged?" When did I arrange such a terrible cook to cook for me"? With that, she gestured to the food on the plate.

"Yes...... But the chef ..... The words of the national teacher came, saying..... It is said that it is arranged by the national teacher.... Arranged .....".

Murong Qianran was puzzled again, and then couldn't help but think, could it be that the study sent by another country was mixed in the barracks?

"Bring me the cook right away."

"Yes," the soldier immediately ran out of the main camp with a roll, and after a while, brought with him a bearded man.

"Returning to the national teacher, the cook will bring it", the soldier knelt down, replied respectfully, after speaking, he looked at the cook beside him, but saw that he did not kneel, and couldn't help but stare at the cook, as if to say, when you see the national teacher, don't kneel down, are you looking for death?

But the cook ignored the soldier's resentful eyes, turned his head and looked at Murong Qianran, his eyes were staring at Murong Qianran with a somewhat sultry look.

Murong Qianran also stared at the chef, with a full beard, unable to see his true face.

What makes her very strange is that now, in the barracks, which soldier dares to see her and not kneel? And he, not only did he not kneel, but he stared at her so boldly, but ..... Looking at his eyes, how can they be so familiar?

"May I ask the national teacher to come to me, what is the so-called matter?" Seeing that Murong Tianran didn't speak for a long time, the cook broke the silence and asked with a hint of ridicule.

Suddenly, Murong Qianran's pupils widened, and her blood-red eyes looked at the cook in surprise, she thought, she didn't have to guess, because she already knew who it was.

She glanced at the soldier kneeling on the ground, and waved her hand lightly: "You go down first, I have something to ask him."

The soldier was stunned for a moment, then looked at the cook, got up respectfully and withdrew.

Unbeknownst to him, as soon as the soldier withdrew from the tent, the cook walked leisurely to the chair and sat down without saying a word.

"The lady really doesn't know much about being a husband, it's been six days, and I found out, ...... it", he shook his head and looked at Murong with a big beard and said with a smile.

"Why are you still here"? Murong Tianran took two steps forward, came to him in an instant, and said with an extremely serious expression.

"If the lady doesn't leave, how can the husband rest assured that the lady will be left alone"? Bei Ying Hanxuan looked up at Murong Qianran, and his demonic tone was undoubtedly revealed.

"Aren't you afraid of being discovered"? Murong Qianran ignored Bei Ying Hanxuan's words and continued to ask.

Beiming Hanxuan changed his posture and cocked Erlang's legs, "Hey, the lady also said, if the lady is two or three days late, I'm afraid that the husband will be discovered, to be honest, the husband really doesn't have the talent to cook, and he will have to rely on the lady to carry him more in the future."

"You....... Hmph.....", Murong Qianran saw that Bei Ying Hanxuan didn't answer well at all, so angry that she flicked her sleeves, turned around and walked to the opposite side of Bei Ying Hanxuan and sat down, eased her mood, and said, "Say, what do you want?"

"The lady asked the wrong person, the husband is still the same sentence, the lady does not go with the husband, how can the husband let the lady stay alone in such a dangerous place, naturally he must stay and protect the lady."

"You don't want to be short for the husband and the lady, I didn't promise you anything."

"Hey, why did the lady say that? The lady is the queen of her husband."

............

"That's deceived by you", how dare he say that? As soon as he mentioned this, Murong Qianran was furious.

"But the truth is that the lady is the queen of her husband."

"I said, I was deceived by you".

"Even if she was deceived by her husband, the lady is already the queen of her husband."

...........

Murong Qianran was speechless for a moment, how did Beiming Hanxuan become such a virtuous person now, dead-skinned, and besides, such a dead-skinned face, no matter how she said it, she was speechless, after all, the canonization ceremony of the Queen of Beiming was to travel through the streets and be worshiped by hundreds of officials and people, which can be described as vigorous.