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Yan Hongyi was taken away by his cousin, who was still King Zhao at the time, when she was six months pregnant, she was a Han person, but she was pregnant with the Rouran species in her belly, which was tantamount to stomping on his face on the ground for King Zhao, who was also a royal family.

Fortunately, because Yelu was beheaded by the Marquis of Zhongyong, the leader of the Rouran tribe no longer has an heir, and even the last bit of bloodline is left-the unborn child in Yan Hongyi's belly.

Because of this, even if the old leader already hated the great cause and hated the royal family, he would not make a move against Yan Hongyi, for the old leader, Yan Hongyi was the disgusting mouse, but the piece of meat in his stomach was like a beautiful porcelain vase, and he could not lose the big because of the small.

Not only did the Han people who respected Cheng Zhu Lixue value their descendants, but so did the old leader of Rouran, who retreated from the border for the sake of his unborn precious grandson, and exchanged Yan Hongyi from King Zhao for abundant pasture grass and sturdy cattle and sheep.

Although Rouran is a large tribe, cattle and sheep are more precious to the people on the grassland than the root of life.

The old leader asked them to take out the treasure in exchange for a woman with a great cause, and even if the herdsmen on the grassland did not say anything, their hearts would definitely not be comfortable.

In this way, Yan Hongyi, who was about to give birth, was sent to the grassland.

Outside the customs is not as good as the capital, except for the endless green grass and cattle and sheep, there is nothing else to be seen.

At first glance, the scenery is vast, but no matter how beautiful the scenery is, you can't stand looking at it over and over again.

After only three days in the carriage, Yan Hongyi couldn't stand it anymore.

She couldn't stand the coarse food, she couldn't understand what the slave girls were saying, and she didn't like the way the soft people looked at her.

When the women looked at Yan Hongyi, they always focused their eyes on her towering belly first, and then looked at her face carefully, and the three or two got together, muttering something in a low voice, and their eyes revealed undisguised disgust, as if she was something dirty.

Yan Hongyi is not a fool, how could he not feel the malice of these people?

The woman was holding her breath and scared in her heart, the grassland was not the capital after all, no one cared about her identity as the county lord, if it weren't for the fact that she was still pregnant with Yelucai's child in her belly, her life would be even more sad.

The woman who fell in love was like a moth, desperately throwing herself into the raging fire. Yan Hongyi was able to pretend to be Pan'er to stay by Chu Liang's side for Ye Lucai, which shows that she was also moved by her true feelings, but unfortunately after that hot affection gradually faded, her reason gradually returned to her mind.

Thinking of what she had done, Yan Hongyi couldn't help but feel a little resentful of Yelu, who had died, but even if she was unwilling, there was no room for turning around now, so she could only take one step at a time to save her life.

Because of her pregnancy, Yan Hongyi's figure is a little plumper than before, in addition to the high bulge of her abdomen, the two balls on her chest are also bulging, and you can see a few points through the thin layer of clothes.

The woman of Daye is more slender than the skeleton of the Rouran people, without the grinding of the wind and sand, Yan Hongyi's skin and flesh are white and elastic, and she can't even see a sweat pore, which is completely different from the northern beauty with wheat-colored skin, and the whole person looks small and exquisite, so that the men on horseback can see it straight one by one.

Such a delicate and beautiful little woman will attract attention wherever she is placed, even if Yan Hongyi is pregnant with the grandson of the old leader in her belly, it is no exception.

The old leader only has a son under his knees, and now Yelucai's kid has been scraped alive by Shi Jin, an old thing who has been wiped out, even if he sits in the position of the leader, the fierce generals below will not be convinced.

Most men who grow up on horseback are straightforward, and if they want something, they will snatch it without saying a word.

Yan Hongyi is a woman, in the eyes of those men, there is no difference between cattle and sheep, and it is a supreme honor to treat this beautiful woman as his private property!

There was a general named Na Shun, who cut off the head of the old leader with a scimitar on the night when Yan Hongyi's amniotic water broke, and became the new leader of the Rouran tribe.

Yan Hongyi's mother and son also became Nashun's belongings.

Delicate beauty is very rare on the grassland, although Nashun is rude, but he is a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, and he can't wait to give Yan Hongyi the best life, he is not willing to let the beauty cry sadly, and he did not kill the child according to the rules of the tribe, but recognized him as a righteous son and raised it by his side.

A few years later, the Rouran tribe was conquered by the iron hooves of the Xiongnu, and Nashun became the general under Agutai, and Yan Hongyi happened to kill Nashun's main room and replaced him as the new general's wife.

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Even though she was born and grew up in a border city since she was a child, Jin Ling has never left her hometown.

When she followed the convoy out of the border city, it must have been a lie to say that she was not afraid.

Holding her son tightly in her arms, Jin Ling sat on the soft wool felt, scooped some honey water with a small spoon, and fed it to Zhang Zhong's mouth.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and the two slaves and maids who were waiting in the carriage hurriedly saluted.

Agutai waved his hand, and the two slave girls who could speak Chinese retreated, leaving only the two of them in the car.

The man sat next to Jin Ling, a man and a woman were very close to each other, and there was hardly any gap in the middle.

Although Jin Ling has already done that thing with Agutai, and even has a heavy child, she is still a little unaccustomed to being so close to this barbarian under the blue sky and white sun.

The delicate body dodged to the side, but the carriage was so big, Jin Ling moved an inch, and Agutai followed by an inch.

By the time the woman clung to the wall of the car, there was no way back, and the brute was like an iron wall that would emit a scorching temperature, clinging to her.

A scorching breath sprayed in his ears, and Agutai asked in a hoarse voice:

"This little cub is only a year old, is it weaned?"

Hearing this, Jin Ling felt a little dangerous for no reason, but she didn't dare to lie, so she could only say stubbornly:

"I don't need to drink it on weekdays, but Chong'er sometimes makes a lot of noise, so drink some...... to be well-behaved. ”

The deep eagle's eyes suddenly ignited a fire, and the heat almost burned Jin Ling to the ground.

She stared warily at the man in front of her, and suddenly felt a large palm climb up her ......

The Xiongnu were not like the Han people, who adhered to etiquette and religion and were unwilling to do such daytime prostitution.

Agutai didn't understand and didn't want to understand the rules of the great cause, from the first time he saw this woman, he wanted to possess her and make Jin Ling his woman.

Of course, he did.

It's a pity that he didn't take Jin Ling outside the customs early, otherwise he wouldn't have to live like a monk, and he hasn't tasted a woman for more than a year.

With a rough thumb smearing the corners of his mouth, Agutai couldn't help but let out a muffled laugh as he looked at the little woman with red cheeks and closed eyes.

"Jin Ling, you are my concubine Khan, you have to get used to this kind of thing. You promised me that you would give me several sons, and if you regret it, I would throw this little cub on the grassland to feed the wolves! ”

Facing the fierce light in the man's eyes, Jin Ling knew that Agutai was not lying.

The embarrassment faded like a tide, replaced by a horror that was so thick that it could not be dissolved.

She bit her lip and opened her mouth to say something.

Originally, because of his annoyance that Agutai forcibly took him captive outside the gate, Jin Ling didn't want to tell him Chong'er's life experience, but at this moment it was different, this man said the same, if he annoyed him one day, Chong'er's life might not be saved!

Jin Ling is unwilling to gamble with her son's life, Chong'er is a child that she gave birth to with a lot of hard work in October, it is her life, if Chong'er has something long, what does it mean that she is still alive?

Seeing that the woman's face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, Agutai couldn't help but feel a little distressed, glared at the little cub, and just wanted to change his words, he heard the woman's voice with a crying voice:

"Chong'er is not the blood of the Zhang family at all, he is your child......"

The words that had reached his mouth were swallowed into his throat, and a thick look of shock swelled up in the man's eagle eyes, Agutai only felt that he had heard it wrong, that little cub turned out to be his son, how could it be?

Jin Ling was afraid that the man would not believe it, so she hurriedly hugged Zhang Zhong in her arms, knelt in front of Agutai, and said:

"His eyes are dark blue, only people with color eyes will be like this, how can Han people be like this?"

The raised Adam's apple slid back and forth, the man's handsome face turned red in an instant, he stared at the child in the woman's arms, and through the sunlight that came in, he saw Zhang Chong's blue pupils, and he couldn't take his eyes off it at all.

Not all men are big-hearted, and God knows how much Agutai minds this child.

Zhang Zhong is a sinister in his eyes, reminding Agutai all the time that he robbed other people's wives. The goshawk on the grassland didn't care about Jin Ling's past, but he couldn't accept that his concubine Khan was thinking about other men in her heart.

And Zhang Zhong is such a thorn that is deeply rooted in the heart of the Hun leader.

At this moment, this thorn was pulled out by Jin Ling's own hands, and the feeling Agutai couldn't describe in words, his heart was beating fast, and his hands trembled and took Zhang Zhong from Jin Ling's arms, and a face with blue and black stubble was close to the baby's cheek.

The child has a faint smell of milk, and Jin Ling also has this smell.

It was probably a little painful to be pricked by the hard stubble, and Zhang Zhong couldn't stop crying at the top of his throat, and the sound was so loud that Agutai was startled.

"He cried!"

Agutai was scrambling to hold the child, obviously at a loss.

Jin Ling took the child, loosened the placket, and turned her back to feed her son. Milk.

Staring at the woman's back, Agutai's breath could no longer be kept stable, and became a lot more rapid.

The howling and crying gradually weakened, the little baby couldn't stop sobbing, with tears in her eyes, her face was flushed, Agutai looked at it with fear, and waited until Jin Ling finally coaxed the child well, and the man who was surprised on the battlefield breathed a sigh of relief.

Agutai hugged Jin Ling tightly from behind, and held the baby's soft hand roughly, as if encircling the whole world.

People say that Gentle Township is a hero's mound, and Agutai didn't believe it before, but now he can't help but believe it.

No wonder Chu Liang sent Jin Ling's mother and son out of the border city so easily, such a woman, like a chain made of fine iron, bound him tightly, and in his Agutai lifetime, he would never be the enemy of the great cause again.