Chapter Ninety-One: The Barbarian Princess (Today's Two Watches)
Su Wan followed Tog to participate in the blessing ceremony of the Barbarian Tahn Festival, and knew a little about the Tahn Festival, Tahn in the Barbarian is the meaning of the harvest, and the Tahn Festival, as the name suggests, is a festival for the Barbarian to celebrate the harvest in autumn.
The women, young and old, sang and danced and held various celebrations, and it is said that the real Tarn Festival is celebrated for three days and three nights.
In the distance, the sound of gongs and drums can be heard in the distance, and a man dressed in black on the high platform, wearing a mask on his head and holding a bell in his hand, is dancing the dance of exorcism, which means to dispel bad luck and good luck.
Tuoba Yuan sat on one end of the chair, as usual, there were no waves in the ancient well, and there was no joy to be seen. Su Juan saw the splattered blood stain the red and white clothes last night.
It was still so cold and full of air in the felt tent, but now I couldn't tell that he was injured last night, and he could have dodged the sword last night.
Tuoba Yuanyi on the high platform had already sensed Su Juan's arrival, and there was no describable surprise in his eyes, but seeing Su Juan's snow-white, he came with a cold and dusty temperament like ice and snow, and he was bright and intelligent.
There is a hint of arrogance and unwillingness between the eyebrows, revealing a unique charm and charm.
Sikong Yun'er was stopped under the high platform, and Su Juan was alone, walking up to the high platform with small steps, raising her eyes lightly and looking at each other coldly.
Seeing that the pride between her eyebrows and eyes is still the indomitable Da Zhou boy, the expectation and feeling in her heart are still there.
His lips raised a beautiful arc, "Sit down next to this king." β
Su Wan looked stunned, she knew that in the barbarian men, women are inferior, and women have no right to be equal to men, let alone the king of the barbarians, and she is still a woman of the Great Zhou.
The meaning of those words is self-evident, as long as you sit on that seat, you agree to be his woman. The biggest reliance is that he won't kill himself, so Su Juan didn't move.
"There is already someone in Su Juan's heart, and I won't sit in that seat. β
In front of everyone's eyes, Tuoba Yuan would not give her a chance to disobey him, suddenly stood up, pulled Su Wanqian's hand, and directly took her into his arms, Su Wan wanted to struggle, but was firmly imprisoned in his arms.
Clinging to his arms, he could hear the buzzing sound of the voice coming from his chest, "You obviously have a noble status, you don't want to show yourself in such a humble status, is the woman who is the king so wronged by you?"
"If you let me go, I won't promise you if I die. Are you going to make me shout out? Su Wan looked at each other angrily, and his words were threatening.
Tuoba Yuanyi deliberately put his head in her ear, the disgusting warmth hit her ear, "Your slaves are watching you, if you want to die, whatever you want." β
Under the high platform, Jin Shouchen and Jin Ge and his party stood in the distance, looking at Su Juan who walked towards the high platform, they only recognized Sikong Yun'er who was following them, but they didn't recognize Su Juan dressed as a woman for a while.
Hiding in the crowd of slaves, there were two pairs of eyes looking at Su Juan on the high platform, his back was stiff, and he almost wanted to rush up, but he was pressed by the person next to him, and rushing out like this was to send him to death.
The appearance of the Great Zhou people is too eye-catching, and only by mixing in with the slaves can they deceive the barbarian people's investigation.
Su Jin raised his fist hatefully, watching his sister walk up to the high platform, he couldn't hear it clearly from too far away, and he couldn't see his sister's expression clearly.
Could it be that my sister has been reduced to becoming the plaything of the barbarians? Is my sister, whom I love like a baby, trampled on by the hateful barbarians? I wish I could tear that bastard on the stage into pieces.
Sikong Yun'er under the high platform, his eyes looked around, looking for the figure of Wu Sude, and he could only press hope on him for the future.
Wu Sude, who was also standing under the high platform, was also looking at Sikong Yun'er, as soon as Tuoba Yuan was assassinated last night, Su Juan sacrificed his life to save her, and he didn't know Su Su's identity as a woman at that time.
At that time, Wu Sude also rushed to save Yun'er, but was saved by Su Juan, and Tuoba Yuanyi actually saved Su Juan, which seemed to be incredible.
Later, Sikong Yuner was left in the felt tent to take care of Su Juan, and she was a little "confused", mistakenly thinking that Sikong Yuner was with her fiancΓ©, and Wu Sude stood outside the felt tent all night, and her heart was churning.
I just saw Su Xuan, who was dressed as a woman, appear next to Yun'er, and the question he had once had in his heart finally found the answer, he was not Ling Aotian, no wonder she was so weak, no wonder Yun'er said that it was impossible for them to be together.
Seeing Sikong Yun'er's painful and helpless eyes, full of eagerness and touching appearance, I really wanted to take her into my arms to comfort her.
Wu Sud still has very important things to do, and he can't take her away for the time being, so he just bows his head slightly to reassure her.
Tuoba Yuanyi imprisoned Su Juan in his arms, looking extremely ambiguous even in a relationship, Su Juan wanted to resist, seeing Tuoba Yuanyi's blue eyes as sharp as Qingfeng, Su Juan hesitated.
Su Juan didn't want to provoke him, and didn't want to see anyone lose their lives because of herself, so she finally endured it.
After a long time, the dance of exorcism ended, and Tuoba Yuan relaxed his confinement, and his slender and white palm tightly held Su Wan's creamy jade hand, stood up, and pulled Su Wan to the center of the high platform.
Her long brown hair fluttered over her shoulders, and she looked at the barbarian people in the audience with her handsome and unruly eyes.
"Today, this king wants to announce a good news, the woman standing next to this king is the princess of King Lang, the commander of the Great Wednesday Army!"
As soon as this remark came out, it caused an uproar in the audience, and more people were happy.
Seeing the happy look of the barbarians, Su Juan's heart was infinitely sad, and he stretched out his hand and struggled, "Let go of me! "Su Juan's little strength is that he can't break free from the shackles of Tuoba Yuanyi.
The blue eyes were half-squinted, and the corners of Tuoba Yuan's mouth raised a perfect arc, and he stretched out his hand to raise the flower crown on Su Juan's head in his hand, but seeing the thunderous laughter of the barbarians in the audience, Su Juan's expression fell to the bottom, and he had already guessed the meaning of the flower crown.
If a barbarian man takes a wreath of flowers from a woman's head, he must marry her. Su Juan looked at each other coldly, but he didn't dare to provoke his majesty, because there were still hundreds of Great Zhou people in the audience.
"Three days later, the king took this woman as a concubine, and if her man was a hero, he would come and rob her. If he is a bad seed, then it is not to blame that the king married his woman. β
Hearing that Tuoba Yuan was going to marry the woman of the enemy commander, it was an extreme humiliation to the people of the Great Zhou, and the barbarians under the high platform cheered and cheered like a "tide".
Hearing those humiliating words and cold prayers, and hearing those piercing screams, like thorns piercing into his ears, Tuoba Yuan was obviously saying it to people in the shadows, just to lure his husband to come.
"Even if Su Juan dies, she won't marry someone else!"
It was obvious that Tuoba Yuanyi was a little unhappy, and directly pulled Su Juan into his arms, his half-squinted blue eyes seemed to be smiling, but the voice was terrifying.
"No one can refuse the woman this king wants. β