With a "bang", Mao Dun slammed the golden cup to the ground and scolded, "Idiot." ”

Du Kang Hari was silent under the tent. Ji Congee sneered, "Daddy, my son knows that he is reckless this time. ”

The king's tent was magnificent, the fire was blazing, Mao Dun leaned his body against the black otter fur seat behind the throne, sneered, and looked at the two people below with sarcasm, "Why, do you only know that you have caused trouble and asked for help, and you don't know how to do things reliably?" ”

Ji Congee sneered, "My son doesn't want to either." But what should I do now? ”

Maudon stretched out his right hand and rubbed the square gold wrench on his index finger. After the king of Zuogu Liqu escaped from the royal court, he galloped all the way and rushed back to Xiongqu. Now there are already swords and soldiers on the side of Xiongqu, and there is a loud posture.

His eyes narrowed slightly, although Qu Yu was known as the god of war, but in front of himself, he was still far behind. If you make up your mind and personally lead people to attack the Xionghu grassland, even if the Xiongqu Department is brave and good at fighting, it will only end up defeated.

So, did you free your hands first and clean up the Xiongqu Department?

As soon as this thought came out, he couldn't hide the fighting spirit in his heart and the desire to fight with Qu Yuan. But he forced himself to suppress himself. He knows his physical condition best, and the battles he fought around when he were young left too many old wounds on him, and there are not many birthdays left. Before the death of the sky, he desperately hoped for a great victory with the Great Han and left a grand note for his brilliant life. Wu's civil strife is a godsend for him, if he misses this opportunity, I am afraid that he will not have the opportunity to attack the Han in his life.

Mao Dun was silent for a while, "You guys go down." I have my own way of doing this. ”

In the southwest of the king's tent was a wide tent with snow-white and smooth fur, and a milky white carpet was laid on the ground. On the vermilion carved lacquer dresser, the light of the polishing of the bronze mirror of the six gods can be seen. If you weren't in Saibei, just looking at this tent, it would be like being in the boudoir of a noble lady in the Han Dynasty.

The maid Dona folded her hand in front of her chest and saluted to the woman in the tent, "Yanshi, the milk soup has been delivered." ”

Timilona bowed, "Got it, just put it there." ”

Dona didn't dare to look up, and placed the white clay bowl she was holding on the table. Quietly retreated.

The tent was empty, and the candle flame on the big case had been burning for a long time, and the candlelight was slightly dimmed. A graceful hand grasped the candle scissors, and the candlelight was slightly brightened, and the light in the tent brightened violently, and Timirona turned in the candlelight, and the yellow candlelight shone on her delicate features. The thick black green silk is woven into fine braids and hangs on both sides, the eyebrows are picturesque, more and more bewitching and moving, and the showy makes the mouth dry.

"Shan Yu." Outside the tent came the panicked voices of the servants. In the noisy salute, the snow-white curtain was violently opened from the outside, and Mao Dunshan walked in in the sunshine. The pace is steady and powerful.

Timilona looked over.

Mao Dun looked at the soft curve of the woman's snow-white wrist, was slightly in a trance for a while, and asked in a deep voice. "It's been a scorching winter in the royal court this year, and Artie is better?"

Timirona didn't appreciate it, and sneered, "Why did Shan Yu come to Artie?" ”

"Why," Maudon smiled freely. "Isn't Artie welcoming me?

Timilona sneered and raised her delicate chin. "Shan Yu thought that Artie's heart was made of iron and bronze, and after you just dealt with my brother like that, can you still be happy with a smile on your face?" Timilona is now in her twenties, and she is in her prime, with a fox fur on her body, a wide and heavy fur collar on her neck, revealing a line of snow-white neck, and her collarbones are delicate, and her color is whiter than the snow on the outside. Mao Dun was attracted by such a demeanor, and his eyes couldn't help but darken.

Artie was really the most beautiful woman she had ever had in his life, a man like him, and there was a time when he almost indulged in her gentle country. In this kind of light, he remembered in a trance that many years ago, when he was still young, there seemed to be such a beautiful woman in his memory, with her eyebrows lowered, better than the countless scenery of the snow country. Unlike her, Timilona is too proud, pride is distancing, but pride also forms a sharp beauty charm. This charm is like a knife, piercing straight into the hearts of those who are watching.

Mao Dun only felt that the long-lost desire to conquer in his bones boiled again, and pressed forward.

"Küpler," Timilona's eyes widened, "what do you do?" ”

The curtain hung low, and there was no word to each other. The man's breath was heavy in the tent, and Timirona struggled for a while, finally giving up her resistance. When she wanted to go to the depths, Timirona's beautiful eyes were misty, and when she opened her eyes, the face of the man hanging above her body was very satisfied, and there were wrinkles that could not be concealed between the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and the old age brought by time made her involuntarily produce a kind of disgust. But the greatness and height that this man represents makes him willing to open his body more and tolerate his rampage.

After a long time, Mao suddenly gasped, flipped off Timilona's body, and lay down beside him.

There was a cold factor floating in the air, and Timilona folded her long, slender snow-white legs, and lowered her eyes to hide the amazement in her eyes.

No matter how great a person is, he will eventually grow old. Sure enough, it is the truth.

If Mao Dun is in the prime of life, he can conquer on the couch for more than an hour. Although it is not short now, it is weaker than the majestic wind on the bed ten years ago.

When Maudon lowered his head and fastened the gold belt around his waist, Timilona sat up from the couch with the brocade in her arms. Beauty is like jade, sitting and lying are beautiful, even if the skin is at this time*, with traces of bruising all over the body, it is still full of square, with a bright light.

"What do you want Artie to do when you come here?"

Maudun stared at Timilona with a heavy gaze as if it were substance.

Timirona is indeed intelligent, with a gaze that is difficult for ordinary women to achieve. Calm thoughts, will not be confused by the love between men and women, can always see the essence under the surface of warmth, and face it calmly. If you are willing to sincerely assist the Su Clan, it will really be a tiger with wings for you.

But sincerity? Mao suddenly lowered his eyes and sneered in his heart.

Whose sincerity can he trust?

It is Qu Yuan, when they were young, the two monarchs and ministers got along, agreed to each other, and jointly created a strong Xiongnu world, and now, Qu Yuan has not also betrayed the original oath?

Timirona seems to be tame at this time, but if she is given a breeding ground for power, she will also make waves.

"Now that the Xiongnu are about to fight against the Han Dynasty, I don't want the Xiongqu Department to have a civil strife at this time, which will drag down the plan to go south. You are from a male qu and have always been friends with Qu Ou, and I hope you will go and persuade your brother. ”

Timilona leaned back and giggled, her light shining brightly with anger, "I think that our brother and sister are a joke, and we can kill if you want to, and coax you want, without any scruples." ”

Mao Dun suppressed his temper and said patiently, "The royal court's banquet and killing is the meaning of Du Kangha's idiot, and Ben Shan Yu didn't know it. ”

Timilona pursed her lips and smiled.

Du Kangha is just a dog attached to Ji Cong, and without your tacit consent, he would not dare to attack Qu Yuan.

But there are some things that are good to know, if you pick too clearly, there is no room for return.

She straightened her back and made a posture of negotiation with Maudun.

"Shan Yu's words may be right. If there is a problem, I, as your family, should share your worries. But the anger of the upper and lower parts of the Xiongqu Department is not so easy to extinguish. If you want me to go on this trip. You have to promise me some conditions. ”

Mao Dun narrowed his eyes slightly, "So what do you want?" ”

Timirona smiled, walked a few steps slowly, and stretched out a finger as white as a shallot, "First, Xiongqu is loyal to Shan Yu, and I hope that Shan Yu will also treat Xiongqu with sincerity, I want Shan Yu to announce to everyone in public that you are not hostile to Xiongqu. ”

"Second," added a finger, with a grim look on his face, "I want Du Kangha's head." ”

Mao paused, stared at Timilona for a moment, and suddenly looked up and laughed, "My Arti, what a wonderful person. "The voice is grand,

"I depend on you for both of these things."

When he finished speaking, he opened the curtain and strode away from the tent.

Timilona stood behind her, staring at the turbulent curtain, silent.

Ji Congee stood not far from Timilona's tent, pacing back and forth, his mind not belonging. Suddenly, the curtain opened again, Timilona walked out, dressed in a snow-white fox fur, her face was as bright as a spring flower, she couldn't help but be intoxicated, greeted her, snorted a few times, and wanted to say something, but Timilona's face changed slightly when she saw him, and she "hummed" and walked straight past him, refusing to pay attention to half a minute, leaving a burst of rouge aroma, misty like a dream in the distance!

PS：

Artie is finally on the scene! Sure enough, writing a woman's drama is much easier than writing a power plot drama! What a pleasure! There are still 1-2 chapters over the Hun drama, and you can finally turn back to the Han~!