The custom of the people on the steppe is indeed to live in tents, and these nomads live with water and grass, grazing livestock, and there is no fixed settlement in the city. That's right......

However, even if it is a person of the grassland, a person of such a noble status as Hanmuye, even if he lives in a tent, it is a very luxurious tent, which is not much worse than the big house where Roland lives in a noble house. Can...... These tents are the standard marching tents of the Tulip family's private army, small tents, which can barely sleep three or four people, and the height is also very limited.

After the initial annoyance, Hanmuye waved his sleeves away, but the fire in his heart was suppressed and suppressed, and he secretly thought: This Tulip Duke has humiliated me so much, it is obvious that he is a hardliner. Although the other party is unreasonable, it is just a little trick to provoke me.

Thinking of this, he was angry, his face also put away his anger, he barely squeezed out a little smile, glanced at Longbottom, gritted his teeth and said, "In that case, thank you Lord Duke for helping me!"

After speaking, Han Muye did not dare to say anything, but he was afraid that he would not be able to help but have a seizure, so he immediately lifted the curtain of a tent and walked in first.

Of the hundreds of retinues he had brought with him, all of them were angry, and some of them had already pressed their hands on the hilt of their swords. It's just that the master didn't speak, and these people also endured. Then they all entered the tent to rest. It's just that the tent is not enough for two hundred people, and Longbottom doesn't care so much, standing outside the tent and laughing loudly: "The prince has a good rest, and I will be out of company." ”

Hanmuye sat alone in his tent, trying to calm his anger. My heart gradually calmed down, and I wondered what this Tulip Duke had in mind. He took out the "agreement" that Longbottom had given him, read it carefully, and endured it so that it was not torn to shreds.

Originally, when Hanmuye and his party arrived. It was already nearly evening, and he sat in his tent sulking. His subordinates didn't dare to disturb him, so they could only tidy up and live in other tents. Until the evening. When night fell, the entire Duke's Palace turned a blind eye, and there was not even a single servant who came to serve the ground!

Not to mention sending some food, I didn't even have saliva to drink.

Hanmuye, who was originally sitting in the tent and angry, gradually felt hungry and angry. I didn't feel a little dry mouth. Then he said, "Someone!"

Two young steppe warriors walked in from outside the tent: "My lord." ”

"What time is it? Is it already dark?"

“...... Yes. ”

Hanmuye frowned. Then he walked out of the tent and looked at the sky. Under the starry sky, he couldn't help but feel a move in his heart: Why didn't he eat yet?

Everywhere I go. Roland officials all set up banquets and entertainments, when they were in the dìdū land. Although he spat at the negotiating table every day with those Roland officials, it was also a small feast and a big feast every two rì. Brocade food is never missing.

How to wait until now. No one in this ducal palace has invited him to a banquet yet?

Thinking of this, a strange thought suddenly popped into his heart:

This abominable Duke Tulip...... He. He's not going to leave food alone, is he?!

When I think of this, I feel more and more ominous. Immediately he sent someone out to find the people of the Duke's Palace.

It's not Longbottom who came this time. It's Lord Made, the governor of the Duke's Palace. Madea graciously came to the residence of the members of the mission. He saluted the prince of the steppe without any scruples. And then politely. He smiled and said, "Distinguished guest, may I ask what is the matter?"

Hanmuye hesitated. It's a bit indecent to say that. Yourself as a guest. It's not good to ask questions rashly, maybe the other party is already preparing. I just wasn't ready. After all, I came relatively late...... It's just that it's never too late to get to this point.

"Uh......" Hanmuye whispered, "Mr. Steward." Excuse me, your Duke's Palace is ...... at night Don't you have a place to eat?"

"Rice?" Ma De looked innocent and dazed, his expression was really harmless to humans and animals, but he wondered: "What did the distinguished guest say, how could people not eat?"

Hanmuye only felt a rumbling in his stomach, and when he heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Then, when will I go to the banquet? ”

Mader seemed even more dazed: "This ...... Guest...... What kind of banquet? Up and down the Duke's Palace, dinner has already been eaten. ”

“...... What?!" Hanmuye's anger is really extraordinary!!

This bastard Tulip really doesn't care about food?! Does he want to starve Lao Tzu?!

Resisting the urge to draw his sword, he gritted his teeth and whispered, "Oh, the Duke's palace has already had dinner?" ”

Mader still looked puzzled: "Ah, haven't you eaten yet......?" Why? Could it be that the custom in your hometown is different from that of us Rolanders, that we don't eat at night?"

If you don't give you food, are we going to drink the wind?!

Han Muye's face was blue with anger: "Although our customs are different in your country, we still have to eat dinner!"

Mader then said something that made Hanmuyer almost spurt blood: "Oh, in that case, then please take your time." ”

Hanmuye was a relatively well-cultivated person, so he held back his anger and said in a low voice: "So, please tell us where to eat?"

"Uh...... Does this make a difference? If you like the local dialect, you can just use it in the tent. ”

"That's good. Hanmuye said, "Please send someone to bring food here." ”

After Hanmuye finished speaking, he turned his head and was about to leave, but Mader smiled, this time like a simple old peasant: "I am afraid that your envoy has misunderstood...... Well, the Duke's palace has already eaten, and the cooks in the kitchen have already gone home—you see, it's so late. Oh, and out of the Ducal Palace, there are two nice restaurants on the street outside if you are interested. You can try the taste of somewhere. It's just that at this time, you have to hurry, it's a little late. I'm afraid they're going to have to make a feint too. ”

Got it! This abominable Duke Tulip really doesn't care!

Blood drips from Hanmuye's heart, and he is honored as a prince. Where did you not receive all the hospitality? Where did you receive this kind of atmosphere? He stared at Old Mada several times, gritted his teeth and smiled: "Good! Thank you so much for your hospitality!"

Mader doesn't talk nonsense either. After giving the salute, he left with a smile.

"Come on...... Someone!" exclaimed Hanmuyer. The subordinates next to him were already so angry that they were about to scold, and when they heard the shouts of their masters, they rushed over, and some of them had already pulled out their scimitars and shouted: "Master." We're going to cut down these Roland pigs, and they're going to insult their noble masters like this. Ten thousand deaths are not enough to atone for the crime!"

"Yes! Kill them. Then let's go back to the grassland!"

"Master, we'll kill them!"

"The hosts. No more nonsense, just go to war! Kill these Roland pigs!"

Machete Hoho. Under the light of the sword, everyone was angry. Shouting again and again. After a while, Hanmuye fell silent, then took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and squeezed a few words out of his mouth:

"Send someone...... Go buy a place to eat on the street!"

"The one in the middle is Hanmuyeh. "Du Wei stood on top of a tower. Behind the window, condescending. Just enough to have a full view of the tents in the camp of the steppe people. He stood with his hands in his hands, smiling at the steppe man in front of the tent below. These people drew their swords and shouted, probably angry.

After all, at such a height, Du Wei could use the Eagle Eye Technique to see the other party directly, but Philip behind him couldn't. He holds a monocular telescope in both hands. Also look below. He smiled, "Yes, my lord." The one in the middle was dressed in fancy clothes. The one with a golden ring in his hair is Hanmuye. ”

Du Wei squinted his eyes and looked at the negotiator. Medium build. He doesn't look as powerful as other prairie men, nor does he have a smug face like others, but he looks like a Roland nobleman between his eyebrows. The appearance is also quite handsome, and it also has a bit of jīng bright appearance. At this moment, his face was so angry that his face was blue, but he was still able to endure it without having a seizure.

"It's rare...... It's so enduring, guy. Du Wei smiled. Then he glanced back at Philip: "What do you think?"

"Your Excellency...... Wouldn't it be too much for us to do this?" Philip frowned: "After all, it is an envoy of a country. Such a snub ......"

"Hmph, what's too much. Du Wei said lightly: "Isn't it too much for them to invade our territory, attack our city, and kill our people?"

"But after all, the two sides are at war, and they shouldn't be so lazy. This is the national rite of the empire. ”

"Bullshit. Du Wei smiled faintly and said: "You say, is it important to eat and drink, or is it important to war? This Han Muye is not a stupid person, and the king of the grassland will not be a fool." Even if they get angry again, they won't really start a war with us for the sake of this neglect of treatment. At most, it's just angry, angry. What can I do? Hmph......"

After a pause, Du Wei smiled again: "If the grassland people really neglect this kind of thing because of etiquette, they will start a war with us...... If the grassland people are of this level of intelligence, then even if there is a war, Lao Tzu will not be afraid of them! The enemy will be hot-headed and fight because of such a trivial matter, and it is not worthy of us to worry. But he endured it...... Hehe, it looks like I'll have to think about it again starting tomorrow. ”

Philip smiled wryly. However, he also admitted that the Duke was right, even if the other party was angry, he would not rashly start a war between the two countries because of this kind of thing. If the other party really does that, it shows that the other party is stupid and reckless. There is no need to worry about such an enemy.

"By the way, is my order to go down?"

"Yes...... It has been ordered. Philip bowed and smiled, "I have already sent someone to carefully describe the attire of these envoys to the owners of the shops in the surrounding streets. Everyone kept it in mind...... Anyone who dressed like this to buy food and drink from the steppe would be quoted three times as high. ”

"Good. Du Wei stroked his palms and smiled: "Since this Han Muye is a prince, he should be quite rich, so let's make some contributions to the economy of our Diloulan City." ”

In the evening, Du Wei didn't care about the steppe messengers, but walked alone to the dungeon under the castle. Dispersed the guards outside: "Everyone stands ten meters away, and no one is allowed to approach." ”

Then Du Wei pushed open the cell door and walked in.

The cell had already been cleaned. It was the female Assassin Eru who lived inside.

In the past few days, Du Wei has not embarrassed this simple-minded female assassin anymore. not only gave her good food and drink. also asked her to change to such a relatively clean dungeon. Even at Ailu's request, she was given a chance to take a bath.

It's just that it seems that Du Wei did it maliciously, and he never provided Ai Lu with any decent clothes. It made people rush to make a few sets of clothes that were the same as the ones that Ai Lu wore with a revealing sense of xìng. I made several sets out. Is his heart bad...... And that's it.

There was no sunlight in the air, and Ailu's skin was a little pale, she had already been shackled, and she could move in this cell, but Du Wei had set up a magic circle around the cell. Although Ailu knows the sorcery of the Great Snow Mountain, she can't escape the ground.

When Du Wei pushed the door and walked in. The poor female assassin was sitting on the bed with her knees crossed. Seeing Du Wei come in, she quickly jumped out of bed and stood up.

"Rest assured. I'm not here to force you. Du Wei's first words when he entered the door. It made Ailu's face flush with shame.

"Are you used to living in the land?" said Du Weisch Shiran walked in and stood in front of Ai Ludi. Also deliberately sticking out his fingers. Picking up the girl's chin, she leaned in and sniffed. Smiled, "Yes." Yes, it seems to be a lot cleaner. ”

Ai Lu felt a chill in her heart. Took two steps back. It's just that there's a bed behind you. There is no way to retreat, just desperately hang your face. She didn't dare to touch Du Weidi's eyes—she was really afraid of this young duke from the bottom of her heart.

Looking at the female captive's fearful look, Du Wei smiled with satisfaction. Then he took two steps at random, took out a few pieces of paper from his arms, gently threw them on the bed, and said with a smile: "Your confession." I've looked at it carefully a few times...... Well. Very detailed. Very detailed indeed. I am generally satisfied with this confession...... But so. ”

"No, but what......" Ai Lu shook her body.

"Hey, hey. But. I think you've forgotten what I said to you...... As I said, if you dare to lie to me in this confession, I will have ten times more terrible means to punish you than - strong jiān- . ”

"I ...... I'm not lying. Elou's head hung lower. His voice trembled a little.

"Indeed, you are not lying, but...... But I deliberately wrote something less. Du Wei smiled faintly: "You wrote that the witch king on the snowy mountain is called Bai Hechou...... Well, there are two hundred wizards on the Great Snow Mountain? And this...... Hmm......" He picked up the pieces of paper again, flipped through them, and said with a smile: "And this, you said that you went to assassinate Lu Gao under the orders ......of the Witch King? Unless Bai Hechou is an idiot!"

"Ah!!" Ai Lu's body shook suddenly, and her face turned pale: "You...... You ......"

"What am I?"

"How dare you speak ill of the Witch King!"

"What if you say that?" Du Wei pouted: "Isn't it right that I say he's an idiot? I think Bai Hechou must be an idiot. Right?"

"You...... The witch king has vast powers, and no one in the grassland dismisses him as a god! If you dare to speak evil words, the witch king will definitely know!"

Du Wei laughed: "Is it really so godly? Joke! Does he have clairvoyance? Shunfeng Ear, omniscient? Hmph......

Then Du Wei shook his head: "Don't be lucky, tell me honestly, why did you assassinate Lu Gao." I don't believe that Bai Hechou is a fool. ”

Elu fell silent, she suddenly lowered her head, shook her head, and said, "Kill me." ”

"Kill you......" Du Wei sighed: "What an uncreative line." Think with your toes, will I kill you easily?"

After glancing at the female assassin, Du Wei sighed, "Actually, I have an easier way to get you to speak, but I think it's like that." It's so untechnical, but if you don't want to say it, it's no wonder to me. ”

After saying that, he suddenly raised his hand quickly, and he had to press the female assassin's shoulders. Ai Lu was shocked, seeing Du Wei pressing towards him, he was suddenly so frightened that his feet softened, and only one thought flashed in his heart: He, is he going to force me!

Du Wei slammed Ai Lu down on the bed, then pinched her chin with one hand, lifted her face, and said in a deep voice, "Look at my eyes!"

Ai Lu only felt that the eyes were so ...... Pretty. Black sè in the eyeballs. It's eerily black, as if there's a whirlpool. Little by little, I had to suck my soul into it. The clarity in her own eyes disappeared little by little. It became hollow and dazed. The face of the man in front of him. The more you look at it. The more I think it's so good-looking......

Well. A man. Why is it so pretty?

And his eyes...... Can a man's eyes be so charming......

"Now. Tell me. Why did you kill Lu Gao. When this voice came to the bottom of my heart. Ailu's body shook. There was a hint of struggle on his face. But then, under Du Wei's gaze, the struggle on her face gradually faded. The speech became clear and soft, as if a lover was whispering between lovers: "I...... I don't want to get married......"

"Marry, marry whom?"

"Lu ...... Son of Lu Gaodi. Contest...... Saiba ......"

Du Wei's heart moved, and then he continued to look at the girl. His voice was slow and deep. And very pleasant: "Your identity?"

"Ai. Ailu...... Elulina. The last trace of resistance in Ailu's eyes finally disappeared, and she suddenly threw herself into Du Weidi's arms, writhing gently like a loach. Whispering in his mouth.

"Your identity!" Du Weidi's voice raised a little.

"Elulina...... White. White River sorrow. It's my ...... I ...... Teacher. Ai Lu's body suddenly weakened, and she took the initiative to hug Du Wei, and then her soft body desperately stuck to Du Weidi's chest, delicate and towering breasts. Rub gently in front of Du Weidi's chest. His eyes were full of tenderness. Suddenly, he hugged Du Wei's neck. A delicate face was pasted on. Finally, he whispered in Du Weidi's ear:

"Love...... Love me...... Fast. Love me ......"

Du Wei just wanted to speak. A pair of fragrant and soft lips were attached. Du Wei sighed in his heart: This charming eye. It's amazing.

Just about to push the woman away. But he reached out and pushed it against a soft place, where his fingers touched. Plump and supple. Filled with bullets. Look down. The palm of his own hand was covering the mountain peak in front of Ailu's chest. This Nizi's body writhed. In the midst of friction. But I don't know when the top is pulled open.

"Love me...... I want you to love me......"

Ai Lu kept rubbing against Du Wei, her cheeks flushed and her eyes were misty. But as if with a hint of pleading. This body, which was already extremely attractive, gradually made Du Wei feel a fire in his heart.

He was originally an adult soul bound to a young body, and of course he was not a virgin in the affairs of men and women...... But this body is a virgin. Over the years, it can be regarded as a forbidden rìzi. Sometimes when I think about it, I can't help but laugh at myself too badly. It's just an underage child. Even if there is a heart. but powerless.

And then he gradually came of age. There is one more Vivian by her side, this little silly girl is pitiful. But Du Wei unconsciously indulged in such a simple girl. Gradually, the original sāo heart faded. Wholeheartedly waiting for this little silly girl to grow up.

Moreover, after all, he practiced magic and was addicted to magic, and most of his jīng power was used to meditate and condense jīng's divine power, and the female sè's heart faded.

Otherwise...... With his status as a duke, will there still be a shortage of women?

It's just that now this female assassin in her arms is really charming, and she has seen her dance at Lu Gao's banquet when she was originally in Lu Gao, and her body is so flexible that people can't help but think about it. Now he is even more enthusiastic like fire in his arms, whispering, tactful courtship, enthusiastic, but also a little girlish shyness.

How could this make Du Wei, who had been banned for many years, not moved?

Resisting the impulse, trying to move the mouth of the female assassin who was sticking to his mouth, Du Wei gasped and scolded with a smile: - Hey, if you do this again, Lao Tzu can't help it, but it's really strong for you!"

"Hmm......" Ai Lu snorted lightly, only humming until Du Wei's bones were crispy, but Ai Lu had already pasted it again.

Damn! It's too much of a bully! Do you really think Lao Tzu is a eunuch and don't dare to force you!

If this evil fire really comes up in a man's heart, it really can't be suppressed. Under Du Wei's demonic eyes, Ai Lu is confused and obsessed, and regards Du Wei as her favorite lover. Du Wei couldn't bear it anymore and finally threw Ai Lu on the bed. Originally, the female assassin was very "economical" in her clothes. Du Wei tugged at the two, sneered, and had already stripped off Ailu's shirt.

Under the faint light in the cell, the girl in front of her was like a stripped little lamb, her beautiful face was full of shyness, but there was a little expectation, the girl's seductive and unrestrained body, especially the perfectly shaped pigeon on her chest, made Du Wei look at it, and couldn't help but look away.

It's time!Knock down!Push down!It's time to push down!Definitely push down!!

It's all come to this point, if you retreat again, will Lao Tzu still be a man!

Du Wei took a deep breath, and a pair of claws were already stretched out. But as soon as he reached the general, he suddenly heard a whisper from Ailu's mouth, and called out a voice in a low voice......

"You, you, you...... What are you going to do...... You, you, you......"

This weak tone, and these words......

The familiar feeling suddenly made Du Wei's brain cold!

Soon, the ** in his chest suddenly dissipated, and the beautiful figure appeared in his mind, looking at himself with a simple and innocent face, and said timidly: "Please, please, please, gods, bless the poor, little Vivian." ”

The figure of the stammering girl suddenly filled her mind, and the seductive Ai Lu in front of her seemed to have lost most of her charm.

Du Wei took a deep breath, and suddenly cursed secretly: That's it! Just like Lao Tzu to be a man who didn't plant once today!!

After speaking, he stood up hatefully, and then lifted the sheet and wrapped it around Ailu's body, Ailu was about to stretch out his arms and struggle, Du Wei had already cut a palm on the girl's delicate neck.

Looking at the fainting female captive, Du Wei sighed, stood up, tidied up his clothes, and then stared at the female assassin as if she was asleep, looked at it for a while, and said in a low voice: "You are lucky...... The gods bless you today. ”