"They have never seen Lone, and those rumors are naturally false."

Seems to make sense......

Zhehe paused and continued: "Presumably, they must be extremely afraid that Lone will kill them on the battlefield with one to ten, and they are afraid of Lone's prestige but they dare not fight with Lone in an upright manner, so they can only slander Lone in such a way." Lone is also very aggrieved! ”

"Then why don't you explain?"

"Explain?" Zhehe raised his eyebrows and sneered, "What people say about you is all based on a mouth, and the mouth grows on yourself, and you can't control what people say." ”

"What's more, what does it mean to be a good person? What's going on behind you doesn't depend on the historian's pen. He said that you are a good person, and you will be famous for eternity, and if you say that you are a bad person, you will be stinking for ten thousand years. There are so many differences between good people and bad people, and it is enough to be worthy of the blue sky. ”

There is some truth in this, but he looks cheerful.

Jun Juan was convinced a little when he heard it.

So since he himself said that he was not such a wicked person, would he get along better.

But as the king of Xirong, how can he stabilize the throne without some means?

She heard Zhehyuk's voice again: "Lone explained that you are still afraid of this king?" ”

Jun Juan didn't talk.

The first impression is that he is a ruthless person, and this realization has long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and it is really unacceptable for a while.

Zhehe was a little lost when he saw Jun Wan silent: "At least don't avoid me like last night." ”

"Okay." She hesitated.

She knows that Cheolhyuk is not a bad person.

Mo said that he had now explained to her that he didn't pick his skin and cramp, even if he did, it would be a good way to stabilize the situation for the Xirong Dynasty, but it would be more beneficial than harmful to Xirong.

It's just that even if you don't pick people's skin and cramp people's tendons, how can you be considered a good person who can kill the wolf king alone.

She had seen the scene of the butcher killing chickens and ducks, and she could almost vomit it just thinking about it.

However, just by killing the wolf king, she didn't seem to be so afraid of him.

She didn't understand why she was afraid, but she felt that the man's methods were extremely cruel, and his hands were also stained with human blood.

Now, he explained to himself that he hadn't done those things, and Jun Juan felt that it was okay for her to try to accept him.

It is a certainty that she will marry Xirong, and the man in front of her is afraid that he will be tied to him in this life.

Jun Wan didn't know what the real him would be like, but at least he promised that he would treat her well.

For a woman, respecting her husband is the best place to be.

As a royal child, Jun Juan never thought of finding a husband who he loved so much.

The status of a princess has given her a lot, allowing her to live a luxurious life that is drunk and unattainable for others, and is destined to take away a lot from her. Now that she is married to Xijon, it is the price she paid for her status as a princess sixteen years ago.

Fortunately, it is also sad.

After that conversation, Junwan promised not to hide from Cheolhyuk anymore, and Cheolhyuk breathed a sigh of relief.

After the wedding night, Cheolhyuk was busy with the return trip, and they barely spent time alone together.

Although Jun Juan always treats him lightly now, it is much better than being afraid that he will avoid him.

Since he got married, he has stayed in Huicheng for four or five days, and the matter of returning to Xirong has been almost arranged.

He personally found Jun Juan and told her that he would return to Xirong tomorrow.

Jun Juan just responded, and her calm eyes made Zhehyuk unable to see half of the joy and sorrow. Just tell him, "I didn't come out with any baggage, I don't have any clothes to wear." ”

She came out in a hurry and couldn't take anything with her.

Now he is still wearing the same dress that he wore from the palace that day - an ordinary palace dress, and now after a few days of tossing, it is also a little discolored.

Zhehe was also generous, and gave her a few gems of different colors, all of which were round and far more colorful than the gems she had seen before, enough for her to buy any ready-to-wear shop in Huicheng.

Jun Juan was even more ruthless when she spent it, and directly picked a good-looking ready-to-wear store and wrapped up all the clothes in the store.

So on the day of departure, not counting the 200,000 loads of grain and Jun Juan's dowry, Jun Juan's clothes alone were enough to stuff two big carts.

Early in the morning of the second day, Zanha saw the convoy, and the first thing that caught his eye was Jun Juan's two cars of clothes.

He is a rough man, and he has never seen a delicate Miss of the Central Plains official family. I was really shocked to see these two cars of clothes.

He touched his nose, looked at the washed clothes on his body, which had long been unable to see the original color, and wondered if this princess of the Central Plains was not an ancestor.

He secretly decided that he would never displease this ancestor in the future, and if she wanted to distinguish between those clothes and clothes like her, it would be better to kill him.

He would rather go to the battlefield and cut off two more heads than see these daughters' things again.

Compared to him, Zhehe seems a lot calmer.

can also carefully arrange the 200,000 loads of grain and Jun Juan's dowry.

Zanha touched his head and asked Zhehyuk, who was calmly arranging his entourage: "King... You said that the queen can wear these two carts of clothes in this life? ”

Zhehe nodded and replied to him casually: "You think they are all like you, a piece of clothing that you can't wait to wear for ten or eight years?" ”

Zanha looked at his clothes and didn't quite agree with Zhehe's words: "What's wrong with Lao Tzu's clothes?" It's not good, it's not broken and it's not broken, it's just that this color is not very good-looking! It doesn't affect Lao Tzu to wear it. ”

Seeing that Zhehe was still counting the number and didn't pay attention to himself at all, he was a little annoyed: "Don't count, don't count!" I'm not there anyone left? You're such a king, what are you doing counting those Raushs? ”

Zhehyuk was interrupted by Zanha when he ordered half of the batch of silk, and he had to count it again, and he was annoyed: "I can't look at the queen's dowry in person?" Over to you? Fifty counts can be counted to forty-eight! When the queen's dowry is less, will you make up for it? ”

Zanha ignored it and slipped away.

What the hell! I married my daughter-in-law and forgot that what my brother said must be Zhehe's house.

The numbers were counted, and the horse team was soon on the road.

The winding procession gradually left Huicheng and headed in the direction of sunset.

Jun Juan in the car is still staring at the direction of Shangjing, and this time he is really leaving.

Farewell, Nakahara.

The convoy was not slow, and soon even the shadow of Huicheng could not be seen.

In the evening, they had been on the road for almost four hours. Everyone was tired and tired, found a wood, and decided to camp in it for the night.

"Rest, Queen. Tomorrow is also a day's journey! "Mama Pei intimately brought water to Jun Juan.

"Where's Zhehyuk?" She asked. The woods are eerie at night, and there are always strange sounds.

Because there were only two women in the group, she and Mama Pei, who were placed alone, and even the sound of burning torches could be heard clearly in the silence around her, and she was a little afraid.