Qin Liu stared at Old Man Lou with a good look: "So, your Baoguo Mansion pushed me, a widow, out to be cannon fodder?"

Old man Lou hurriedly smiled and waved his hand: "No." It's just my idea......"

Qin Liucai didn't believe it, no matter how high the old man Lou's martial arts were, he wouldn't take the initiative to come to the grassland to take risks.

Now that she has come here, she has nothing to say, she can only take one step at a time.

Early the next morning, Qin Liu was taken to a magnificent yurt, which was guarded by many heavily armed Mongolian soldiers.

She touched the three gold ingots in her arms through her clothes and took a deep breath.

How this trip ends depends on today.

I don't know which Mongolian boss she wants to meet.

After a while, she saw someone approaching with a little mute. The little mute was a little surprised to see her here, and nodded at her, his eyes a little reassuring.

Qin Liu took a few more glances at the little mute's new outfit.

He was dressed in a new royal blue Mongolian robe, his unruly hair was tied up with a black hairband two fingers wide, and he walked with a thin and tall figure without losing his heroic spirit.

Qin Liu couldn't help but sigh secretly. This is the radiant prince of the steppe, who has lost all light, and has been nesting in her little shop for months.

After a while, there was a sound of talking in the magnificent yurt.

An old female voice said, "Balsborot, don't blame your father Khan. Don't talk about him, I'm disappointed in you as a mother. Your name means Iron Tiger, but you are like a coward, first hiding under the hands of the fire sieve to survive, and then running away, refusing the olive branch handed by the Taishi. You've disgraced our Golden Family! ”

Qin Liu's heart was stuffed, feeling sorry for the little mute.

He finally escaped from the right wing that imprisoned him and returned to his parents, and he was greeted with such words!

No matter what he was, he was only a boy under twenty years old. The old woman talking in the tent is probably the mother of the little mute, the Mongolian heroine Manduhai Queen.

The little mute replied sincerely: "Although my escape is cowardly, only in this way can I bring a way for my two sons to live." Mother, I'm already a father and don't want my child to die. ”

The old woman continued: "You are a man, and you can have as many sons as you want. But the Golden Family's surname cannot be tarnished! ”

The little mute retorted, "Yes, I can have as many children as I want." But Gunberic and I have only one father! Their mother is gone. If I don't think about them anymore, they will only die! ”

The old woman's voice was full of anger: "The fire sieve is their uncle, so it will naturally protect them!" ”

"The fire sieve was seriously injured, and it is not clear how many years he will live. Otherwise, how dare Taishi be so arrogant?! ”

The old woman didn't speak, and after a moment of silence, she said again: "In that case, why are you involved with the Han people again?" What is the identity of the Han woman outside the door? ”

The little mute replied: "She is just an ordinary Han commoner, who came to the grassland to sell horses and earn some money to make a living." Nothing special. ”

The old woman sneered: "Ordinary Han women dare to go deep into the grassland to sell horses? She then shouted: "Someone, summon Ah Hei Ma over!" ”

The guards standing outside the yurt took the order.

The old woman in the yurt said: "The affairs of the Han people, Ah Heima knows best. It is up to him to judge the most appropriate. ”

Qin Liu, who was outside the yurt, looked up at the dazzling sun in the blue sky.

With the blessing of the little mute, she was lucky enough to wait outside the yurt of the Queen of Mandu Sea?!

She wasn't too worried about who she was. She is indeed a poor little widow struggling to survive!

She only hopes that the little mute can be accepted by his family and clansmen, and that she can come home safely and safely.

Amitabha!

Qin Liu closed his eyes and prayed, and after a while, he heard hurried footsteps.

Following the guards was a middle-aged Mongolian man, dressed in a rich brown moire Mongolian robe, a bowled hat with a wide brim, and a handful of bangs on his forehead. With a wide face, a pair of small triangular eyes flashed brightly.

When the middle-aged man passed by Qin Liu, he stopped. He looked her up and down suspiciously, and finally entered the yurt with a knowing smile.

"Xiaguan Ah Heima meets the Queen of Mandu Sea!" The deep voice of a middle-aged man came from the yurt.

"No courtesy. Ah Heima, you have served as an envoy to the Ming Dynasty many times, and no one in our grassland can compare to your understanding of the Ming Dynasty. The woman outside the yurt, do you know where she came from? ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Queen Hui, she is the granddaughter of Liu Daxia, the secretary of the Ming Dynasty's military department!" ”

"Is that true?!"

Two exclamations came from the yurt. Listening to the voices, one is the queen of the Mandu Sea, and the other is a little mute.

Qin Liu outside the yurt was also taken aback!

She just remembered a few days ago that her grandfather was the first assistant of the cabinet, and her grandfather's name was actually Liu Daxia, and he was still a secretary of the military department?

She froze in confusion and carefully searched the memories of Liu Daxia in her mind, but found nothing.

Before Qin Liu could think about it, he heard a woman's shout from the yurt, and the guards outside the yurt immediately surrounded Qin Liu, the sword was unsheathed, and a spear went straight to Qin Liu's throat!

Qin Liu looked at the tip of the grass that was only an inch away from his throat, and was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, cold sweat rippled!

Only one sentence flashed in her mind: "Today my life is dead!" ”

Yes, she is the granddaughter of the Ming Dynasty's military department, but she came to the Mongolian royal court in disguise in the name of selling horses, not to spy on intelligence?

How could the Mongols let her go back alive?

Qin Liu didn't close her eyes this time, she opened her eyes wide and looked at the blue sky and white clouds above her head.

Dying under this blue sky, white clouds and bright sun is also open.

However, the Mongol guards did not kill her immediately, but remained motionless in a position that they could kill her at any time.

What the hell is this?

Qin Liu settled down and pricked up his ears to listen to the movement in the yurt.

Nothing was heard, only a rustling sound that resembled a whisper.

Qin Liu felt that every minute and second in the next was as long as a century.

What is more terrible than death is waiting for the moment of death. It's long and terrifying, and it's extremely difficult.

Tears flowed down her cheeks.

Qin Liu didn't feel ashamed. He is a coward, and he has always been afraid of death.

I didn't pee my pants in fear, I was already very brave.

I don't know how many centuries later, there was finally a new movement in the yurt - someone came out.

What came out was the middle-aged Mongolian man named Ah Hema.

(End of chapter)