Concubine Mad Concubine

Chapter 508

"lady."

Wu Yu walked up to Xiyan, held the sword in both hands, bowed his body, with a respectful attitude, and there was no trace of contempt in his brows.

"Clap clap."

As soon as Wu Yu raised his head, he received two severe slaps on the face. Xiyan's strength was already strong, and the two slaps were full of anger. The strength can be imagined. Rao is a big man like Wu Yu, but he still keeps slapping him. He took a few steps back, stabilized his figure, and raised his head. His wheat-colored skin turned pale, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Raising his eyes, he happened to collide with Xi Yan's gaze. Those eyes that were always clear did not have the blazing anger he imagined. On the contrary, the frost there was condensed, and it was cold, mocking, mocking, and seemed to have some pity and regret.

Without even thinking about it, Wu Yu wiped off the blood stains at the corners of his mouth with the clothes on his body. He frowned and pulled the wound at the corners of his mouth. With a hiss, he straightened up, and his eagle-like eyes seemed to be flickering: " I know Madam is very skilled, but two fists are no match for four hands, you just gave birth to your son and your body is weak, I don't want to hurt Madam."

The last sentence was extremely sincere, but it made Xiyan find it funny.

"You should still call me Princess Gong, Ta Qiyu."

Xiyan pursed her lips slightly, without even raising her eyes, her words were like sharp knives, without the slightest sentimentality, as if the person standing in front of her was not the person who had been with her for three years, but a stranger, even a stranger Not as good.

Wu Yu stared at Xi Yan, the expression on his face did not change a bit, but the faint trembling of the hand holding the sword revealed his mood at the moment.

Xiyan looked at Wu Yu and laughed softly. The laughter seemed to be pleasant, and it made people feel that when she laughed, she also breathed a sigh of relief: "My eyes are really bad."

When she said this, Xi Yan had a bright smile on her face, her slender white fingers gently brushed across her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled, as if she was sighing.

"Takiyu, I really don't understand, what do you want?"

The corners of Xiyan's mouth turned up, and she blinked her eyes. From the eyes of others, she seemed to really not understand.

what do you want?Wu Yu looked at Xiyan, but the eagle-like figure seemed to have passed her and fell towards the dark night.

He suddenly remembered that time in Yilou, when she fell from the sky, she was dressed in white. At that time, he really thought he saw a god, standing against the wind, wanton and arrogant, just like the wind, no one can catch it, and no one can restrain it Yes, the proud wind.

At that time, he really surrendered to him in his heart. His respect was even higher than that of the Bull God, and he wanted to follow her for the rest of his life.

When did it change?What did it change?He didn't know, really didn't know, when he followed her back then, he never thought that one day he would break his original vow.

For the rest of my life, I swear to follow.

"If I hadn't brought you out of that man-eating place, even if you had the ability to survive, do you think you would have survived to this day? And your brother, if I hadn't found the best doctor for him to take care of him, I'm afraid He has already become the food of those mad cows. It is easy for people to add flowers to the cake, but it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow, so some people will miss it for the rest of their lives. I have the grace of saving your life and the grace of knowing you. I, Mo Xiyan, gave it to you Everything, my love for you is more than just sending charcoal in the snow."

Ta Qiyu looked down at the withered and yellow leaves on the ground, he didn't dare to look at Xi Yan again.

The night wind howled, rolled up the leaves on the ground, and hit the man's face, causing severe pain.

"My lord, you can't be soft-hearted."

That person spoke Liuli's language, but with a strong Hun accent, like a foreigner speaking Chinese. Although it was a bit nondescript, Xi Yan could still hear what they were talking about.

"Shut up."

Wu Yu yelled at the men in black with knives, and held his head with his hands, as if in great pain, Xi Yan looked at his embarrassed look, and didn't speak, but the smile deepened.

"Ma'am, why?"

This time, he still didn't call her Concubine Gong, but continued to call her Mrs., his hawk-like eyes actually contained resentment.

"Madam, that place is my hometown."

After hesitating and struggling for a while, he said to Xiyan.

"Ta Qiyu, the person he killed was Xia Yebai. That person is my husband, the person I care about the most. You have been with me for so long. You should know who hurt him. Kill him without forgiveness." , Wu Weihan, the crime is unforgivable."

Xiyan's heart felt as if icy water had passed through her. She found it ridiculous. Everyone likes to find excuses for their mistakes. Betrayal is betrayal. That's the truth. Is it enough to find excuses?

"Takiyu, you are really ridiculous."

Eyes like ice, voice like a sharp blade, everything is cold and heartless, and Taqiyu feels pain like a piercing heart.

"I'm really curious, what is your belief? Taqiyu, are you a person of faith? What is your belief?"

If one's beliefs can be easily changed, is that still a belief?
If other Huns said such words, she might still be a little bit moved, but this person is Wu Yu, and to be honest, she really just thought it was funny.

The Huns are excited about the Bull God, but on Yilou, she watched him fight with the bull that she worshiped as a god in order to protect her younger brother, and she was not untouched. The so-called family affection existed like a taboo in her heart , so when she saw him fight those bulls in order to protect his younger brother, she stepped forward.

Of course, she has never been such a selfless person, and naturally she would not do such a dangerous thing because of that little touch. Maybe she was too impatient. After all, she needed too many people at that time, but There were too few people around her, she valued that loyalty, and needed that loyalty.

She knew that Wu Yu was definitely not just a Hun. How could ordinary Hun people have such a deep understanding of Wuwei Khan and Zhi Ning? People ignore bloody places, shouldn't they hate it?There is also the trust in the bottom of my heart. She doesn't doubt the person who doubts it, and the employer does not doubt it. She has no doubts, but that person has failed her trust.

"I never knew that you still have your country in your heart. I don't think I am a dictator, and I am democratic enough for you. If you want to leave and be loyal to your country, I will never stop it. It is said that the men in the grassland are bloody, but I didn't expect that the one I took a fancy to was a villain."

(End of this chapter)