The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 297 Turkic Commander (1)
A thin veil covered the faces of the three of them. Looking at the appearances of Xiao An and Xiao Rong during the day, Bai Lijing knew that the Turkic barbarians had indeed left behind real beauties, only with these exposed eyes , can make people yearn for the face under their veil.

However, after they washed and dressed, they were not taken directly to the place where they worshiped heaven, but were taken to another large tent, where there were three long tables with pens, inks, papers and inkstones.The three of them were pressed to sit on the chairs opposite the long table, and were asked to take off their veils. Three Turkic men who looked like painters stared at their faces and drew them on the drawing paper.

Unexpectedly, the Turkic barbarians also presented the portraits of women just like the selection of concubines by the Daxing court, and only those who the emperor liked were summoned.

"Smile. Be happy," the painter demanded.

Who can laugh when the country is ruined and the family is trapped in the enemy's camp?None of the three girls moved.

Seeing that they were not cooperating, another painter advised in a low voice: "Forget it, it's just for the two khans and marshals to choose, even if it's cold, it's okay, it's these three beauties who pick and choose. If they The three beauties of Japan have been favored, thinking of your rude and arrogant request, killing your head is only a matter of one sentence..."

The misfortune of beauties has happened throughout the ages, and everyone is afraid of the king's pillow.Bai Lijing didn't lament that one day she would become a woman to be elected to the king's side, but she was thinking that with these portraits, it would be even more difficult for the three of them to escape.Unless there is that kind of disguise technique.

Finally the painting was finished, and three more women from the Turkic court came and led them along the long road paved with bright red carpets. The road was straight, leading directly to the altar in front.

As he got closer, Bailijing saw that besides the crude sacrificial offerings such as bull's head and sheep's head, there were several Daxing soldiers in armor kneeling on the altar. Behind them stood a burly naked man holding a big knife With the Turkic barbarian on her upper body, her footsteps stopped immediately. At the same time, Xiao Rong beside her shouted hysterically in the direction of the altar: "Big brother! Big brother! You let my big brother go!"

Her voice was mournful and sharp, and one of the Daxing soldiers kneeling in front of the altar raised his head, opened his eyes and said, "Sister! Sister! Xiaorong!" He was kneeling there before, but now he was struggling vigorously. Trying to get up, the iron man opened his eyes angrily and shouted, "You bastards! Let my sister go! Let my sister go! I'll fuck you all!"

"It's so noisy!" A voice of dissatisfaction suddenly came from the high seat of the altar, and the executioner at the side immediately raised his sword and lowered his sword, brother Xiaorong's head rolled to the ground, and the Daxing man didn't shut up until he died. on the eyes.

"Ah!" Xiao Rong screamed like crazy, her shrill voice echoed on the altar, the Turkic woman beside her tried to grab her, but failed, Xiao Rong pushed her away viciously, and stood guard nearby. Turkic barbarians bumped away.

The barbarian instinctively raised the sharp knife, Xiao Rong not only did not hide, but took the initiative to meet her with her chest, the sharp knife passed through her heart, pierced her thin body, and the blood-stained tip of the knife pierced her back , blood spattered that Turkic barbarian all over.

This scene happened too suddenly, without any warning, the beautiful girl like a flower died instantly, her blood dyed the green grass of Mobei Grassland bright red.Xiao An shrank away from Bailijing in horror, and the two hugged each other, Bailijing looked at Xiao Rong who was lying in a pool of blood without blinking.

Whether it is the soldiers of Daxing or this girl named Xiaorong, they are all her subjects. She is the noble first princess of Daxing, and she enjoys the love and support of thousands of people as a matter of course. She didn't even have the ability to protect them, and watched them die tragically, while the beasts of the enemy country wiped the blood off their knives and continued to slaughter her people, never ending...

Should she stand up at such a time and tell those Turkic people that she is the princess of Daxing, she represents the imperial court of Daxing, and should bear the consequences of the war more than these ordinary soldiers and unarmed women, what do they want to do? It should only be directed at her!

Yes, it should all be directed at her.

Just when Bailijing let go of Xiaoan's hand, turned her face to face Turkic Khan on the high platform and was about to make a sound, a figure suddenly appeared behind her and hit her hard, and Bailijing, who was caught off guard, almost fell down , Xiaoan hurriedly supported her.

The slender figure still didn't forget to turn around, glanced at Bailijing's veil, then gave her a hard look, and snorted, "Nanman woman, what's so good about it? Don't you have two eyes and one mouth? Look again, Look at digging out your eyeballs!"

Judging from the clothes and attire, this is a Turkic nobleman.

Sure enough, the girl jumped up to the high platform, and said proudly: "Father, Brother Qi, don't you say that Situ He is a wooden man? He wouldn't even say a word if he was killed... But, guess what Situ He is today?" What did he say to me?"

Bailijing no longer cared about whether this girl was a Turkic princess, or whether she should stand up and reveal her identity. This was the first time she really heard someone talking about He, even if from the mouth of the enemy.

"Yinyue, don't mess around, what kind of trouble did you make in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven?" Yelu Dalu, Khan of Turkic North, scolded.

The young man named Yeluqi seemed to be very interested in this topic, and said with a low and thick voice, "Oh? Yinyue, tell me, what method did you use to get him to talk?"

Princess Yinyue proudly put her hands behind her back and paced in front of the high platform, "It's so simple! I just took the silver pendant on his wrist, and he yelled at me like crazy..."

"Beating him to pieces and not seeing him snort, a silver pendant can make Situ He speak?" Yeluqi sneered, as if he didn't believe it.

Princess Yinyue was in a hurry, and said unrelentingly: "What I said is true! Otherwise, you can go and have a look with me later!"

"Hmph, Huangshuiguan was defeated, and Situ He lost even the final use value. What are you keeping him for? Today, he should be beheaded to sacrifice to the sky! Yinyue, you should have a measure of nonsense!" Bei Han Yelu Dalu was dissatisfied.

"I'm not fooling around!" Princess Yinyue argued.

"Okay, okay, Beihan, since Yinyue said that Situ He can speak, let's keep him for now, anyway, he can't escape." Yeluqi stood up from the back of the chair, and his eagle eyes swept across the room. All the Turkic soldiers, the kneeling captives, and the two Baili Jing who were standing dumbly said, "Clean up the unclean things and prepare to sacrifice to heaven!"

"Yes!" The Turkic soldiers shouted loudly.

Soon, Xiao Rong's body was rolled down, but the blood stains on the grass were not cleaned up. Then, Yeluqi, Yelu Dalu and others raised their glasses to the sky. Amid the executioner's beheading sound, the heads of Daxing soldiers rolled down on the ground. Well, they drank the wine from their cups...

(End of this chapter)