Ugly Princess: The Second Marry of the Bloodthirsty Eighth Prince

Chapter 266

She was surprised to see him carefully hanging the heavy tiger amulet around her neck, and couldn't help being dumbfounded, "You seriously? I can't guarantee that I won't take it as a gift." Hehe, she took the corner of the token hard Bite hard, yo, it's really golden!

Wang frowned, and looked down at the wrinkled face in front of him from biting the tiger talisman.

He told himself that he only let her because she took the initiative to save Mobei for him.

Wuhuan Khan had a gloomy face, thought for a while, and roared: "Okay, but ten days is too long, the king of Ben Khan only gave you five days, and after five days, no evidence was found to prove your innocence in Mo Bei. King Khan held his head on his neck and led his iron cavalry to fight against you, Mobei!"

"Hmph, someone, take that 'boy' away!"

"withdraw troops!"

Wait, head on the item? !She instinctively wanted to renege on her debt.

The voice of the king leaned forward, "Are you sure, you can save Prince Wuhuan alive?"

She turned her head and stared at him innocently, "How do I know, I don't even know whether he is square or round, flat or long, I was just talking nonsense, and I want to help you for the sake of buying me a drink that day. Hey, I'm back on my word, I don't want to go to that ghost Wuhuan, why don't you take this brand back, it hurts my neck, hehe." She didn't want to die young.

She also has a master, a senior brother, and a lot of good life.

Wang smiled at her, that smile was deeper and more charming than amber agate, and it was terribly beautiful. His voice was magnetic and deep, which made her shiver.

"There's a saying in your Central Plains, it's hard to get rid of water? What you say is like water poured out. You have accepted Wuhuan Khan and want to go back on your word. According to this king, it's hard." After speaking, he grabbed her by the shoulder, Half-closed his eyes, playing with his taste: "You don't seem to have much trust in this king's ability? Don't worry, if you are really in trouble, this king will definitely bring back your whole body." God, is this his promise?

She traveled south and north with her master, thinking that the Nanwu people in the south were the most cunning, but she didn't expect that the men in Mobei were even more treacherous than the Nanwu people.

The most treacherous leader is still the majestic Mobei King.

Really, it is an insult to his ancestors generation after generation.

Ever since, she bid farewell to her dear brother with tears like this, and was bound to the Wuhuan tribe by a group of thick-backed Wuhuan men.

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Although Wuhuan King's Court is not as big as Mobei King's Court, it has a large population and livestock. The white felt buns lined up in a row are like Donghua Goubuli buns filled with soup, falling on the green lotus leaf buns. The fragrance is attractive.

goo~
She was already hallucinating from hunger, and everything looked like food, especially the little brother in front of her who helped her lead the horse along the way. His thick arms were fat, like the famous roast suckling pig in Zuixianglou Leg, she drooled unceremoniously, bit down hard, and suddenly, there was a howling sound.

Just bite it, and you won't die. It's a shame, a shame, a shame to cry so badly.

The little brother widened his eyes and accused her fiercely, well, she realized that this little brother is still a child, but he is a little taller, about a few years younger than her, so the meat is tender, not to mention, It was born by a fucking person, if you bite it so hard, will it not hurt?

It's not that the Wuhuan people were mean and she didn't give her anything to eat, but that all they ate was fishy milk and unknown meat that was dried like a stone. , she decided that she would rather go hungry than abuse her stomach.

A thick arm picked her up, causing her to vomit bitter water all over the floor. She had nothing to vomit, and just when she was about to faint, someone threw her into a felt bag. Sober again.

"Shatuo! Look, who father Khan brought for you!" That Wuhuan Khan left her and strode towards the low couch.

"Khan..." A group of people knelt down inside.

"What happened to the prince, have you woken up yet?"

"Back to Khan, no, never."

"Hi..." Wuhuan Khan twitched his big beard, and looked at her with thick eyes, "Come on, hurry up, bring this brat here and let him treat the prince!"

She, who was called a brat, was carried to the low couch.

"You, if you can't save my son, Ben Khan will chop off your head to pay homage to my son's heroic spirit!"

Weakly, she opened her eyelids and glanced at the ashes on the couch, "Difficult, difficult, difficult." She said three times, shaking her head and nodding.

"What did you say!" Wuhuan Khan grabbed her by the collar.Angry eyebrows.

"Although it's difficult, but..." She let him grab her, but fortunately she hung herself on him.

"Quickly tell me, are you going to save your life?!" Wuhuan Khan was very worried.

She opened her eyelids again and looked at the man lying in the pile of fox fur, pretending to be profound.

Wuhuan Khan was in a hurry.

He was anxious, but she wanted him to be anxious, to make him regret calling her a brat.

"You, you, you, you, you are talking!" Wuhuan Khan was so anxious at this moment that he completely ignored the Khan's prestige, like ants on a hot pot, he was suffering, angry, anxious, angry, mournful, and afraid If one is too strong and strangles this skinny 'child' to death, then even a glimmer of hope is lost.

She said weakly, "I, I, I, I have no strength..."

Wuhuan Khan's face froze, and he immediately looked at her like a pig's liver, as if he only realized her discomfort at this moment. He slapped his head violently and let go of his hand, and she just fell to the ground, grinning in pain, Wuhuan Khan hurriedly pulled her up again, and leaned forward with an old face full of beards, "Brat, you, you, are you hurt?" How did he know that if he didn't eat for two days, a mere man would be hungry? With this kind of character, if they don't eat or drink for a few days, they will definitely not fall down!
Looking at the 'her' who could be melted by a single wind blow, he was like a bewildered father at this moment, but the words he yelled were like thunder. "Come on!"

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