A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 838 Who did it?
Yuan Wuyou felt unhappy, and his eyes suddenly became sinister and sharp.

"You're coming for me, right? Whoever takes sides at this time is worthy of suspicion. Besides, you're right. I had sex with his brother because it was consensual. He didn't have a wife, and I didn't force him. At that time, his brother and I were separated."

Seeing that the queen had been trapped and had to prove her innocence, the young Khan sitting next to her frowned and could not help but whispered, "Speak to the point!"

"Oh, yes, ahem!" Yuan Wuyou then remembered the main topic. He clenched his fist and put it to his mouth, clearing his throat.

"The key point of this matter is that the relationship between Dangxiang and Bailan was already tense. Not only did you seduce someone's husband, you also killed him. Aren't you deliberately creating friction so that I can clean up your mess?"

When the king said this, the other six people on the other three corners of the table just looked at each other, their minds wandering.

Seeing that these guys dared to be distracted and not listen, the king on the throne raised his hand angrily and slammed the table!
"Turn your face around and look at me!"

"..."

Hearing this, even the young Khan sitting next to her was startled and subconsciously turned his head to stare at her profile.

Yuan Wuyou was used to using both kindness and force. After scolding the person, she met the seven pairs of eyes in front of her, then she cleared her throat and spoke in a gentle tone:
"Besides, even if you have a need, you have male soldiers everywhere under your command. With the convenience of being close to the water, are you still in need of men?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a burly middle-aged general below said with a bitter face:

"The key is that the men from our tribe who come to serve as soldiers are all big and strong. But I have seen the man from Bai Lanxifeng's family a few times. He is really pretty, with a curvy figure and a charming figure! Unfortunately, I am timid and dare not look at him straight in the eye."

Hearing this, the little king on the throne suddenly nodded coldly and pointed at her:
"You are also a suspect. We will interrogate you carefully later."

The woman who was speaking suddenly had a bitter face, "This is so unfair! Go ask around, everyone is praising the old man so much, why are they only trying me?"

"Let's put aside your habit of falling in love with older men. If you really like him, just see if he is willing or not, and then discuss it with his wife."

Yuan Wuyou gritted his teeth and finished his list, but in an instant, he was thrown into a tizzy by the people in front of him!
"That old man is in his twenties or thirties, and he is a husband, but how do you calculate his age? Don't you also like that twenty-something male fox from Qi? They are old too!"

"Yes, yes, yes! There are some things we have wanted to say for a long time. Why do you want to date an old man when you want to date such a young and handsome boy like our Khan?"

Yuan Wuyou was choked by the chatter of these people, and Wan Yuwuyu hurried out to smooth things over, and also slammed the table and stood up!
The young Khan had sinister eyes and looked down upon the troublemakers in front of him, and he shouted at them harshly:

"That's enough! The king was talking about you, why did he bring this Khan up again?"

As he spoke, Dangxiang Khan Wan Yuwuyu glanced at the people in front of him with his cold and gloomy eyes. At the same time, he slowly sat down with his back straight, and questioned in a deep voice with an intimidating tone.

"Who did this kind of thing?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the tribal leaders present, who had been chattering a moment ago, suddenly became well behaved.

First came Mi Qinlin, the young master of the Mi Qin tribe. He waved his hand and said:

"Brother, you know me. If I take action, the one tied to the stool will be his wife."

Wan Yu Wu Yu glared at him and said, "Your matter is not small either. We'll talk about it later."

Mi Qinlin smiled awkwardly and shut up. Yuan Wuyou, who was watching coldly from the side, felt that she seemed to have underestimated Wan Yuwu's prestige in Dangxiang.

Recently, he always humbled himself in front of her, showing her his scars and past, revealing his most vulnerable, helpless, and isolated side...

Therefore, Yuan Wuyou had a preconceived notion and naturally felt that he, as a male Khan dominated by his mother, was in a difficult situation and should be cared for and loved.

But the more Yuan Wuyou got to know the Dangxiang people, the more he found that the Khan Wan Yuwu was still very prestigious. At least when he glared or got angry, they would be afraid. When he spoke sternly, everyone would quiet down and listen obediently.

But in front of Yuan Wuyou, he always pretends to be weak. This makes Yuan Wuyou very confused. Is he a weak person who only shows his true side in front of her? Or is he just a traitor who pretends to be a pig but eats the tiger?
Yuan Wuyou on this side held his chin with one hand and tapped the table with the other, then turned his head slightly to look at the young Khan beside him.

He had a ponytail on his head that was tied together with the white wolf's tail, and slightly curled black hair on his temples. He was examining the leaders in front of him with sharp eyes.

The young man was wearing silver-white armor, but he still looked like he was wearing no clothes. He had broad shoulders and a thin waist, and his figure was extremely thin and skinny.

He also rested his chin with one hand and tapped the table with the other, his eyes looked intimidating without him getting angry, and his voice was deep and oppressive:
"What about you?"

Immediately afterwards, an old woman sitting at the side raised her hand tremblingly and shook her head tremblingly:

"My son, you know grandma. At her age, she has the will but not the strength."

Before the young Khan could say anything, Yuan Wuyou asked:

"May I ask which tribe the old man is from? How old are you this year?"

The old woman grinned, revealing her few missing teeth, "You are still young, I am only seventy-two! Thank you for your concern, my Lord—"

As she spoke, she placed one hand on her chest and trembled as she tried to bow to Yuan Wuyou!
Yuan Wuyou was so frightened that he quickly reached out his hand to support her: "Stop, stop, stop! No need to be so polite!"

Fortunately, the older sister in armor next to the old woman was quite insightful and gave her a hand.

The male Khan who was sitting next to the queen also spoke up at the right time:

"This is the leader of the Feiting tribe. He is a close friend of my mother."

Yuan Wuyou then nodded and said, "The old man is already seventy years old, and he has come to the Central Plains to work hard in order to unite the Dangxiang. It is indeed a bit difficult for the old man."

The young Khan who was sitting next to him nodded his chin and glanced at the girl in armor next to him. He smiled knowingly at her timely intervention.

Seeing that she was tough on the outside but soft on the inside and was still cooperating with him, he felt more at ease and relieved.

Next, the young Khan's scrutinizing gaze shifted from the seventy-year-old woman to the woman in armor next to the old woman.

It was the middle-aged female leader who had just joked that the victim was an "old man".

After being spotted by the young Khan, she quickly responded:
"Nephew, you know your aunt. Wangli is the most populous tribe of the Tanguts besides the Tuoba. I can't even afford to visit the little boys of our Wangli, so how could I be interested in a man from another tribe?"

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