Hibiscus Flower West Moon Splendid

Chapter 114: Doubtful Bow Moon City (5)
Like eight years ago, I braided my hair into a big braid and hung it behind my head, and I was wearing an ordinary Turkic brocade robe.On the way back to Gongyue City, I was finally discovered by Feijue as my daughter. Maybe because I saved him, he didn't treat me harshly, but instead sent a doctor to treat me.As soon as he returned to Gongyue City, what greeted him was the news of Zhigu Khan's rebellion. He had just returned to the tooth tent, but left in a hurry without saying a word to me.He took Biying away, no matter on the way to Gongyue City or in the city, Biying never said anything to me, she didn't even look at me, as if she didn't know me at all.This made me wonder for a while whether there is such a person as Yao Biying in my life.

Qixi is worthy of being the best among Tibetan mastiffs. It sniffed my breath all the way and followed us through the desert. When it appeared in front of us as thin as skin and bones, everyone was shocked.Saruer thought it was Tengger's celestial object, so he kept it. Unfortunately, it didn't eat anything except the food I fed it, so Saruer tolerantly let it stay with me.

Before he set out to conquer Ba Yegu, he sent me this big colorful parrot, and I was more interested in the feathers of this parrot than its words.Maybe he forgot that parrots are a little afraid of Qixi Festival, and I plucked out a feather of that parrot, and the result made this parrot, which is said to talk everything, become dumb overnight, which also gave me an inspiration, I named this parrot Xiaoya, so my room was quieter.

In contrast, my neighbor Logotoast's daughter, Zhuolandom, is much more energetic than me.

She was very dissatisfied with the way the Turkic people received her, and began to scold people energetically after eating and drinking every day.She was already beautiful and lovely, and when she was angry, her cheeks were even more flushed like rouge. Unfortunately, Tibetan language is really a profound knowledge for me and many Turkic soldiers. We couldn't understand what she was cursing. .Even so, the Turkic soldiers gradually developed the habit. After breakfast and worshiping their Tengger, they all came to "pilgrimage" Zhuolandom, who stomped and scolded people.

At night, she who misses her hometown will sing sad Tibetan songs. Her singing voice is as beautiful as the sound of nature. Only then will she show her tenderness. I will also be drawn to bursts of sadness by her singing, and then I will find out Many Turkic soldiers squatted under her window and wiped their tears with her.

Until one day, the team leader guarding us discovered this phenomenon, and naturally scolded all the soldiers, and then punished them.Naturally, Zhuorandom would not miss this opportunity, and scolded the captain for a long time.The captain is the captain after all, and he even understood Zhuolang Duomu’s Tibetan language, because I found that the veins on his forehead were throbbing violently. Finally, I couldn’t bear it anymore and pushed the first beauty in Tubo to the ground, and cursed to the sky: “Teng Ge Li, Hurry up and shut up this nasty woman."

I thought that Zhuran Duomu would cry on the ground, but she got up all of a sudden, and then slapped the captain incredibly quickly, and kicked the most important part of the man with a bright kick, and picked up the candlestick with one hand knocked him out.Then a burly man fell to the ground all of a sudden, because she was an important hostage of the Turks and also a princess, he didn't dare to fight back, so he had to block it with his hands while calling for people to come in.However, when the Turkic people came in, the captain had made no sound. They were stunned to find that Zhuorandom hit his head hard again and again, until it exploded, and the brains sprayed on her pretty face , she hasn't stopped yet.She was cursing in extremely fluent Turkic dialect: "You despicable Turkic bastard, do you think you can wantonly insult the daughter of the Luoguo family by using despicable means?"

This incident made me deeply appreciate the strength of women from the Western Regions. At the same time, it also made all the Turkic men in this yard see the other side of the lover of their dreams. No one dares to approach her anymore. After all, everyone is asking The same question: Who is to blame for beating someone to death?
I heard the soldiers whispering during the day, and so and so woke up in the middle of the night with one hand covering their crotch and the other holding their head.

The first thing the newly transferred captain did when he took office was that he was ordered to lock up Zhuolanduomu alone, and then studied for a while, who was practicing quill calligraphy in silence all day long.

Droland Dom started a hunger strike, and the new captain became nervous again and begged her to eat.She throws out all the food that comes in, even the dishes, and doesn't let anyone get near it.The new captain locked me together with her, begging me to take care of her in a low voice.

My condition was to let me meet Qifang, but he didn't agree, but he assured me that everything was fine with Qifang, the accommodation conditions were not much different from mine, and it was said that there were beauties serving him.Seeing that I didn't believe it, he hurried out, and when he came in, he brought me a roll of parchment with four words written on it: don't worry, be safe.

Relieved, I walked into the room of Drorandom, only to find that she was too hungry to speak, her voice was already hoarse from crying, but she was still crying and muttering something in her mouth.I listened closely, but I didn't expect to understand it this time. It turned out to be the word Yuerong.

I sighed secretly, and started to wipe her bloody and chapped lips lightly with a towel dipped in water, and fed her some juice.

She woke up faintly, shed tears when she saw me, and turned her face to ignore me.

I said softly to her in Chinese: "The princess is awake? Here is a little rice soup, let me feed you some."

She didn't move.She was silent and so was I.After a while, I said to her in Turkic, not very fluent: "Does the princess still remember the holy lake?"

I looked at Populus euphratica whirling outside the window and said with a smile: "That was the first time I saw the holy lake. It is so beautiful and pure, just like the singing of the princess. If I have a chance, I will definitely go there again. When the time comes, the princess will bring I'll go swimming in the holy lake."

She moved her body slightly, and said softly in fluent Chinese: "The water in the holy lake is holy water, made from the compassionate tears of the dragon girl, and you can only take a bath on Tianjie."

I smiled warmly and said, "It turns out that the princess's Chinese is so good."

She turned her head away and stopped talking, just tears rolling down her cheeks.

I said a few words of comfort: "Princess, don't worry, your father will rescue you, and then you can go to the holy lake to celebrate the festival."

"I am the most noble and beautiful princess in Tubo, but now I am reduced to a slave. My father will not rescue me, he is a villain who prostitutes himself. When he married me, he was looking at Dali or Turkic which is stronger. Some. Now that the Turks have defeated Dali, he will definitely marry me to that barbarian Saruer." Zhuolandomu threw himself into my arms and covered his face and wept, "My elder sister was taken captive to Khitan. On the contrary, he said that it was my sister who married the King of Khitan. My sister and her man are doing well, and the child is just one month old, how could he be willing to marry the King of Khitan. Later, my sister died in less than three months, but he did not even He didn't shed a single tear, and even called sister a stupid woman." Zhuolandomu sneered, "Anyway, he has a lot of daughters, and he doesn't care about me at all."

She looked at the moonlight and murmured: "If I hadn't seen the moon, I might still be able to live... But I am already his, I love him, I only love him... Instead of being killed by the Turks It is better to choose to die noblely, so that he can always remember me."

I stroked her hair, sighed, and said softly, "Then you can't die. The more others want you to die, the more you want to live."

She raised her haggard tear face and stared blankly at me.

I smiled and said, "Live, Dorondome. Even if you suffer, you have to live. As long as you live, there is hope." I picked up the rice soup and winked at her, "Don't be sad, don't forget, Your husband, Prince Duan of Dali, is very... tough. Although he is not a good person, he has always been strict with his things. He is much stronger than you and your father imagined. He is not so easy to admit defeat As long as he survives, he will fight back fiercely."

She opened her mouth in astonishment, and I took the opportunity to feed a mouthful of porridge, "He is so stingy, so stingy that he can only go in and out, and he will definitely take back what belongs to him. Since you belong to him, he will naturally not give it up Give you up to someone else."

She swallowed this mouthful of rice soup, blushed and thought about it, and suddenly cried again, "Prince Duan has countless beauties in the harem, without my father's support, he will not treat me well." The face, with countless braids draped on the embroidered front, is very pitiful, "And I can tell that he loves you. The way he looks at you is completely different from the way he looks at me. The other day I saw him kiss your mouth so deeply So happy, but he made out with me but he was unwilling to kiss my mouth anyway."

Should I discuss kissing with her?I was at a loss for words.

She looked at me and said coldly: "Aren't you happy when I die? Why did you save me?"

I choked up for a long time before I said: "Look, you're thinking too much, he and I are not the kind of relationship you think... We've known each other for many years, but he and I are like holding hands with left hands, without feelings, But..." I cleared my throat, "do you know how beautiful you are?"

I started to praise her, diverted her thinking, let her rebuild all the confidence of a woman, and emphasized that she can live as a woman, if her father doesn't want her, or if she really can't live in the same period , you can come to join me and help me do business in Tubo and the Western Regions.Her fluent Chinese, Turkic, Tubo, Sogdian, etc. can make her an excellent high-paying small language translator.

Under such conditions of house arrest, where there is a possibility of losing your head anytime and anywhere, in fact, it is a bit unreliable to talk about these compulsory courses for modern women. I did not expect that Zhulang Duomu was successfully diverted by me, and I was puzzled for a long time Said: "You are really different. But you and I are women, how can a woman travel far and wide?"

"What about women? In this world, women can do what men can do, and women can do what men can't. For example... this... can men have children?"

I basically said this argument to everyone in my group of concubines, and there was a smile on her bewildered little face.In the end, I handed her rice soup and concluded my statement: "As long as you want to live, no one can end your fate."

She thought for a long time and finally shed tears again, slowly sat up straight, took my rice soup with a frown, and ate it with tears.

After she finished drinking the rice soup, the maid waited for her to wash and wash. She gradually regained her arrogance, nodded to me and said, "You are fine, is your name Jun Mowen?"

This is the first time she called my name, I smiled and nodded at her, but she looked at me for a while, and said in a princess tone: "I will let Prince Duan make you a side concubine."

"Oh!" I dragged out my voice, half a smile but not a smile, "Thank you." I cursed in my heart, you really match Duan Yuerong!

At this time, bursts of cheers came from outside the window: "Almighty Tengger blesses the Turks to win, and His Majesty Khan has won again. The Great Turks defeated the Khitans and captured Mount Qiaoba."

I went out to inquire about the news, but I saw many Turkic people talking excitedly about how many cattle and sheep, how many slaves, how many beauties the Turks captured the entire Bayegu tribe, and so on.

(End of this chapter)