The queen mother wants to go against the sky: General, please take your seat

Chapter 588 Go To Hell With Her

After a black hawk circled several times in the sky above the royal court, it landed on a stone pillar. A servant stepped on a ladder and carefully untied the small wooden tube tied to the black hawk's left leg.

When Tiemuta saw the small wooden tube, he was still lying on the bed. When Mo Liangyu beside him heard footsteps walking towards the bed, he pulled the quilt tightly around his naked body.

The servant brought the letter poured out of the small wooden tube to the iron wooden tower with both hands.

Tie Muta glanced at the letter, then sat up, and said to the servant: "Go and call the military division and the others to discuss matters."

The servant hurriedly took orders and retreated.

A female slave with a nose ring came forward and helped Tiemuta get dressed.

"Khan?" Mo Liangyu poked her head out of the quilt and called Tiemuta.

Tie Muta turned to look at Mo Liangyu, now Miss Mo San speaks fluent barbarians, people who don't know, hearing Miss Mo San speak, will definitely think that she is a girl who grew up in the desert outside the pass.Tiemu Pagoda treats Mo Liangyu very well now, this woman's appearance is a bit unsuitable to him, she is too pure, but this woman is intelligent and considerate.

You can't ask a woman to be exactly what you want, can you?King Khan felt that even if one day he got the most beautiful flower in Liaodong, that flower would not be perfect. After all, Mo Liangyuan's reputation was not bad at all except being savage and stupid.

"What's the matter?" Tiemu Tower asked.

Mo Liangyu hesitated to speak, and said: "The concubine just wants to sweat."

"You girls from the Central Plains," Tie Muta shook his head, "If you want to ask anything, just ask, can I beat you?"

Mo Liangyu smiled softly.

"Mo Liangyuan turned back to Ming Xiao," Tie Muta said, "My chess piece was destroyed by her."

"Ah!" Mo Liangyu exclaimed in a low voice.

"Now, Mo Sangqing doesn't have to go to Futuguan," Tiemuta said again.

Mo Liangyu said sadly, "Khan, what should we do now?"

When the female slave tied Tiemu Ta's belt, she tightened the belt a bit, which caused her to get Tiemu Ta's kick.

"Continue," Tie Muta said coldly to the female slave who fell on the ground.

The female slave hurriedly got up from the ground again, and continued to serve Tiemu Pagoda to get dressed.

Mo Liangyu was indifferent to this scene. In the royal court, the lives of slaves are not as valuable as cattle and horses. It is the slave's luck that this female slave made Tiemu Tower unhappy, but she still survived.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?" Tie Muta asked Mo Liangyu at this time.

Mo Liangyu whispered: "I don't understand important national affairs."

Tie Muta opened his arms and asked the female slave to button his clothes.

"It's just that Mo Liangyuan has the ability to spoil the sweat?" Mo Liangyu said again: "Someone must be helping her."

"You're right," Tiemuta said, "Yan Lingchuan's eldest son followed her back to Liaodong, and now it's this kid who is organizing the army at Ming Xiao Pass."

Mo Liangyu sighed: "What about the concubine, someone must be helping her."

"Yunmo," Tie Muta said, "Have you heard of this name?"

Of course Mo Liangyu had heard of the name Yunmo, but when Tiemuta asked, Mo Liangyu shook her head and said, "I have never heard of it."

The daughters of big families in the Central Plains are all raised in deep boudoirs, never see outsiders, and never go out, so Tie Muta believes Mo Liangyu's words.

"Khan, is this cloud ink very powerful? Is it worth asking Khan specifically?" Mo Liangyu pretended to be curious.

"He used to be called Yan Mo, and he was Yan Lingchuan's eldest son," Tie Muta said, "He is also Mo Sangqing's junior, a person who should have died a long time ago."

Mo Liangyu said: "It sounds very powerful, but he doesn't sweat too much."

Tiemu Tower laughed out loud, he didn't pay attention to Mo's father and son, let alone Yun Mo?
"Yan Lingchuan is now a courtier of the Great Khan," Mo Liangyu whispered again, "Yun Mo will also kneel before the Great Khan one day and become a minister."

Tie Muta laughed again, kicked away the female slave in front of him, and strode out.

Mo Liangyu watched the iron-wooden pagoda go out. Just looking at the back of the king Khan, who was as strong as a bear, was enough to make people intimidated.Mo Liangyu breathed out lightly, she had just reminded Tiemu Tower that to deal with Yun Mo, it was enough to sacrifice Yan Lingchuan.Even if Yunmo was loyal to Tianjin, but his biological father had defected to the barbarians, how could Yunmo, the son of a traitor, gain a foothold in Liaodong again?Mo Sangqing can save Yunmo once, but this time, Mo Sangqing cannot save Yunmo either.

The father's debt is paid by the son, and Mo Wangbei and his son don't kill Yunmo, how can they explain it to the Liaodong people?How to explain to the court?If Yun Mo wanted to escape this catastrophe, he had to kill Yan Lingchuan with his own hands. There is a saying of killing relatives with righteousness, but can he kill his own father?In a world where filial piety is greater than the sky, Yun Mo will be ruined even if he does not die.

Mo Liangyu laughed silently, she fell into the mud, dirty and rotten, so why should she care about the lives of others?The scene of Yan Dongjin not saving her in the military camp outside the city of Yuchuan appeared in front of her again, and Mo Liangyu was so oppressed that she couldn't breathe again. If it wasn't for Mo Liangyuan, why would Yan Dongjin treat her like this?In the final analysis, it is because of Mo Liangyuan that I have fallen to where I am today. Then Mo Liangyuan and those who help Mo Liangyuan should all go to hell with her.

The female slave who fell on the ground groaned at this moment.

Mo Liangyu turned to look at the female slave, only to find that the female slave was spitting blood, it seems that the two kicks that Tiemuta kicked out just now must have not stayed strong.

Seeing Mo Liangyu looking at her, the female slave's eyes suddenly revealed the meaning of pleading.

Mo Liangyu knew that this slave girl didn't want to die, "Come here," Mo Liangyu called.

Two female slaves came in at the sound.

"She made a mistake, Da Khan punished her, take her out," Mo Liangyu ordered.

After listening to Mo Liangyu's words, the female slave who vomited blood looked desperate. How could a person who was punished by the sweat be eligible for medical treatment?Waiting for her end, besides waiting for death, is waiting for death.

"I don't know what to do with her, you take her to the concubine," Mo Liangyu said again.

The female slave passed away half an hour later. At this time, Tiemu Tower was discussing matters with his advisers. Mo Liangyu took a bath and lay down on the bed to give birth.

"Concubine," several female slaves knelt in front of Concubine Zhebutai.

Tiemuta's main wife passed away five years ago, and the great concubine Zhebutai became the woman who took over Tiemuta's household. A woman from the Central Plains was still given as a gift. Khan's favor, this is simply a shame to all the women in the Tiemu Tower.

"This Central Plains woman has no good intentions," the concubine fiddled with the bracelet on her wrist, and said in a low voice, "I'll save that slave girl, I might offend Da Khan, after all, the one who punished her is Da Khan, so I won't save her. That female slave is dead now, this is the sixth female slave she sent to me to die in the past three days, the reputation of Zhemutai's cruelty will probably spread throughout the desert."

"Then let that Central Plains woman bully you?" a concubine said angrily.
"No rush," Zhebutai said with a smile on his wrinkled face, "let's wait until she gives birth."

"Empress!" All the women present were full.

"She will definitely have a daughter," Zhebutai whispered, turning the bracelet lightly, "so what do you have to worry about?"

"The great witch said she would have a daughter?" A concubine lowered her voice.

Zhebutai smiled and said nothing, even if the Central Plains woman gave birth to a son, she would turn the baby boy into a baby girl.

(End of this chapter)