The evil concubine of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 344 You turn around, I will be there
"She's walking with me!" Yinti shielded Nian Shi behind her, keeping away those lewd eyes who coveted Nian Shi.

He's a man too, and he knows how dangerous that look can be.

"Get out! This king will come out when he is ready!"

Yinti casually threw the plate in the rebel's face and roared angrily.

"Who will look so good-looking when you dress up well?"

Annoyed, Yinti took the brush and smeared it on Nian's face, and then wiped it away with his fingertips.

He was still muttering, "It's okay to be so good-looking, what are you doing...

Nian Yaoyue: "."

Her face was swollen and unkempt, where did she dress up?
She wouldn't be so stupid that she would dress herself up beautifully when the enemy was a prisoner. She wished she could dress herself up as an ugly monster that would turn people off just looking at her, wouldn't she!
Yinti stared at Nian's cheek for a long time, and finally dropped the brush in his hand.

"Forget it, you still stay here, don't go!"

Yinti suddenly denied himself, he remembered that the old boy Galdan was corrupt, he would not let go of his widowed sister-in-law, if the rice cake went away, it would be like a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth.

"Then are you going or not?"

Nian Yaoyue was being tossed around by Yinti, going away for a while, not going for a while, and she was a little dizzy at this time.

"Don't go! Stay!" Yinti said, staggering towards the outside of the tent.

After walking out of the tent, he suddenly turned his head to look at Nian: "Master asked the little slave to come and talk with you~"

Nian Yaoyue nodded, Xiao Shisi was quite careful, knowing that she was afraid of being alone.

"Forget it! Grandpa is waiting for the little slave to come before leaving!"

Yinti turned around and went back to the tent, called the soldiers outside to give some instructions, then sat on the chair and waited for the little slave to come.

It wasn't until the little slave came dragging the iron chain that Yinti got up silently and left.

"What's your name?" Nian Yaoyue remembered that she hadn't asked the little slave's name yet.

"Eji called me Mingyue Nu~" He liked this name, but he didn't like another name.

His name is Galdan Tseling, which is the name given by the Great Khan today, and that is his uncle.

He was also his sworn father-killing enemy, and he also bullied Eji.

"Mingyue Slave? It sounds nice, you can call me Sister Rice Cake~"

Nian Yaoyue didn't intend to give her real name, but only her nickname.

The entire Qing Dynasty knew that Prince Yong loved and favored the side Fujin surnamed Nian. If someone in Junggar happened to know her, it would be miserable.

At this time, Nian Yaoyue folded her arms, watching Mingyuenu constantly scratching her red, swollen and festering palms.

"Don't scratch! I have ice cream here, here it is~"

Nian Yaoyue's body is weak, and her blood is not smooth. If the measures to keep warm are not done well, it is easy to get chilblains.

As a prisoner in this military camp, there is naturally no way to keep warm. He basically relies on shaking to keep warm. There is only a small red clay stove in the entire camp.

Her hands and feet are cold when she sleeps, and she always wakes up from the cold.

"These are all for you, take them back and use them slowly, and come to me to get them when you run out!"

It has to be said that the chilblain ointment made by the poor people in Junggar is even more effective than the chilblain ointment that Fourth Master found for her.

"Thank you..." the boy sniffed and said in a hoarse voice.

At this moment, someone outside the tent suddenly called in a low voice.The boy followed the sound and left.

"I'll get you something delicious~" Ce Ling talked to the female slave at the door, then turned and said to Nian Yaoyue.

Nian Yaoyue hummed and watched the boy leave with a few slaves.

At this time, two slave girls came in to fill the charcoal basin.There was a faint warmth in the tent.

Hu Tianbei, outside the curtain is covered with snow.

Nian Yaoyue was lying on the soft couch drowsy, her breath smelled sweet.

wrong!Why is there a sweet fragrance!Where does the aroma of ice and snow come from?She didn't put any aromatherapy in her tent!

She is so embarrassed like a pig's head, yet someone wants to attack her so badly!

Realizing that something was wrong, Nian Yaoyue reluctantly bit the tip of her tongue, and a severe pain swept over her.

She barely regained some consciousness.

She immediately realized that someone must have deliberately sent away the little slave, and then let the female slaves who came in to change the charcoal basin tamper with the charcoal basin.

Take off the only jade hairpin on the bun and hold it in your hand.The sharp jade hairpin pierced her palm, and she walked towards the outside of the tent with frivolous steps.

A tall, one-eyed man walked in head-on, she remembered this man, that was Galdan's own younger brother, named Wen Chun.

It was he who tied her neck with a noose and brought her here captive.

"Miss Jiao of Manchu is more charming than the women on our grasslands, tsk, so smooth and tender..."

Nian Yaoyue felt her wrist being pinched, and she fell into a hug that smelled strongly of alcohol.

The choking aroma of powder mixed with the smell of alcohol, as well as the smell of mutton and the smell of wild leeks, made Nian Yaoyue almost vomit.

"Go away!" Nian Yaoyue tried her best to poke the jade hairpin towards Wen Chun's eyes, but he snatched it lightly.

The disgusting pervert moved his mouth towards his wrist, lifted her sleeves, and kissed her little by little.

Nian Yaoyue suddenly shuddered all over, feeling chills.

"Bang!" At this moment, Wen Chun suddenly howled in pain.

There was steam on his body, and there were many pieces of mutton hanging from it. It turned out that the little slave had thrown a bowl of boiling haggis soup on Wen Chun's body.

As soon as Nian Yaoyue turned her head, she saw the little slave staring at Wen Chun fiercely.

The enraged Wen Chun wanted to grab the little bastard by the skirt and wring his neck, but when he saw his fierce and resentful eyes, he was startled for a moment, those eyes looked like a desert wolf.

"go!"

The little slave held Nian Yaoyue's hand and was about to rush out, when he suddenly remembered something, he took off the dirty padded jacket and put it on Nian Yaoyue.

Then he took off Wen Chun's horn and blew it.

"I'm sorry, Nian Gao, I don't have the ability to take you away!"

The little slave clenched the bullhorn in his hand, and said with his head bowed guiltily.

"From now on, as long as you look back, I will definitely be behind you!"

He can't take her away, but he can protect her behind.

Because she was the only girl who would be friends with someone like him.

"Little bastard! Are you impatient?" Wen Chun, who took off his armor, was shirtless, and half of his arm was red from the heat.

"The Khan said that she was a distinguished guest, but the third uncle actually attacked the guest. If the Khan knew, how would he deal with you?"

"The sweat is coming!"

At this moment, the voice of a soldier came, it was someone who was guarding Wen Chun.

Seeing Wen Chun's confident look, Nian Yaoyue was furious.

He really wanted to tear his own clothes to pieces, to prove Wen Chun's contempt for her, so that this beast couldn't eat it.

But thinking of Fourteenth Master's fiery temper, Nian Yaoyue froze in place with her hands clutching the skirt of her clothes.

"Wen Chun, what the hell are you doing!" Galdan brought the angry fourteenth prince into the tent.

This younger brother is good at everything, and he is also a capable right-hand man in war, but the hero is sad and no one cares, and he is merciful everywhere.

"Brother Wang, it's not me, it's that little bastard who clumsily spilled the mutton soup for the guests. If it wasn't for my sharp eyesight and quick hands, the guests would all be scalded!"

(End of this chapter)