Guide To Save The Yandere Villains Chapter 139: Don’t pick up your highness on the side of the road (4)

The bonfire in the tent was crackling, adding a bit of warmth to the grassland night.

Handing a bowl of water, Zhebie scratched his head in embarrassment,

"Our grassland is short of supplies, so we can only use clear water to relieve suffering. I have wronged you."

I think there will be no shortage of things like salt and sugar among them.

Letting her by his side is really aggrieved.

Facing the guilt-ridden eyes of the young man, Si Tu smiled lightly,

"It's not bitter, you saved me, I should repay you."

She has always had a clear distinction between gratitude and resentment, and she will pay for her kindness.

Repay?

Zhebie seemed to have read the scriptures from the Central Plains before, and his eyes lit up immediately,

"Do you have a saying in the Central Plains, that is, if you save a life, you should repay it with your body."

If he could keep her in the grassland, he would try his best to treat her well.

But, will she choose to stay in this barren land?

Si Tu's laughter is clear and sweet,

"How old are you, you just want to marry a wife."

Looking at his appearance, he should be only sixteen or seventeen.

Presumably because she was extremely favored at home, she developed such an innocent personality.

Hearing her question, Jebe suddenly stood up, his stature was a head taller than Situ's,

"I'm not young anymore, I can marry a wife."

Cousin Cha'er is only three years older than him, and the baby can run off the ground.

Si Tu only thought of him as a child, and didn't take this matter to heart.

After all, who would care about a half-grown child?

"By the way, I haven't asked your name yet."

The names of people from the Central Plains should all sound nice. If there is a chance, he would like to visit Shangjing.

Si Tu lowered his eyes to hide the dark light in them.

Her real name must not be used anymore.

Da Zhou and Chahar are still fighting, and the tribe she lives in may also be an ally of Chahar.

She must not be taken lightly!

Looking up his eyes, Si Tu saw green fireflies flying outside the tent, with a smile on the corner of his mouth,

"My name is Gu Ying, the firefly's firefly, and I'm a merchant from Dazhou. I accidentally strayed into the battlefield, and was unfortunately shot by a stray arrow."

After compiling a perfect identity, Si Tu explained the origin of the wound on his body by the way.

"Gu Ying"

Zhebie muttered these two words in a low voice, then raised his eyes and smiled lightly,

"It's a nice name."

As beautiful as someone like her is.

But at this moment, a tall black shadow appeared outside the tent.

"Little prince, the Khan has something to do with your little slave."

Little slave?

Situ cast doubtful eyes on Jebe.

"Our tribe does not allow outsiders, so I can only pretend that you are the slave I just bought."

Zhebie explained in a low voice, his dark eyes did not show any disrespect to her.

The relationship between them is equal.

Put his cloak on her body, and Zhebie led his people to the king's tent.

After all, although A Weng is his grandfather, he is also the Khan of the entire tribe.

He can't openly embarrass A Weng.

The bonfire was burning vigorously in the Wang Tent, Meng En, Wudutai and several important generals were there.

This formation is quite like a trial of three courts.

Meng En's sharp gaze like a falcon swept over Situ who was wrapped up in a ball.

But Jebe stepped forward and blocked him,

"Oh, Ah Weng, don't scare Ah Ying. She got lost with the caravan and was injured again. It's very pitiful."

Seeing her trembling with fright, Meng En snorted coldly and looked away,

"It's so precious, I don't see you feeling sorry for my old bone."

Si Tu said, I'm just cold, not scared.

"The recent border turmoil, are there still caravans?"

Monrique would not be fooled so easily.

As the military adviser of Wang Zhang, he has the responsibility to eliminate all risk factors, even if she is a seemingly weak woman.

Zhebie didn't want to see others talking to her in an interrogating tone, but was about to step forward but was grabbed by Si Tu.

"Of course, as long as the buyer's price is high enough, we will take orders even when the two countries are at war."

"What about your wound? This is a special arrow made by my grassland tribe."

Wudutai recognized it almost at a glance, and reported it to Khan immediately.

"It was Ah Ying who entered the battlefield by mistake, and was hit by the arrow."

Zhebe stood in front of her, struggling to explain.

He believed what A Ying said.

"Ah Weng, Ah Ying is not a bad person."

Zhebie promised again and again.

"I have learned to lie and deceive people, and I even lied to Ah Weng that she is the little slave you bought."

In order to let her stay here, he can be regarded as 'exhausting pains'.

Meng En felt a little uncomfortable.

But at this moment, Situ turned his head away, avoiding Jebel's burning and trusting eyes.

"A Ying is just a small person, there is no need for Ah Weng to ask in person."

Zhebie smelled something wrong in it, there must be something he didn't know about it.

Meng En sighed and said,

"The main general of the Great Zhou is missing, and his life and death are unknown."

But there is a high probability that she is still alive, after all, no one has seen her body.

"Aying is a girl, how could she be the chief general of the Great Zhou?"

Meng En has also questioned this point, but to be sure, they should be cautious.

"It is said that the Lord General of the Great Zhou Dynasty is a child of the royal family, but we don't know whether he is a man or a woman."

The secret agents they sent out have not seen the true face of the chief general for several months.

I only know that the commander's shirt is bright red, which is particularly eye-catching.

Si Tu closed his eyes, fortunately she planned to rush out after her identity was exposed.

Unexpectedly, these people didn't even know her gender.

"Let's go here first tonight, there will be a Moudam meeting in a few days, you all prepare well."

Munn waved his hand, and this matter is over.

Right now, they are in a stalemate with Da Zhou, but winter is coming soon, and they need to stockpile rations as soon as possible.

After returning to the yurt, Si Tu immediately got on the bed and wrapped the quilt tightly, the tip of his nose was red from the cold.

"It turns out that you women from the Central Plains are so afraid of the cold, you are so delicate."

Looking at the little man wrapped up in a ball, Jebe smiled heartily, like a bright moon hanging in the night sky.

"It's not as thick as your prairie men."

He choked back, and Si Tu had already started to sneeze again and again.

Zhebie laughed, but still covered her with the cloak.

In the years to come, it seems pretty good to have such a person quarreling with me.

Touching her thin arm, Jebe frowned,

"Looks like at the Moudam Conference, I'm going to hunt a few more prey to replenish your body."

So skinny, it's worrying to look at.

"Mudam Conference?"

Facing her puzzled eyes, Jebe explained,

"Every year when winter is approaching, all tribes hold a Mudham meeting. One is to pray for longevity to protect us from the winter, and the other is to hunt and prepare rations for the winter."