Poor Lady Chapter 86: Qingying

"What do you guys do? Is it fun to bully others?"

The children around laughed and scattered, occasionally shouting at Jin Yun: "Idiot, idiot."

"These brats are bullying Mo Tuo again." Tut walked out of the tent and explained to Qi Surong, "Mo Tuo was poisoned by a strange poison before, and was seriously injured later. Turned into such a stupid look now, alas... Mr. Zhuo, please come in."

Qi Surong felt a little sad when he heard that, he took Jinyun's hand and followed Tute into the tent.

"Mutuo, sit down." Tut pointed to the carpet, then opened the medicine box and took out a few bottles of wound medicine, and said, "Mutuo, take off your shirt."

Jin Yun acted according to his words, taking off his clothes with some difficulty. Qi Surong knelt down on one knee and took the initiative to help him undress him. Jin Yun moved back and resisted slightly, Su Rong held his hand and said softly: "Don't move around, be careful that you will hurt yourself."

Jin Yun stopped twisting and just stared at her blankly.

Tut smiled: "It seems that he likes you very much."

"Really?" Qi Surong responded casually, and carefully helped Jin Yun take off his shirt. The bare upper body was quickly revealed in front of her eyes. The familiar and tense muscles were covered with scars of various sizes, the most striking of which was the forty-centimeter knife mark on the back, cut from the left shoulder all the way. To the right waist, we can meet each other, how critical the situation was at that time.

Qi Surong tried her best to adjust her breathing, not to show herself too shocked and uncomfortable.

"Mo Tuo is also a fortune teller. When the old man met him, he was barely able to breathe. Several times he thought that he could not be saved, but this kid just survived." Tut babbled while taking the medicine , "The old man saw that this kid was pleasing to the eye, so he simply took him with him to prevent him from wandering around."

"Dr. Tute has a kind heart, he... is lucky to have met you." Qi Surong stroked Jin Yun's rough palm, and his low voice contained gratitude.

Tute smiled without saying a word, and continued to move, while Su Rong was also helping.

"Master Zhuo, please take care of Mo Tuo, the old man will come back as soon as he goes."

"Okay, please go ahead."

Tutt nodded, picked up the tray and walked out of the tent.

Only Qi Surong and Gu Jinyun were left in the tent. She looked up and saw that there were still some abrasions on Jin Yun's face and neck, so she picked up a cotton cloth, dipped it in the medicine left by Tu Tui, and carefully wiped it off for him.

Jin Yun sat still, staring at her without blinking.

"Does it hurt?" Su Rong asked softly.

Jin Yun shook his head.

She said again: "In the future, if someone bullies you, remember to run away quickly, or ask someone you know for help, don't just stand there stupidly, you know?"

Jin Yun nodded.

Su Rong paused, looking at Jin Yun's face so close, she couldn't help but raise her hand to caress his cheek, depicting his facial features. Touching a prickly beard with her fingers, she frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Hasn't it been a long time since I shaved? It looks like I'm dozens of years older." If it wasn't for the wrong timing, she would definitely not be able to tolerate her husband standing on top of him. Such a slovenly appearance swaggering around.

A halo flashed faintly in Jin Yun's deep eyes, and his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but the next moment he suddenly returned to his original calm state.

"Master Zhuo, there is good news." Tut opened the tent and entered with a look of joy on his face, followed by a follower.

"What good news?" Qi Surong sat up straight and put down the cotton cloth in his hand.

"Just now I heard that a new batch of medicinal materials has arrived in the southern camp. If there is no accident, the old man should be able to prepare a sufficient amount of medicine for you in advance."

No, she's in no rush, and you don't have to be early at all! Qi Surong felt bitter in his heart, but smiled on his face, "It's so good, then there is Dr. Lau Tut."

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Tut waved his hand indifferently.

Qi Surong's gaze shifted to the servant behind him, and Tu Te explained: "Today, the patriarch of the Qingying tribe will bring his daughter to hunt nearby, and the young patriarch of Yilun asked me to accompany him in case of accidents. "

Celebrating the Eagle Clan! Qi Surong's pupils shrank, came to Bo Ya to hunt at this time?

She looked at Jin Yun and asked, "Is Mo Tuo going too?"

"Of course." Tut laughed, "I still count on him to protect my old bones."

Qi Surong nodded, stood up and said, "Then I won't bother you, you guys talk."

Although she really wanted to meet the patriarch of the Qingying Clan, she didn't dare to ask for it at the risk of being suspected.

Leaving Tute's tent, Qi Surong walked back with a heavy heart. The reputation of the Qingying clan was very fierce in the previous life. As the masterminds of the future chaos, they would attack cities and loot lands, murder and set fires, and commit all kinds of crimes. The reason why so many civilians died in the battles in the previous life was because of the brutal behavior of the Qingying clan who left no one alive.

In contrast, the Boya people are much more gentle. Based on what she knew about Yilun these days, she really couldn't figure out why he would be willing to form an alliance with the Qingying Clan. Although the Qingying tribe is the most powerful tribe in the Western Regions, Boya's strength should not be underestimated. If they unite with other small tribes, they may not be able to compete with the Qingying tribe. In any case, they are better than laboring and mobilizing people to invade the Central Plains.

"Have you heard? The patriarch of the Qingying clan and his daughter are coming to Boya!" The voices of several Boya people not far away reached Qi Surong's ears.

"I've heard about it too, but I didn't expect Patriarch Datan to bring his own daughter this time. She is a famous beauty in the Western Regions, she is good at singing and dancing, and she is also good at shooting arrows."

"Do you think that Patriarch Datan intends to marry us Boya?"

"It's really possible! Our young patriarch is heroic and brave, and he really matches Alorraine."

"Hmph, maybe Alorraine just has a name in vain, and may not be worthy of our young patriarch."

"Dolan, you are jealous, hahaha..."

When Qi Surong heard the word "marriage", he immediately felt a flash of inspiration. Yes, why didn't she think of getting married? The alliance between Qingying and Boya is probably based on marriage.

She walked quickly back to her tent, and silently read the words Qingying, Boya, Yilun, and Alorian in her heart. If she could destroy their marriage, would it also be equivalent to indirectly destroying their alliance? ? Without the participation of the Boya tribe, Qingying's long-planned war would never have been organized. Even if the incident is forced, it will only end in disastrous failure.

But this matter is too difficult. She is still in a place of suspicion, and it is inconvenient to act. It seems that she can only hold back for the time being and wait for the opportunity.

It was night, and there was a bonfire in the inner camp, singing and dancing, and laughter.

Qi Surong was sitting in the side camp watching from afar, when a subordinate suddenly ran over and said to her: "Young Master Zhuo, the young patriarch invites you to go over and have fun."

Qi Surong was slightly taken aback, she didn't expect Yilun to invite her. She straightened her clothes, gave an explanation, and then walked towards the Inner Camp City with her followers.

The defense of the inner camp city is obviously not comparable to that of the front camps. There are sentry posts every tens of meters, and groups of three or five people patrol alternately.

Walking into a spacious open space, right in the middle of the open space is a blazing bonfire, dozens of people gathered in a circle, singing and dancing. Nearly a hundred tables are regularly arranged around, and there are all kinds of delicious food and wine. There are also many people sitting on the ground, chatting and laughing happily.

Directly in front of them, the gorgeously dressed Yilun sat side by side with a bearded middle-aged man, chatting over wine. Beside the middle-aged man, there was also a beautiful woman of sixteen or seventeen years old. They must be Da Tan, the patriarch of the Qingying clan, and his daughter Alorian.

The retinue led Qi Surong to a vacant desk and retreated.

Qi Surong searched around, and finally found Tu Te and Jin Yun in a corner not far from Yilun. Tu Te did not refuse anyone who came to drink, and drank one cup after another, even Jin Yun was drunk a lot. However, unlike the popular Tute, the people who poured wine on Jin Yun behaved rudely, most likely with a bit of malice, and Jin Yun's clothes were soaked by the spilled wine.

A trace of anger flashed in Qi Surong's eyes, and he clenched his fists tightly. At this moment, a burst of cheers suddenly came from the ear, followed the sound, and happened to see Alorraine holding Yilun's hand and walking into the singing and dancing group.

Everyone booed one after another, and the music became more cheerful.

There was no joy on Yilun's expression. Following the rhythm, he danced against Alorian, and everyone around them laughed and danced for them. Some people scattered flower petals, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

Looking at the momentum, the marriage between Yilun and Alorraine is likely to be completed soon. Qi Surong knew the customs of Boya and other races, men and women who saw eye to eye during the ceremony could consummate their marriage on the same day and achieve good deeds. Once they are accounted for tonight, there is no room for maneuver.

Qi Surong was anxious and kept thinking of countermeasures. At this moment, she inadvertently saw several women walk into a pink tent, and after a short while, each of them came out with a change of clothes.

Her eyes lit up, she got up and crossed the crowd, instead of walking directly towards the tent, she went around to the other side, pretending to go to the toilet, and then sneaked into a pink tent. The tent was full of beautiful dresses and accessories, Qi Surong hid behind the curtain, quickly took off the men's clothes on his body, and changed into a set of Bo Ya people's clothes.

After taking the medicine that she carried with her, Qi Surong's skin turned fair at a visible speed. Spread out the hair, and then quickly make an exquisite bun, beaded flower pendant, thrush, eyes, and dots... Finally, Qi Surong's eyes fell on an exquisite silver mask on the desk...

In the clearing, Iron was still dancing with Alorraine. Aloryn was beautiful and passionate, and compared with her, all other women paled in comparison. Even Aaron, who has read countless people, has to admit her charm.

It seems good to marry a beautiful wife. Iron thought to himself.

"Ding ding, ding ding..." Suddenly, a series of melodious ding ling sounds came faintly, Yi Lun subconsciously turned his head, and a bright red figure leaped lightly into his eyes...