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Chapter 903 Aroused expectations

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    "Because she is very good, and I don't want her to be taken away." After a long while, Tuoba Shuo finally squeezed out such an answer.

    Such an answer is of course cowardly and ridiculous, and the old Khan showed an expression of extreme contempt.

    How could a brave man on the grassland lack a woman to throw himself into his arms?

    Who would be willing to hide the most beautiful woman after getting her? Of course, the whole clan would want to show it off.

    If someone comes to rob you, just fight back.

    This time 75 zw.c om Zhang Si.  The most beautiful woman should belong to the strongest warrior.

    "You hide people if you don't want to be taken away. This kind of rhetoric is like admitting your own incompetence."

    Not to mention the old Khan, Tuoba Shuo¡¯s brothers all burst into fierce laughter.

    The third prince, who was in the same camp as the eldest prince, had his face red and white.

    There is no difference between being laughed at by those who are loyal to you and being laughed at yourself.

    At this time, the third prince was no less angry than the old Khan. If his eldest brother hadn't planned a lot for him before and put in a lot of effort, he would definitely chop the big knife on this weak bastard's face now.

    He stared at his elder brother, but Tuoba Shuo just lowered his head and didn't look at anyone.

    He acquiesced to everyone¡¯s ridicule.

    The old Khan became angrier as he watched, feeling that this son was simply a stain on his brave family.

    He pushed his eldest son away roughly, "I want to see what kind of beauty she is."

    Although he was angry at his son's cowardly behavior, his curiosity was indeed aroused.

    The eldest son was not so timid before, and he used to be on par with the other brothers.

    It was only after I came back from Daye not long ago that I did such a thing. I guess the main problem lies with the hidden beauty.

    Tuoba Shuo was hesitant to speak, vividly interpreting the cowardly image of a woman who is unwilling to let go of a woman but dare not confront his father.

    The old Khan didn¡¯t even look at him and walked towards Zhuangzi first.

    On the one hand, I was angry that my son was dragged down by Daye's weak woman, and on the other hand, I was extremely curious about what kind of woman made my son change.

    With various bonuses, Old Khan's curiosity about Zhuangzi has completely reached a new level.

    The third prince followed closely behind, and when passing Tuoba Shuo, he bumped him hard to express his dissatisfaction.

    Only Tuoba Yuhan, who was walking at the end, his face changed little by little, and his eyes staring at Tuoba Shuo were extremely terrifying.

    This was the reaction of an insider. He vaguely guessed that he was afraid that his carefully designed plan would be overturned again.

    But the road was paved by Tuoba Yuhan himself. When he got here, even if he knew that the trap ahead was laid by his elder brother, he could only walk on bravely.

    Tuoba Shuo finally raised his head and faced his youngest brother with a winner's smile.

    As if just waiting for Tuoba Yuhan and showing off to him, Tuoba Shuo's smile flashed away and he immediately turned around and left.

    Tuoba Yuhan¡¯s face turned even darker, ¡°We¡¯ll see.¡±

    He still didn¡¯t believe it. How could Lin Xuanjiu, who lived there, make a comeback when he was surrounded and had no way to escape.

    ¡°I don¡¯t really want to follow Tuoba Shuo¡¯s path and get close to the old Khan and become the woman in the king¡¯s tent.

    Lin Xuanjiu's delicate and delicate appearance appeared in his mind, and Tuoba Yuhan immediately threw this thought out of his mind.

    He didn¡¯t believe that that woman could be so willing to give up on him.

    That is a very self-interested woman who will not make a loss-making business, and now she is not even to the point of selling herself.

    So you are planning to let another woman take your place?

    Tuoba Yuhan was a little unsure.

    His people were only responsible for surrounding Zhuangzi. Before that, he didn't know exactly who was on Zhuangzi.

    It cannot be ruled out that Tuoba Shuo has prepared excellent singers for Zhuangzi early.

    But Tuoba Yuhan believed more in his knowledge of Lin Xuanjiu, who was a very picky and vigilant woman.

    Calculating the time, now should be the time when the woman is giving birth.

    This is the time specially chosen by Tuoba Yuhan to ensure that Lin Xuan cannot move easily for a long time.

    At this juncture, Lin Xuanjiu would definitely not allow unrest around him.

    Since Tuoba Shuo placed Lin Xuanjiu in Zhuangzi, that Zhuangzi must belong exclusively to Lin Xuanjiu.

    No other people will be arranged to be there.

    Therefore, there was only Lin Xuanjiu there, and at most there would be maidservants around her.

    &#twenty four378&#29306&#32&#120&#105&#110&#100&#105&#110&#103&#100&#105&#97&#110&#120&#115&#119&#46&#99&#111&#109&#32&#35835&#29306&# 12290 extension  Ba Yuhan had met Lin Xuanjiu many times in the capital, and he had an influence on the maids around Lin Xuanjiu.

    People who can be secret guards must have ordinary looks and cannot be too outstanding. It is best to forget them after just one glance.

    Otherwise, you will be stared at at a glance, what will happen in the future.

    Minghua and Mingtao are both of this type, not ugly, but definitely not outstanding.

    For such a master and servant to reach the level that Tuoba Shuo boasts about now, naturally only Lin Xuanjiu, the master, is qualified.

    Tuoba Yuhan's heart slowly relaxed.

    After following his father and many brothers, he wanted to see how Lin Xuanjiu and his good brother could turn the tables.

    Originally coming towards Zhuangzi, under the leadership of the Khan, they rode on horseback and arrived at the gate of Zhuangzi in less than two quarters of an hour.

    Looking at Zhuangzi, which was obviously built in the style of the Daye town fortress, the old Khan snorted even more disdainfully.

    He took the lead in pulling the horse onto the bluestone bridge on the Huyuan River. As if he knew that the distinguished guests were coming, the front door of the front yard slowly opened at this moment.

    It is already late at night, and today is the new moon. There is no moon, and the starlight is dim. It is truly invisible beyond the light of the surrounding torches.

    At the other end of the Bluestone Bridge, across the darkness, there is another bright stage illuminated by the two bright red lanterns on the gate.

    In the middle of the stage, inside the open door, a figure with his back to the stone bridge appeared in everyone's sight.

    Even though they are quite far apart, they can still be seen as having a female figure.

    And she is a woman from Daye.

    People in Datong regard being strong as beautiful, but they don¡¯t have such a slender waist that can be held in one hand.

    ¡°Maybe it was the atmosphere, or maybe it was Tuoba Shuo¡¯s words before that aroused the old Khan¡¯s expectations.

    Now the woman¡¯s debut really shocked everyone.

    The expectation was confirmed, and the old Khan was still in a daze for a while.

    The old Khan came to his senses and raised his riding whip, "Who are you?"

    Those who know him well can hear the strong winning mentality in his voice, just like the way he used to look when he saw prey he was interested in.

    The woman did not respond. Instead, she gently tapped the snare drum on her waist. The crisp sound of the drum surface swayed leisurely in the dark night.

    It¡¯s obviously the sound of a drum, but it brings with it a sense of distant and profound mystery, directly attacking people¡¯s souls.

    Old Khan had never seen such a scene before. He felt his heart shake, as if the snare drum had hit his heart directly.

    Control the big one and control the owl.  The drums beat softly and rhythmically, and everyone waited quietly with bated breath. There was only the crackling sound of torches burning.

    Just when the old Khan felt that he had admired it enough and wanted to take a closer look, the woman moved.

    She still turned her back to the distinguished Datong Khan, pointed the toes of her bare feet, and danced nimbly.

    Like a burning fire, more like a vigorous lamb on the grassland.

    ? Soft yet lively

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