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Hai Yang was a very smart person. When she saw the indecisive expression on Yeru Chu Zhu's face, she knew what he was thinking.

Therefore, he took a sip of the horse milk wine and said: "I know about your worries, as for the information I've given you, whether it's true or not, we can see it tomorrow, but I advise you and General Chi Yang Wen to discuss it carefully in advance, and make a good response, otherwise, you will know about the method of the imperial concubine."

After that, he stood up, covered his head and left.

In case of a rainy day, after doing this thing, Hai Yunleng's heart was happy, so he quickened his steps and rushed to his own big tent.

When they arrived at the entrance, they heard a crazed voice coming from inside. Hai Yunlang then asked the maid, the prince, if she was having fun inside.

The two maidservants lowered their heads, their faces red, and said in a low voice to Hai Yang, "Princess, you will know once you enter and see for yourself."

Seeing the strange expressions on the two maids' faces, Hai Yunleng guessed what had happened and opened the curtain to enter the tent.

Hai Hun came in to take a closer look. His highness, the prince, was currently playing a magic dance for 18 days with 18 Mongol women.

Seeing all of this, Hai Yang's nose was about to go crooked from anger.

It turned out that the Eighteen Heavenly Demons Dance was an extremely lecherous dance. In particular, there were eighteen professionally trained bewitching women dancing eighteen different types of dance in a row together with the music to arouse the desire of the spectator. Then, he would be doing the thing between a man and a woman with these eighteen men. It was incomparably ridiculous.

It was no wonder that Hai Yunlang was so angry. He raised his foot to kick over the huge tent's table, scaring the musicians and eighteen dancers inside away. They all stared in astonishment at the Princess Hai Yang who had suddenly barged in.

Seeing that his favorite toy had suddenly stopped, he flew into a rage and said, "How dare you! This king didn't tell you to stop. Who told you to?"

Hai Bian couldn't hold it in anymore and shouted: "Noble Mongol Prince, you actually dared to do such a thing in public! You made Big Khan and the First Concubine lose face!"

After he finished speaking, he said to the beautiful ladies and musicians, "You guys still haven't left yet."

After these people had hurriedly left, Hai Yunfan picked up the noble prince's clothes and stepped forward, wanting to help the naked prince put on his clothes.

However, he was caught off guard and immediately overturned Hai Yang, who came to help him put on his clothes. He scolded, "You slut, I won't let you interfere with my matters. Do you think I don't know that you're a spy arranged by my mufei to monitor me specifically? Stop being so hypocritical and quickly get out of here."

All men are sentient, even though they are lost because of their desire for power. She and your father were together, but they had lived together for a long time, and because she and your mother had children, their love for your father grew in their hearts with the passage of time.

She had always hoped that she wouldn't give up on herself and pull herself together. With her help, she would be able to inherit the position of the wealthiest woman in the future. At that time, she could also become the grand concubine of Mongolia and enjoy the care and love of the most powerful man in Mongolia.

But now, his man was treating him like this. Thinking of this, Hai Bun couldn't help but tear up. He turned around and left the tent, mounted his horse and galloped towards the grassland.

As if only in the endless prairie, lost in the sea only then feel relaxed, the most free, as if back to the carefree childhood.

But yesterday like that east water, the horse ran tired, then slowly stopped.

Hai Yang jumped down from the back of the horse, picked up the horse milk wine she had brought with her, and drank it all. The mood, as described in "Drunken Flowers, Clouds, and Eternal Days":

The mist was thick and the clouds were heavy.

Jiayi and double sun, jade pillow yarn chef, cool in the middle of the night.

After the dusk, there was a faint fragrance in the sleeve.

There was no need for Mo Dao. The soul.

The wind was westerly, thinner than yellow flowers.

He thought back to how he had been living a cautious life ever since he was a child and had finally married the man he liked. However, he was stuck between his grandmother and his man, in a dilemma.

"Sigh!"

Hai Chen sighed and thought: "This kind of day is the end of the world. When will my man be able to treat me sincerely?"

In this powerhouse arena of deceit, sometimes, Hai Yunleng really felt that his heart had become a little haggard. It was like dancing on the tip of a blade. If one was not careful, they would fall down and die with a myriad of swords piercing through their heart.

How she wished that when she was tired, she could have a warm yurt. Even if it was only for a few seconds, she was willing to die for this man.

Just like that, Hai Yunfan meditated and drank a cup of horse milk. Although there was no moon tonight, the sky was filled with countless twinkling stars that seemed to bring a glimmer of light and hope to the darkness.

A distant lover,

Do you know?

The girl's heart is broken for you,

The next day. You are the one who can be my sweetheart.

Let us travel together, the sky for the cover, for the hut.

The towering Himalayas, the arms of men,

Where do I cuddle up to?

Feel your heart beating, your kindness.

For you to play the song of love in winter!

Drawing a knife to cut the water flow, raising a cup of water to water worry more flow. Hai Hen was singing Mongolian songs while gulping down the horse milk wine, getting even more drunk.

While he was still drowsy, a pair of warm hands suddenly embraced him.

She could feel the scent of an old mature man.

It had been a long time since a man had treated him with such gentleness.

Hai Bian muttered, "Noble reason, is that you?" The man who made me sad and hurt me. "

The man didn't say anything. Instead, he suddenly opened his mouth and crazily kissed the lost sea.

Such a storm, is the sea lost in the heart yearning and unattainable.

The lost sea warmly caters to this.

The man passionately kissed every inch of the lost skin.

In this man's heart, being lost in the sea was the most precious treasure in the world. He wanted to pour out all the treasures that he had hidden in his heart for a long time …

Hai Yang fell into a deep sleep and revealed a satisfied smile on her face …

It wasn't until dawn arrived in the east that a light breeze woke her up from her slumber and caused her to be lost in the sea. She then realized that she was covered with a blanket …

But when he lifted the blanket, Hai Yunleng couldn't help but feel ashamed. It turned out that his body under the blanket was hanging by a thread.

Thinking back to last night, Hai Yang was also confused.

Who was it that had spent the best night of his life with him?

Was it a dream?

Or true love?