A few days later, on the vast grassland of the once Huns, a convoy of chariots and more than ten frames were seen advancing towards the east under the escort of thousands of cavalrymen.

Next to one of the carriages, a great man with a face as beautiful as a jade, a star, a tiger-body and ape's arms, a armor, holding a sharp spear, was particularly dazzling. After looking carefully, he was Ma Teng's son, Xiliang Jin Ma Chao.

"Brother" At this time, the curtain of the carriage was suddenly pulled up quietly. A pretty woman with seventeen or eighteen years old with a slightly round face and two bright big eyes exuded a helpless look in her voice.

It goes without saying that this girl is really the legitimate daughter of the Ma family, Ma Yunlu, and this convoy is the Xiliang army that escorted them to marry.

"What's the matter, sister?" Ma Chao responded quickly, with a sense of concern and shame in his tone. In his opinion, marriages have been the actions of losers since ancient times, and the originally lively and cute sister rarely laughed since she knew she was going to be married as a bargaining chip. This made his heart ache, but he was helpless. After all, in Xiliang now, his father Ma Teng is the master.

"Why do we have to walk on the grassland? It seems to be the territory of the Huns?" Ma Yunlu asked in confusion. They could go to Taiyuan by the official road.

Ma Chao raised his lips and said arrogantly: "Not everyone in the world is talking about it. Yuan Xi pacified the Xiongnu and Xianbei. He is the indisputable first among the younger generation. Brother, I just want to see how Yuan Xi managed the Xiongnu."

Ma Yunlu couldn't help but smile bitterly. No wonder the eldest brother tried his best to escort him in person this time. It turned out that he wanted to see Yuan Xi's ability. If it were before, he would definitely think that the eldest brother was the best, but he would soon marry Yuan Xi. His mother said that the married daughter would not be a member of the Ma family.

"Brother, can you see you again?" Ma Yunlu suddenly asked with a sad face.

Ma Chao's pupils shrank, he held the spear involuntarily, and said coldly: "Sister, if he Yuan Xi dares to treat you badly, my elder brother will swear to death to kill Yan."

Hearing this, tears instantly appeared in Ma Yunlu's eyes. He nodded in emotion and slowly lowered the curtain of the car.

In the carriage, I saw another person who looked a little thin and pale, but had a beautiful appearance, especially his temperament that made me feel pity for me, which made me even more touching.

"Sister, don't be sad. This is the fate of our women, especially in this troubled world. In fact, we are pretty good. At least we marry Yuan Xi, who is the first king in troubled times after the three kings of four generations and three kings, and is the dragon and phoenix among men." This woman had a look of strength on her face. She was really Han Mengtong, the daughter of Han Sui.

"Sister" Ma Yunlu shouted in admiration,

Ma Yunlu and Han Mengtong are two completely different women. Ma Yunlu is hard on the outside and soft on the inside. He is brave and fearless on the surface, but he is very sensitive and fragile on the inside. While Han Mengtong is soft on the outside and hard on the inside, she is very calm and can treat problems rationally.

Han Mengtong smiled slightly and said, "If Uncle Teng betrothed your sister to a meritorious subordinate, would she be willing?"

Ma Yunlu was stunned and immediately shook his head.

"So, we don't have to complain or be sad. Although my father and uncle have selfish thoughts, they also give us the best destination. The strength of Dayan is incomparable to any prince." Han Mengtong's eyes showed a sense of wisdom.

"Princess Xie" Dema stood up with her people, and still lowered her head, not daring to take a look.

"Is the Dema Banner Lord a Hun?" Han Mengtong asked curiously.

"It's true, I was lucky enough to be promoted to the lord of Zhenghong Banners and commanded the thousand households of the Huns," Dema replied.

"What crime did they commit?" Ma Yunlu asked in a hint of the twenty men and women who were still knocking their foreheads on the ground and did not dare to stand up.

"Report to the princess, they are all slaves of my Dayan. They were originally going to build roads, but they didn't expect to dare to escape privately. Lord Tian Yu issued a strict order to kill all those who escape privately, the nine clans will be destroyed," Dema replied.

The "Nine Clans" Ma Yunlu and Han Mengtong were shocked.

"Princess, help me, help me, we will never dare to do it again." More than 20 people immediately cried and pleaded.

At this time, Ma Chao, who was standing beside him, sternly said to Dema: "Aren't you a Hun? Why do you treat them like this?"

Dema smiled coldly and said proudly: "Of course not, we are the noble Eight Banners, how can these untouchables compare to us?"

Ma Chao's face froze on the "Eight Banners".

"The Lord of Dema Banner, I don't know if we are qualified to forgive them," Ma Yunlu said with some sympathy.

"Of course, the majesty of the royal family is above everything else. The king is supreme. The princesses are the most noble existences in Dayan except the king and the prince, and they have the right to pardon slaves." Dema replied immediately.

"That's good." Ma Yunlu and Han Mengtong looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

"The King is supreme" Ma Chao murmured, and his face showed a strong sense of unwillingness and a hint of decadence.

When more than 20 people were pardoned and cheered for the princess for a thousand years, the convoy slowly started again

In the carriage, looking at the Eight Banners and slaves who were still kneeling on the ground to see him off, Ma Yunlu suddenly felt a deep sense of pride in his heart, and he looked expectant and said: "Sister, who do you think Yuan Xi is?"

"I don't know, but I'm sure that if you can increase your king's power to such an extent, you will definitely be amazing." Han Mengtong said with a hint of shame.

Outside the carriage, Pang De looked at Ma Chao expressionless and shouted with concern: "Young Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay" Ma Chao shook his head and said seriously: "What do you think about what happened just now?"

"Eight words, the king's power is as powerful as a prison, and I am the only one who is the only one," Pang De sighed.

Ma Chao gritted his teeth and said firmly: "Even if he is talented and stubborn, he is rare in the ages. I don't believe it. He can beat someone in martial arts."
Chapter completed!