In April of the Hetao area, the land has sprouted green, and it will take more than a month to herd horses.

"Qi Bishi, the king has an order to pack your bags and follow the envoy to the Han territory today, so there must be no mistakes!"

In the Huns' tent, when Cai Yan heard a civil servant announce to him that he was about to send him back to the Han area, tears instantly flowed down.

For four years, more than a thousand days and nights, I have never missed my hometown. I missed my family. I wondered if my family was expelled from Chang'an City like me? Is the little nephew of my brother's family walking from a babbling baby?

When she was abducted, the thirteen-year-old girl had grown up. Did she marry a husband of good luck or suffered misfortune like herself and was robbed outside the border by the Huns? If that were the case, I wonder if my younger sister had the luck of her, at least she had the protection of the Hun King. If the younger sister fell into the hands of the Hun soldiers, how painful and torture would she suffer?

When the whole family was expelled from Chang'an, my brother-in-law was very ill. I wonder if he could survive the torture of illness and escape the chaos with his family? If my brother-in-law unfortunately passed away, my sister, with two young daughters and one son, how could she struggle to survive in this troubled time?

Every night, every night, all the time, such questions lingered in Cai Yan's mind, making her worried and often cry. Four years have felt so long that she changed from a 18 or 19-year-old girl when she was captured to a woman with melancholy written on her face. Under such an experience, Cai Yan transformed all her grief and anger on the tip of her pen. She wrote the tear-jerking "Poems of Sorrow and Anger" and "Eighteen Beats of Hu Zi", which eventually passed down through the ages, leaving a magnificent mark in the history of Chinese literature.

Fortunately, outside this bitter and cold frontier, in this foreign land, Cai Yan gave birth to two sons, named Ameiguai and Adiguai respectively, and finally could relieve the pain of missing his relatives. Although he had no feelings for Aheguai, the Hun vassal king, Cai Yan had to admit that in the past four years of the Huns, the son of the Shanyu still cared for and respected her. This allowed Cai Yan to retain the dignity of a woman. This made her grateful to the Hun man from the bottom of her heart.

I heard that in the Battle of Shangdang not long ago, Yuan Benchu, the son of the powerful Yuan Benchu, shot and killed Shanyu with an arrow and took the body away. Cai Yan was shocked, wondering what changes the Huns would have happened? Just when he was in a state of uneasiness, he didn't expect that he was also dragged into it...

The exchange conditions proposed by Yuan Shao's son actually included himself. He wanted to exchange himself back to the Han area. When he heard this news, Cai Yan was happy first, and an indescribable joy spread in his heart. After four years, more than a thousand days and nights passed, he finally could set foot on his hometown...

Then he was a little nervous, what did Yuan Mai want to do? Although she is considered to be of superior appearance, she is far from reaching the state of national beauty. Compared to Diao Chan, who was fascinated by Dong Zhuo and Lu Bu and his son, who turned against each other, the light of fireflies was even more like the bright moon. What did she ask for herself to go back? Her fate has been so bumpy, and Cai Yan really doesn't want to become a man's doll again...

There is also an unexpressible sadness that can finally return to your hometown. But I am about to part with my son. My mother is in the Han area and my son is in the Hu area. When will I meet again today?

Thinking of this, Cai Yan, who was packing her bags, couldn't help but tears flowing down her cheeks, and her heart was as painful as a knife. Unexpectedly, she was looking forward to returning to her hometown every day, but when this day finally came, she was even more confused and sad.

"Mom, are you crying?" The three-year-old A Meiguai saw his mother crying, walked to her mother tremblingly, and asked pitifully.

"Boy..." Cai Yan could no longer control himself, so he picked up his son and burst into tears.

Another two-year-old Adida was playing on the bed. When he saw his mother holding his brother and making a lot of trouble, he also threw himself into his mother's arms and said in a tender Hu language: "Mom doesn't cry, who will bully her? My brother and I will kill him..."

Cai Yan stopped crying, wiped the tears, and said softly to his young son: "Child, you are not allowed to kill people at a young age. Remember, not only does the blood of the Hu people flow in your body, but also the blood of the Han people. If your father inherited the position of Shanyu in the future and passed it to you in the future, you must remember not to harm the Han people again..."

"Oh..." The two children looked confused, wondering why their mother suddenly said such things.

At this moment, Ah kidnapped into the tent with a melancholy face. Although he was not willing to give away the woman he loved deeply, he knew that he was the crown prince of the Huns, not only for himself, but also for hundreds of thousands of Huns. He had to do everything possible to preserve the Luanti family's dominance in the Huns. All the people were watching him to see how he welcomed his father's body back to Hutu? For the hegemony of the Luanti family, he had to make a choice, send his beloved woman and exchange it for his father's body.

Although it was a little sad, in this era when "brothers are like brothers and feet, and wives are like clothes", such conditions are still acceptable.

The woman is gone, just look for it again. He asked for a Cai Yan today, and I will snatch back ten Li Yans, one hundred Zhang Yans, one thousand Liu Yans, and ten thousand Sun Yans. In any case, the deep blood hatred between my Dahu people and the Han people will never be able to be resolved. In this life, I vow to slaughter all the Han people to comfort my father's spirit in heaven!

"It's not too late. If it's too late, Father Khan's body will be broken. Get packed up quickly and follow Messenger Xiao!" Ahkeng stood in front of the tent, with his back to his wife, and his hands on his back, and said coldly.

"We won't let my mother leave!" The two children cried in unison.

"Stop!" Ahguai was furious, turned his head to look at his two young sons, and scolded: "You are the sons of the Hu people, you are the descendants of the Dahu people. You can't cry like the Han people, do you know? You will be warriors on the grassland in the future!"

The two children were shocked and sobbed and dared not speak anymore.

Cai Yan wiped the tears, stood up and walked to Aheguai, and knelt down on the ground: "King, I am about to return to my hometown. Whether I love or hate the king, I still have to thank the king for his care over the years before leaving. I only hope that after I leave, the king can treat the two children well!"

Ahguai closed his eyes and waved his hand, "Go pack up! I will treat my child well."

Cai Yan turned around and walked to the bed and kissed his two sons on the cheeks, whispering: "My child, don't forget what his mother said!"

This time she did not shed tears, and resolutely turned around and walked to Ah Gun. She only carried a bag in her hand, which contained some of her Han clothes. She had lived on the territory of the Huns for several years. Cai Yan had been wearing Han clothes. Fortunately, Ah Gun did not force her to change into the Hu people's clothes.

When Ahguai saw Cai Yan holding a bag in his hand, he asked in surprise: "I will bring you the treasures and jade artifacts I have given you over the years. After all, after all, I have been with me for the past few years, I have caused you to suffer."

"No, leave it to the child. I am alone when I come, and so when I go!" Cai Yan bowed to Aheguai again, then stood up and said, "Let me leave now, take care of you, your best friend!"

After saying that, he took big steps towards the team of messengers. Not far away, Xiao Ping brought five hundred Hun soldiers and drove three thousand good horses waiting for her and Helanzhi.

Looking at Cai Yan's back as he walked away, his white clothes were as white as snow, floating as fairy, Ahkwe's heart was bleeding and his eyes were spitting fire. He thought he would not care at all, but he didn't expect that when he really left, he felt so sad!

"Yuan Mai! You and I are irreconcilable! The hatred of killing my father and the hatred of taking my wife. If you don't take this hatred, I, Ah, will be a man in vain!" Ah, with a heavy punch, several big punches, wood chips flew over the threshold of the tent, and blood dripped down the palm of his hand, but he could not feel any pain.

Cai Yan carried the bag, wiped the tears dry, walked to the team of messengers, bowed and entered the carriage, and said to Xiao Ping: 'Envoy Xiao, we can set off!"
Chapter completed!