Looking at the beauty under the lamp, it became more and more colorful. Because she was sheltering from the wind and sand in the tent, the girl did not wear an outer robe, but only wore a short silk shirt. Her exposed neck and jade arms were shining under the light. Her skin was as crystal clear as the beautiful jade in the sky, and her beautiful eyes were slightly flowing, looking at him coldly like autumn waves.

"We'd better stop going around the corner and explain to each other so that we can cooperate with each other."

The girl spat: "Cooperate with you? Humph, you devils, killing my tribe and invading the territory of my Tuyuhun, are all bad guys!"

Luo Zhaoyun's face was deep and shouted: "Who is it? He repeatedly offended the territory of the Great Sui Dynasty, plundered the people and returned to slaves, burned, killed, and robbed them, and did everything evil. Do you still have any reason to denounce us as devils? Humph, it's really a thief who shouted about thieves. Without your border nuisance and without your tribesmen blocking the Silk Road, will I rush to advance westward? All of this is the seeds planted by your tribesmen. When it comes to collapse, this is cause and effect!"

"Are you squirting with blood?"

Luo Zhaoyun sneered: "Do you think I'm lying to you? You have lived in the palace for a long time and know nothing about the outside world. You have heard what the slaves around you say, and they are all told by the elders. But have you ever been to the border with your own eyes to see how your tribesmen cut grass valleys, plundered everywhere, murdered and set fire, and did everything they did?"

"You! You, how did you know that I was in the palace?" the girl asked suspiciously.

"Through your clothes, in addition to the most expensive silk in the Central Plains, it is also the golden silk border, and your aristocratic temperament and skin, these are rare in the grassland tribes. Unless it is the most noble Khan court, there is this specification. In addition, there are many gifts of envoys outside. It seems that you should have gone to Tiel or Turks to seek reinforcements. Adding up these factors, you must be a royal family, and you should be a princess, right?"

The girl calmed down, her eyes were pitch black and moist, and there was a faint light blue that was almost invisible, deep and clear. She nodded and said, "Yes, I am from the Tuyuhun royal family, with a more surnamed Murong. If I guess correctly, you are the young general of the Great Sui Dynasty, Luo Cheng and Luo Zhaoyun!"

Luo Zhaoyun nodded slightly, but unexpectedly the girl had heard of him and admitted frankly: "It's me, Luo Cheng, what's your name?"

"Zi Yan, Murong Zi Yan!"

"This name is good, it has a very charming Central Plains."

Zi Yan said, "Because my mother died soon after I left, I was raised by Princess Guanghua. She was the princess of the Sui court in the Central Plains. She taught me to read and read, and subtly made me fall in love with Central Plains culture. She was born in the royal family of the Great Sui Dynasty and married to Tuyuhun because of her marriage."

"So that's the case. No wonder you speak so smoothly about Zhongyuan's words and pronounce them very clearly."

Murong Ziyan replied: "I use Chinese characters in Tuyuhun, but the pronunciation is different."

Luo Zhaoyun nodded. It was like everyone learned Chinese characters, but different places had their own dialects, with the same meaning and different pronunciations.

"Since you grew up with the Princess of the Great Sui and are influenced by her, you should have some kindness to the Great Sui Dynasty. The Tuyuhun Youth Invaders robbed the people of the border. Have you never heard of it at all?"

Murong Ziyan shook her head and said, "No one has mentioned this to me. After I was ten years old, I was sent to other tribes to live. My father was worried that I would be assimilated by the customs of the Central Plains for too long. So after I was ten years old, I didn't get along with her much, but I lived with the Zheti tribe members. Therefore, I was more interested in Tuyuhun people than the Great Sui people!"

After hearing this, Luo Zhaoyun fell into thought. He always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say it. He didn't think that what the other party said was true, but he couldn't pick out what was false for a while.

In the 16th year of Kaihuang in the Great Sui Dynasty, Tuyuhun Khan Shifu sent envoys to the Sui Dynasty to marry the relatives. Emperor Wen of Sui married Princess Guanghua to Tuyuhun Khan Shifu. However, a year later, Tuyuhun was in a civil turmoil and Shifu was killed. His younger brother Fuyun succeeded to the throne. According to Tuyuhun custom, Princess Guanghua married Fuyun again, which is Busabou Khan.

Luo Zhaoyun continued to ask: "Did you travel to find reinforcements?"

Murong Ziyan said, "It can be said that, but I know that no matter whether it is the Turks or Tiele, the 36 countries in the Western Regions dare not send troops to the Sui Dynasty. Isn't this an old saying in the Central Plains that it is said that planning things depends on people, and success is in heaven?"

Luo Zhaoyun was a little uncomfortable with her confession for a while, and it seemed that the cooperation was a bit too smooth.

Murong Ziyan asked: "How can you withdraw from the army?"

"Retreat the troops? Conquer Fuqi City, reopen the Silk Road, pacify Tuyuhun, and you will naturally withdraw your troops?"

Murong Ziyan sighed and said, "Is it possible that the battle between the Great Sui and Tuyuhun is a life-and-death battle?"

Luo Zhaoyun said, "The arrow is on the string, and I have to. Although the army is led by me, behind me, the Emperor of Sui looked down. I can only walk forward and cannot turn around. Otherwise, the defeated general will not escape punishment!"

Murong Ziyan hesitated for a moment, a hint of sadness and helplessness flashed across her face, and turned to the maid and said, "Gu Li, you can wait outside the tent first. I have a few words to say to General Luo."

Guli's maid nodded, got up and left the tent.

At this time, Murong Ziyan stood up, with a slender figure, a short green robe, a dark golden pattern embroidered on the collar and sleeves, a jade-laced strap tied around her slender waist, black and blue hair tied together, and a white jade hairpin was inserted on the bun, with a slim and white jade hairpin, and a shoulder was cut, and her waist was as plain as possible, which was pure and charming.

Zi Yan smiled bitterly, straightened her chest again, her delicate body was exquisite and convex, and her curves were ups and downs. Although she was not bright enough, there was a mysterious temptation all over her body, just like a quietly blooming flower under the candlelight of the night.

"If I teach you this virginity, can I let my tribe go? Don't attack Fuqicheng and let them retreat calmly."

"Uh, what?" Luo Zhaoyun was a little stunned, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

Murong Ziyan gently pulled her belt, and the ribbon tied around her waist fell to the ground. Then she gently untied her clothes with a pair of soft thighs, her shoulders trembled slightly, and a green robe slid down gently... (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!