The Butian successor retreated again in vain. She had already made up her mind to kill the two of them, and she was seriously injured, and even swallowed the potion to force the potential, causing side effects to the body. However, human calculations were not as good as God's calculations. At the last moment, she saw the Turkic cavalry approaching and thought of the consequences of the humiliation and ravage, and she had to retreat.

She is not afraid of death, but she never wants to let herself suffer humiliation and die without any prestige. In that way, life will be worse than death.

Luo Zhaoyun breathed a sigh of relief. Almost, he and Qingshuang were about to die with each other.

At this time, the woman in white went away, staggered to find the war horse, then jumped onto the horse's back, and ran away with her seriously injured body.

"Boom!"

The Turkic people who were close to hundreds of cavalry swept over, shouting, wearing leather armor and felt hats, were all burly, with deep eyes, high nose bridge, thick eyebrows, high forehead and big ears, and a thick scimitar in their hands, surrounding Luo Zhaoyun and Qingshuang.

"Mmmmm--"

These knights shouted and spoke Turkic language. Luo Zhaoyun and Qingshuang could not hear clearly. Although they knew a little simple Turkic language, their knowledge was effective.

The two of them had no strength at this time and still had blood on their bodies. They could not resist and were just waiting for the arrangement of their fate.

Qingshuang frowned, her face was dusty, sweat stains mixed with blood, her head was messy and dirty, and she couldn't tell how beautiful she looked, but she was worried that once she was captured and washed away, the Turks would do something dirty to her after seeing her appearance.

She was a little worried and even prepared to commit suicide at any time. If she attempted suicide and was really ravaged, she must survive and then kill all the Turkic men.

Qingshuang made up her mind that as long as she was humiliated, she would become a ghost and stayed in the grassland all her life. She would not kill men on the grassland, and would not kill them all, castrated them all, making this nation absolute.

However, these Turks were obviously soldiers, not as evil as Turkic bandits and bandits. They just surrounded the two of them without touching their hands. Soon, the sound of horse hooves came from behind, and a convoy and cavalry rushed towards them.

A Turkic cavalry went to report that soon, an exquisite and gorgeous carriage drove over, and the curtain of the carriage lifted up, revealing the figure of a woman.

"What happened?" the woman asked in Turkic language.

"There are currently injured here, and it seems that they are from the Central Plains." A Turkic centurion replied.

"Oh!" The woman suddenly felt a little fond of people in the Central Plains when she heard about people in the Central Plains. After all, she has half of her blood, she is a Han Chinese in the Central Plains, and she has a royal bloodline.

The woman looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was wearing a beard skirt. The long skirt floated around like a cloud. The color was colorful. She also had a string of tiny silver bells hanging on her body. She wore a golden silk pink felt on her head. She had a beautiful appearance and her eyes were as clear as a lake.

She walked over and looked down at the man and woman half lying on the ground, frowned, and could not have imagined that both of them were covered in blood and seemed to be very heavy. She asked in Zhongyuan: "What are your names? Why do you appear here? Are you still in such a serious injury."

Luo Zhaoyun was stunned for a moment. He could not have thought that this Turkic girl could speak Chinese in Central Plains. She was a little happy and replied: "My name is Ning Ze, her name is Xia Ya. We are a couple, but because of the opposition of the family, we secretly escaped. I thought of hiding at the border, but was chased by the family. I almost died just now. Fortunately, the people who were chasing us heard about your cavalry and retreated. Otherwise, we would be in danger."

Qingshuang was stunned and was said to be his lover, with a hint and unnatural look.

The Turkic girl was half-believing and half-doubted. She heard her mother mention that people in the Central Plains have lies and cannot trust them easily. However, when she saw the couple close together, her eyes full of emotions and worry, she was indeed like a lover. With such serious injuries, her credibility increased.

"I am Tag. I'm going to see my mother at the Pugu and attend the grassland event. Are you willing to go?"

Luo Zhaoyun is seriously injured now, worried that the Butian successor did not go far, and once he refused, he was also worried that he would encounter other Turkic bandits. For safety reasons, he nodded and said, "I am willing, as long as we can avoid disasters and recover from injuries, we can follow you to the depths of the prairie. Thank you, the beautiful Tag."

The girl Tag smiled slightly and said, "I am half a native of the Central Plains. I have read some books on the grassland, but I lack human communication. It is just through you that I can learn about what happened in the Central Plains recently and some books that I need to explain."

She turned around and ordered the guards to free up a caravan to ride for Luo Zhaoyun and Qingshuang, and asked the maid to prepare medicine boxes and two clean sets of men and women's clothes for the two of them.

"Thank you." Luo Zhaoyun and Qingshuang expressed their gratitude and got into the carriage.

The convoy continued to move forward, and the two of them unexpectedly turned into good fortune in disguise, and met a kind Turkic noble girl who was hospitalized to rescue her.

Luo Zhaoyun saw the number and equipment of the guards outside through the curtains and analyzed: "This Tag girl seems to be the daughter of the Turkic nobles. She has so many guards who have protected her, and her status is not low!"

Qingshuang murmured to himself: "Tag...Tag, it sounds a little familiar." Qingshuang murmured to himself.

Luo Zhaoyun asked: "Qingshuang, what are you thinking about?"

Qingshuang suddenly said, "Ah, I remembered that Tag is in Turkic. If you put it in Central Plains, it actually means a princess. The Turkic prince is called Tak. She is a princess. I don't know, which tribe is the princess?"

After listening to her analysis, Luo Zhaoyun said, "It seems that only the daughter of the Turkic Khan is the one who can be called a princess. She is half of her blood from the Central Plains. Could it be that she is the daughter of the Princess of the Great Sui Dynasty?"

In order to win over the Turks, in the Sui Dynasty, he used a divisive strategy to marry two royal princesses to the Khan of Qimin. First, Princess Anyi, but after she married the Turks, she died of illness a few years later. In order to show her good relationship with the Turks, Emperor Wen of Sui married Princess Yicheng and then to the Khan of Qimin.

In the Sui Dynasty, the Turkic leader married two princesses in a row, only the Khan of Qimin

However, in the fifth year of Daye, Qimin Khan died of illness. His son Dujishi succeeded to the throne and was named Shibi Khan. He married his stepmother, Princess Yicheng, as Kedun, and continued to marry the Great Sui Dynasty and bring closer relationships.

"Zhaoyun, are we really going to the depths of the Turks?" Qingshuang didn't know his plans, so she asked.
Chapter completed!