Chapter 823: Meng Nu Surrenders (1)
Luoxue settled down in Nangong Yi's tent, living on the floor in front of the master's couch as a slave. The bedding was the soldiers' used luggage, which was stinky and smelled like feet. Luoxue felt ashamed and humiliated. She was very angry. When she was in the palace, she lived in a separate room and slept on a carved and embroidered couch that was better than ordinary masters. She was covered with a brand new brocade quilt. The eunuchs and maids in the palace, even the wives and daughters of the officials, all called her "Miss Luoxue" respectfully. But now, she has fallen to the point of sleeping on the floor.
What made her even more angry was that Mu Caiwei didn't live in this tent anymore. She arranged another tent and stayed there most of the time. She only came here occasionally to take a look and leave. But she didn't say that she would not live here anymore, so she couldn't sleep on the couch. She could only sleep on the floor and endure the strong smell of stinky feet coming from the wet ground and thin bedding!
Caiwei did not live in the big tent these days, but had someone set up a small tent for her in a secluded place. She quietly hid in it, actually hiding in the space, to continue her glass burning experiment. In a few days, it would be the ten-day deadline for her and Tuoba Kui. Her glass had not been burned out yet. How could she not be anxious? Therefore, in the past few days, she had no time to pay attention to Chaoyang and Luoxue. She just worked hard alone, starting the fire and burning the furnace again and again, and experimenting again and again.
Finally, the God paid off the hard work. On the day she and Tuoba Kui agreed, she finally burned the ideal glass. The glass was transparent and flat, without any bubbles in it. It was a thin piece, pressed on the window, not to mention how beautiful it was!
"Parrot, go and help me see what Tuoba Kui is doing?"
In a little while, she will go to Tuoba Kui's king's tent to negotiate with him. She believes that with Tuoba Kui's character, he will never surrender easily. He might take advantage of this meeting to kill her, so she has to be on guard!
In the middle of the night, Caiwei rode on the white-haired tiger and arrived at the Mengnu's royal city as scheduled.
The magnificent king's tent was set up in the center of the royal city. Hundreds of Mengnu warriors walked around the king's tent with torches or bows and arrows, guarding their leader Tuoba Kui.
This scene was almost the same as the last time she came. If Parrot hadn't found out the information in advance, she would have no way of noticing what Tuoba Kui was doing in this big tent.
After arriving at the king's tent, Caiwei got off the white-haired tiger. The moment she jumped off the white-haired tiger, the white-haired tiger, which was as big as a small mountain, suddenly disappeared without a trace, leaving those warriors holding bows, arrows, swords and guns stunned, as if they had seen a ghost.
Caiwei ignored the surprised eyes of the crowd and walked towards the king's tent.
In the big tent, the splendid and bright lights were shining. Tuoba Kui sat on the tiger-skin king's chair with his hands on the back of the chair, with a mysterious smile on his face, looking at Caiwei with a faint gaze.
"Woman, we meet again!"
"Yes, compared to ten days ago, the Khan's complexion is much worse. Maybe he has suffered too many defeats recently and has been stimulated!"
Caiwei lifted her skirt and sat cross-legged on a carpet, smiling calmly.
Tuoba Kui's smile froze on his face and solidified.
In the past few days, Mengnu has lost two cities in succession, and the great march has reached the city of Dulun. If Dulun is lost, the next city to be lost will be Mengnu's royal city.
He does not want Mengnu's 300,000 people to become slaves of Dajin, nor does he want to be exploited and enslaved by Dajin from now on. Therefore, even though he knows that the chance of killing this woman tonight is pitifully small, he still risks his life to fight. If he wins, he will be a hero of Mengnu; if he loses, he will die for Mengnu's compatriots, and he will die without regrets!