“Hong Jile indeed has laid one trap after another for me,” Helian smiled bitterly. “I had originally planned to go back to the royal court to settle the mess among my relatives first before I go fight the Gold Roc but then he has already called this meeting. Once the 12 tribe leaders decide to exile me then I would have no choice but to run with my tail tucked between my legs.”
“Don’t count me in on running away with you.” Zhi Wei says with a faint smile.
“Don’t count me in on running away with you.” Peony who had been eavesdropping popped up, “I can just go become Hong Jile’s Queen, you can go do what you want.”
“Ha ha!” Looking at the drastically different in style yet equally formidable “mother and daughter in law”, Helian suddenly feels as if all his troubling thoughts have been swept away. Grabbing his mother with his left hand and Zhi Wei with his right hand, Helian laughs “Who’s running away! Even if it is just for this sort of mother and wife, I will make it to that meeting no matter what, even if I have to crawl!”
Zhi Wei smiles as she looks up at the sky, seemingly having not heard of Helian’s words.
A huge smile appears on Peony’s face, “Son! You are finally acting like a good son! It’s worth it after all that my nippled were almost rotten after all your chewing….”
*Bang*
The old Queen was pushed into the mud once again by the son who she had just barely praised for being filial.
By the river (a different river from the one Helian had camped at), twelve tents surround a giant purple tent. Among the various roaring fire pits, countless soldiers are patrolling with their weapons out.
This piece of land is a no man’s land. An area that is not controlled by any of the twelve tribes which is why historically whenever there is an issue that needs the twelve tribes to solve but they don’t trust each other to actually go to someone else’s home turf then this is where they would meet.
Snow covered the barren stone-hard ground outside of the tent yet inside, it is as warm as spring thanks to the fire basins.
“I heard that Helian had already crossed the river,” A thin old man turns to ask a younger man “Hong Jile, there won’t be a change to the plan will it?”
The younger man lets out a chilling smile. The man’s appearance is on the plain side but once he opens his eyes then the coldness in them rattles everyone who sees it. The man is none other than the Gold Roc’s tribe leader Hong Jile– the person who single-handedly caused the death of thousands of Gold Lion warriors’ and the old King’s death.
Answering Helian’s uncle’s question, Hong Jile says dismissively “No matter how fierce a baby bird is, he is no match to a sky soaring eagle.
Laughter rang out in unison within the tent.
“That kid who is still wet behind the ears, he probably wet his pants when he saw the imperial army!”
“He will for sure avoid this place like the plague.”
“The Old King’s bloodline is pretty much done for after this generation.”
“I wonder that…what you call it, Princess Shen Ying, the one the Emperor gave to Helian,” Amongst the boisterous voice, someone suddenly asks offhandedly, “What kind of beauty will she be? Sen Ying…Shen Ying…what a pretty sounding name.”
“Kelie!” Someone throws a lamb leg to him “You are not going to be just all talk right? That wouldn’t be fitting for a man of the wild grassland. Based on your fame as the most handsome man of the wild grassland, wouldn’t that whatever Ying will for sure throw herself into your arms the moment she sees you?”
Tossing the lamb leg to the floor with a disgusted look, the man wearing a fierce red robe sits up and says with a frown “You are so dirty.”
The moment he sits up, his long hair cascades down his back to reveal an extremely rare white silver colored hair. In the light of the fire, the white silver color shimmered like the moon but even that can’t be compared to his mesmerizing eyes. Like the silver fox that walks on the cliff ice that has been frozen for thousands of years, one single backward gaze is enough to mesmerize forever.
“For me.” He leisurely plays with a serving maid’s finger, “I have no interest in your guys’ plan to divide up the land. All I want is when the time comes, you guys would give me that Princess Shen Ying to play with.”
“Done!” Hong Jile laughs heartily, “Now, she IS a princess so just don’t kill her with your playing like you did the others before.”
“Why not?” Kelie blinks and asks in surprise “Don’t those Han women become their husbands’ properties once they get married? If she really is some great princess, do you think she would end up in the wild grassland? Don’t worry, her status can only follow Helian. If Helian is not king then she is no queen. If she is no queen then when can’t I play with her until she dies?”
Hong Jile grins “Fine, fine. Do what you like.” Giving Kelie a glance, Hong Jile doesn’t plan on arguing with him anymore. This kid is the youngest of the twelve tribal leaders but he is also the most ruthless and conniving. Born of a female slave yet he ended up becoming the tribe leader. In the process of him becoming the tribe leader, his father, mother, brothers, sisters…none of them survived. So it is best to keep a distance from someone like this.
Kelie is still all smiles as he slowly caresses the female slave’s fingers “When I get my hands on her, I am going to enjoy playing with her…I have heard that Han women have long slender fingers. How beautiful would it be…Ah, your horse milking sheep dung cleaning coarse fingers…are sure disgusting…”
As Kelie finished talking, a slight sound of bones breaking could be heard. Before the female slave could let out a scream, a smiling Kelie had already picked up the lamb leg from the floor and shoved it into her mouth.
“This sure spoiled my mood.” Five more cracking sounds followed. The female slave who was just blushing a moment ago is now trembling in pain on the floor as her fingers bent in strange angles, the sound of bone shattering continuing on as Kelie calmly kneads her fingers in his hand.
The tribe leaders looked at each other. Helian’s uncle finally pipes up “Kelie, you sure can spoil the mood…if you want that Shen Ying whatever, then you can have her…”
*Bang!*
Something suddenly flew in and fell heavily on Hong Jile’s table, flattening the whole grilled sheep in front of him. The golden dagger on the sheep’s back somehow inexplicably jumps up and heads straight for Hong Jile’s eyes.
Four voices came at the same time.
“Who in hell dares to covet my queen?” This voice was loud and fierce with intent to kill.
“Who is in a hurry to die and wants my daughter-in-law?” This voice is ear piercing and rude.
“Who? Want to die?” This one is the driest and most direct.
The last one, is most serene, in fact, there is even a hint of amusement in the voice.
“Kelie, sorry, your body odor stinks too much. This queen does not dare to accept you.”
The tent full of people jumps up while Hong Jile is busy dodging that seemingly possessed dagger “Who! Who is it! Where are my men!”
Grinning in the middle of the chaos, Kelie narrows his eyes “They sure got here fast…”
Pushing away the now unconscious female slave, Kelie languidly steps over the woman and laughs “Our king and queen have graced us with their presence, should we all go to greet them?”
Finally catching on, all the tribe leaders look awkwardly towards Hong Jile but he is still busy dodging the seemingly possessed dagger that is determined to glue itself to him.
“A group of wolves praying to the moon…probably begging for more prey.” Helian’s nonchalant voice comes through the tent door, “Our wild grassland sure has raised too many greedy wolves!”
“Hong Jile indeed has laid one trap after another for me,” Helian smiled bitterly. “I had originally planned to go back to the royal court to settle the mess among my relatives first before I go fight the Gold Roc but then he has already called this meeting. Once the 12 tribe leaders decide to exile me then I would have no choice but to run with my tail tucked between my legs.”
“Don’t count me in on running away with you.” Zhi Wei says with a faint smile.
“Don’t count me in on running away with you.” Peony who had been eavesdropping popped up, “I can just go become Hong Jile’s Queen, you can go do what you want.”
“Ha ha!” Looking at the drastically different in style yet equally formidable “mother and daughter in law”, Helian suddenly feels as if all his troubling thoughts have been swept away. Grabbing his mother with his left hand and Zhi Wei with his right hand, Helian laughs “Who’s running away! Even if it is just for this sort of mother and wife, I will make it to that meeting no matter what, even if I have to crawl!”
Zhi Wei smiles as she looks up at the sky, seemingly having not heard of Helian’s words.
A huge smile appears on Peony’s face, “Son! You are finally acting like a good son! It’s worth it after all that my nippled were almost rotten after all your chewing….”
*Bang*
The old Queen was pushed into the mud once again by the son who she had just barely praised for being filial.
By the river (a different river from the one Helian had camped at), twelve tents surround a giant purple tent. Among the various roaring fire pits, countless soldiers are patrolling with their weapons out.
This piece of land is a no man’s land. An area that is not controlled by any of the twelve tribes which is why historically whenever there is an issue that needs the twelve tribes to solve but they don’t trust each other to actually go to someone else’s home turf then this is where they would meet.
Snow covered the barren stone-hard ground outside of the tent yet inside, it is as warm as spring thanks to the fire basins.
“I heard that Helian had already crossed the river,” A thin old man turns to ask a younger man “Hong Jile, there won’t be a change to the plan will it?”
The younger man lets out a chilling smile. The man’s appearance is on the plain side but once he opens his eyes then the coldness in them rattles everyone who sees it. The man is none other than the Gold Roc’s tribe leader Hong Jile– the person who single-handedly caused the death of thousands of Gold Lion warriors’ and the old King’s death.
Answering Helian’s uncle’s question, Hong Jile says dismissively “No matter how fierce a baby bird is, he is no match to a sky soaring eagle.
Laughter rang out in unison within the tent.
“That kid who is still wet behind the ears, he probably wet his pants when he saw the imperial army!”
“He will for sure avoid this place like the plague.”
“The Old King’s bloodline is pretty much done for after this generation.”
“I wonder that…what you call it, Princess Shen Ying, the one the Emperor gave to Helian,” Amongst the boisterous voice, someone suddenly asks offhandedly, “What kind of beauty will she be? Sen Ying…Shen Ying…what a pretty sounding name.”
“Kelie!” Someone throws a lamb leg to him “You are not going to be just all talk right? That wouldn’t be fitting for a man of the wild grassland. Based on your fame as the most handsome man of the wild grassland, wouldn’t that whatever Ying will for sure throw herself into your arms the moment she sees you?”
Tossing the lamb leg to the floor with a disgusted look, the man wearing a fierce red robe sits up and says with a frown “You are so dirty.”
The moment he sits up, his long hair cascades down his back to reveal an extremely rare white silver colored hair. In the light of the fire, the white silver color shimmered like the moon but even that can’t be compared to his mesmerizing eyes. Like the silver fox that walks on the cliff ice that has been frozen for thousands of years, one single backward gaze is enough to mesmerize forever.
“For me.” He leisurely plays with a serving maid’s finger, “I have no interest in your guys’ plan to divide up the land. All I want is when the time comes, you guys would give me that Princess Shen Ying to play with.”
“Done!” Hong Jile laughs heartily, “Now, she IS a princess so just don’t kill her with your playing like you did the others before.”
“Why not?” Kelie blinks and asks in surprise “Don’t those Han women become their husbands’ properties once they get married? If she really is some great princess, do you think she would end up in the wild grassland? Don’t worry, her status can only follow Helian. If Helian is not king then she is no queen. If she is no queen then when can’t I play with her until she dies?”
Hong Jile grins “Fine, fine. Do what you like.” Giving Kelie a glance, Hong Jile doesn’t plan on arguing with him anymore. This kid is the youngest of the twelve tribal leaders but he is also the most ruthless and conniving. Born of a female slave yet he ended up becoming the tribe leader. In the process of him becoming the tribe leader, his father, mother, brothers, sisters…none of them survived. So it is best to keep a distance from someone like this.
Kelie is still all smiles as he slowly caresses the female slave’s fingers “When I get my hands on her, I am going to enjoy playing with her…I have heard that Han women have long slender fingers. How beautiful would it be…Ah, your horse milking sheep dung cleaning coarse fingers…are sure disgusting…”
As Kelie finished talking, a slight sound of bones breaking could be heard. Before the female slave could let out a scream, a smiling Kelie had already picked up the lamb leg from the floor and shoved it into her mouth.
“This sure spoiled my mood.” Five more cracking sounds followed. The female slave who was just blushing a moment ago is now trembling in pain on the floor as her fingers bent in strange angles, the sound of bone shattering continuing on as Kelie calmly kneads her fingers in his hand.
The tribe leaders looked at each other. Helian’s uncle finally pipes up “Kelie, you sure can spoil the mood…if you want that Shen Ying whatever, then you can have her…”
*Bang!*
Something suddenly flew in and fell heavily on Hong Jile’s table, flattening the whole grilled sheep in front of him. The golden dagger on the sheep’s back somehow inexplicably jumps up and heads straight for Hong Jile’s eyes.
Four voices came at the same time.
“Who in hell dares to covet my queen?” This voice was loud and fierce with intent to kill.
“Who is in a hurry to die and wants my daughter-in-law?” This voice is ear piercing and rude.
“Who? Want to die?” This one is the driest and most direct.
The last one, is most serene, in fact, there is even a hint of amusement in the voice.
“Kelie, sorry, your body odor stinks too much. This queen does not dare to accept you.”
The tent full of people jumps up while Hong Jile is busy dodging that seemingly possessed dagger “Who! Who is it! Where are my men!”
Grinning in the middle of the chaos, Kelie narrows his eyes “They sure got here fast…”
Pushing away the now unconscious female slave, Kelie languidly steps over the woman and laughs “Our king and queen have graced us with their presence, should we all go to greet them?”
Finally catching on, all the tribe leaders look awkwardly towards Hong Jile but he is still busy dodging the seemingly possessed dagger that is determined to glue itself to him.
“A group of wolves praying to the moon…probably begging for more prey.” Helian’s nonchalant voice comes through the tent door, “Our wild grassland sure has raised too many greedy wolves!”
