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Yue Chanjuan calmly looked at the light that left a mottled shadow on the ground through the window, and remained indifferent without making a sound. She couldn't plead for the Xumi Army, and she had no intention of doing so.

This result was something that the Xumi Army had to bear; everyone had to pay the price for their own mistakes. And she, whether she was wrong or not, had already paid too much of a price.

The crabapple pear blossom tried to test a few times, but it still wasn't over. Today, he had asked her to come to the great hall and test it once more. He wanted to see just what secrets she and the Xumi Army had.

"I'm afraid that this will disappoint you. What does the life and death of the Xumi Army have to do with me? Next time, you will use Ashnah to hunt down your pride, and the power of the Iron Buddha to test it out. "Pear blossom, you don't even have the least bit of confidence in yourself, you're really old."

A cold smile floated on her lips, or perhaps she had already found the weakness of the Pear Blossom Valley, and gradually began to understand this old man.

The Sumeru soldier's eyes widened as he unwillingly looked at the large soldering iron in front of him. The Dragon Horse imprint was clearly visible, but it was enough to end his freedom.

"Slash …"

White smoke rose into the air, and the smell of burnt barbecue floated in the air. The fiery red soldering iron had left a shameful mark on the forehead of the Sumeru army.

The Xumi Army tightly closed their eyes. Behind them, someone tightly grabbed onto his arm, with his back to them. The other person grabbed onto the Xumi Army's hair, preventing them from moving.

When the brand was left behind, the two released their grip. The Sumeru army powerlessly knelt on the ground. Just now, Fate had already been as heavy as a mountain, pressing down on his back.

The pain and humiliation from the whip was no longer much. The Xumi Temple could not even feel the whip viciously lashing down on their bodies.

"He's kneeling."

This berating voice woke the Xumi Army up. At this moment, he was just a lowly slave.

He straightened his body and knelt in the snow. As the whip danced in the air, bright red plum blossoms bloomed one after another.

"Men, drag the people of the Xumi Clan down and brand them with slave seals. Wipe them to thirty."

With a single command, the hearts of everyone within the Xumi Clan sunk to the ground. They could no longer change the fate of being relegated to slavery. They could only heavily kowtow and say, "Sin slaves, thank you for your grace."

No one dared to resist or beg for mercy. For the sake of the fate of all the people of the Xumi Clan, for the sake of allowing the bloodline of the Xumi Clan to continue, they could only bear such a heavy fate.

The entire hall was silent. None of the officials said anything. Even those who had mocked the Xumi Army outside of the royal court were silent. They knew that if they had the choice, the Xumi Temple would probably rather die than accept such a punishment.

After a long time, the Xumi army finally crawled in from the great hall. On each of their foreheads, there was a deep, deep, bloody mark. This mark was extremely ferocious, indicating their status.

"Sin Slave thanks for your grace."

The Sumeru army heavily kowtowed. Because of the damage to their foreheads, a deep Dragon Horse mark was left on the left side of their foreheads. On the left side of everyone's foreheads, there was a deep and distinct mark.

"I order you to kneel in front of Jia Lan Temple in Great Wings City until the sky turns dark."

"Yes, your servant obeys."

"You may leave."

The people from the Xumi Temple all kneeled down and retreated from the great hall. The officials were all sighing endlessly as they tried to intimidate the other clans.

Jia Lan Temple was the largest temple in Da Wen City. It had an unending stream of people. Just by ordering the Xumi Army to kneel down with the slave mark on their heads, everyone in Da Wen City, especially the people from different clans that were lurking in Da Wen City, could see this scene.

This sort of humiliation was unbearable to bear. At the same time, it was also used by Pear Blossom Valley to announce that only people who dared to offend others would have such an ending.

"Wuyou, are you satisfied with the way we handle this matter?"

"It is naturally appropriate to deal with it alone. Chenqie congratulates you on being alone, and deterres all the clans from taking over the great clans. I wish you all the best in unifying the Huns as soon as possible."

The crabapple pear solitarily smiled and said: "I have no worries, what more do I need? I only ask that no worries can accompany me by my side day and night. This is what I wish for."

Yue Chanjuan's heart couldn't help but tremble at these words. It was not because she was moved, but because those words were so cold that they penetrated her heart.

As soon as these words came out, it was likely that they would spread throughout the imperial court and the imperial court. Her crime of seducing the master, as well as her unprecedented honor of being a sole pet, made it even more difficult for her to move.

His gaze swept across the faces of the crowd and contained a hint of ridicule. Look at these people, who are the big fish that jumped out of the water after the Godly Xi Peak?

A few of his sons were also standing silently in the great hall. Their complicated gazes swept over Yue Chan's tender cheeks and quickly lowered their heads.

None of them wished to be alone with their love for Yue Chanjuan and take her as a disciple. However, all of this was not something that they could stop, nor was it something that the courtiers and officials could stop.

The Great Moon Branch and Great Kang had joined hands to send out troops, and this year, they had received too much help from Great Kang. The Great Moon Branch could only send Yue Chanjuan as Great Qin, and even in name, they had to give Great Kang enough face so that he wouldn't blame them.

However, whether it was Yue Chanjuan's sons or the officials or the women of the harem, they all wished that Yue Chanjuan would only be given a nominal position of the Da Yu family, and not the real one.

They were all secretly watching the crabapple pear tree, so they didn't know what the crabapple pear tree was planning. From the looks of their actions and words, staying overnight at Princess Wuyou's palace was undoubtedly a very deep favor.

Bringing Yue Chanjuan to court, and even asking her many times about the politics of the court, her gentle and loving words, caused everyone to feel uneasy. They were all worried that they had been bewitched by the number one beauty in the world and wanted to give their place to Yue Chanjuan.

"It is a great honor for me to serve a single person, to be able to unite all the Huns and become the only one in the Western Regions."

Yue Chanjuan reached out her hand and held it, saying deeply, "With no worries by my side, giving advice to me, I should have no worries. To think that Wuyou would be able to capture King Kun Mi without any worries, even saying that he would defeat King Rong and subdue King Xumi, such a wise and farsighted plan was something that even men would find difficult to match. "I truly have no worries now."

Yue Chan gazed at Dan Yu with affection from the bottom of her heart. "For me to be able to do this without worrying, it's my wish."

"Do not worry for my Great Wei, the mistress of the Huns, and I share the world, and share our worries. "In this way, I will not waste my life. With no worries by my side, what else can I worry about."

"Wishing to be alone without worry, willing to be alone with the united Huns, and willing to be alone with the heavens!"