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Facing the cold wind, Solurian Mountain let the cold wind blow against his chest. The spring wind outside was still as cold as a knife, carrying a biting temperature and hardness as it slid across his chest.

No matter how cold the wind was, it would not extinguish the fire in his chest. Thinking about the fire in the royal court in the Great Wen City, Yue Chan Juan, the fire burned even hotter and fiercer.

He had never been so obsessed with a woman before, and it was deeply engraved in his heart.

When he first saw her, he was flabbergasted. He had never liked the delicate and beautiful woman from the Central Plains. However, her beauty no longer belonged to the human world. Dreamcast, she was the goddess of his dreams. She gracefully floated into his dreams and departed, coming and going without a trace.

At first glance, he could only look at her with his blazing gaze and his burning love for her. He wanted to see this woman, this woman with her unparalleled intelligence and her unparalleled beauty.

In his mind, that wouldn't be difficult, because the emperor of the great kang wanted to marry her off to a branch of the great moon, to form an alliance with the great moon.

He was the hero of the Huns, the son of Tian Yiyu. Who else could be worthy of her?

He pitied her weakness and was intoxicated by her unending beauty. He only wanted to have her and hold her in his arms every night. How many times had her ardent gaze only stopped for her? She didn't receive the beauty's gaze.

That night, he had risked his life to break into her room and only wanted her. He could not and would not let her have a chance to belong to someone else, even if that "someone else" was his father, who he had always respected and respected.

He knew that the woman of the Central Plains had always valued chastity and wanted to obtain her body that night. A hero like him, he thought, she would like him, bow to him, be his woman.

She was merely a delicate woman from the Central Plains, a princess of the royal family.

She was not a weak girl, she was a small horse with an extraordinary body and a bold and unflustered manner.

She had hurt him, and he had no resentment, only surprise and admiration.

A tender, soft, beautiful, and wild nature coexisted together. With her like this, he was even more obsessed with her, and it was difficult to abandon her.

He wanted her, she was a pony, but he was the best rider in the Huns, and he had to be tamed to make the pony his good horse.

That night, his fingers glided across her skin that was softer than silk, and her skin that was softer than jade. That feeling still lingered on his fingertip to this day.

That night, he admired her delicate and exquisite body. He had never seen such a woman before, and from then on, she was the only one in his heart.

There had been countless women before her, after her, but the only one who could make him feel so deep in his memories and dreams was her.

He thought about her all the time and found out that she had experienced countless life and death situations. Her heart ached but she was powerless. She could only look into the distance and silently think and pray for her.

She returned once more, but he stayed in a faraway place until the day she married and became a part of the Da Wei family. He stayed awake day and night, secretly crying.

That was the first time he cried for a girl, and also the last time.

"Chan Juan, wait for me. I'm going to return to your side. What monarch hegemony, unifying the Huns, how can I be more important than you! I only want you, as long as you are by my side, as my woman. I will give you the most noble of positions, and become the mistress of the Great Moon Branch, my Big Qin! "

Solurian Shan was hot-blooded. Abandoning the large group of people, he brought along his elite soldiers and guards as he dashed towards the Great Qin Empire.

He only wanted to return to the Big Dipper one day earlier and see Yue Chanjuan, who was holding the hand of his dream soul, and tell her about it.

"Chan Juan, there is no one who can take you away from me now. There is no …"

Solu Lianshan clenched his fists. He was alone, he was alone in the great moon, he was alone in the Huns, Yue Chan Juan, Princess Wuyou of the great kang could only belong to him.

Under the sunlight, the beautiful figure attracted everyone's attention. Countless people followed her beautiful figure, and those lush crops and seedlings were the hope that this princess of the Central Plains brought to them.

Under the sunlight, Yue Chanjuan gave off a beauty that could not be seen directly, causing everyone to lower their heads involuntarily, not daring to look directly at her.

She stood beside the crops like a fairy descending from the sky, making people want to worship her.

As the seeds were sown, it brought hope to the various races of the Western Regions. Everyone felt hope in their hearts as they looked at the lush seedlings and crops before them.

Weapon Workshop, Manufacturing Workshop, Forging Workshop …

All sorts of workshops emerged from within the large room. After a winter's preparation and brewing, Tuoba Fei's full support was now available. Currently, within the large room, all sorts of workshops were in operation to supply the army and civilians.

All of these were due to Yue Chanjuan. The artisans that she had brought with her from the Central Plains were busy, giving instructions to the workshops as they began their operations.

Everything was done in accordance with the needs of the army. The first thing they had to do was to ensure supplies.

The craftsmen were recruiting Chinese and teaching apprentices in the city to ensure the normal operation of the workshop. They did not want to teach their skills to the Huns, but there were also many Han Chinese in the Great Moon. These Chinese were quickly summoned to the workshops, and their lives were greatly improved.

When the first batch of vegetables was supplied to the army and the commoners, everyone's face lit up with joy.

"Your Highness, this general will go inform the Great Qin Dynasty that Your Highness has arrived."

Tuoba Fei gently waved his hand. Standing in the distance, he looked at the beautiful figure that he was worried about. Under the sunlight, she seemed to have gained a myriad of styles, but her nobility and fairy like charm didn't diminish in the slightest.

He returned quietly. He had many things to arrange, and when he returned, he did not know that he had returned from Solurian Mountain first. He had been traveling day and night, and was already exhausted.

"Big Qin, the prince is back."

"Where?"

Yue Chanjuan's eyes lit up as she scanned her surroundings. There was no need to look any further. That white figure was right in the distance.

No matter how many people there were, there was no way to conceal Gao Hua's extraordinary heroic bearing. He was like a crane among a flock of chickens.

The golden rays of the sun enveloped his figure from behind. From afar, he looked like a deity, dazzling to the eyes. Within the gentle light, his appearance could not be clearly seen. However, Yue Chanjuan knew that only he possessed such grandeur and grace.

"Tuoba Fei …"

Yue Chanjuan's charming face was suffused with a layer of scarlet as her eyes brimmed with emotions.

Another month passed. When she finally saw him again, his name would be on the tip of her tongue.

Their gazes met in the air and they walked towards each other at the same time.

"This subject greets Da Qin."

Tuoba Fei bowed slightly, clearing Yue Chan's mind with a few words. There were many people present, and they could only meet with the courtesy of a sovereign.

"Your highness, you have traveled a long way and have returned. It must be hard on you. I will wash your dust at a feast."

"You are my feast!"