They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

Chapter 380 You Should Know How to Be a Pet

He looked at her, his eyes filled with three parts love and seven parts regret!

She shook her head. Chu Qiu rushed up and kicked Yelü Hanxuan to the ground, stepping on his chest with her foot, her eyes blazing with fury!

But after gritting her teeth, she turned to look at the bleeding hand, pulled down her sleeve, and quickly wrapped it around the hand: "Your Highness!"

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt much." But the tears in her eyes didn't lie.

Chu Qiu carried her off the horse in a princess carry, while Yelü Hanxuan and Han Yong were tied up.

When everyone returned to Beiyang, Wu Ziyan was covered in wounds and lay on the bed, with Chu Qiu and Huang Ziliang by her side.

"Ziliang begs Miss to punish me!"

Huang Ziliang knelt on the ground, not raising his head, while Wu Ziyan waved his still-functioning hand.

"Get up, if I were you, I would do the same."

"minister……"

"Chu Qiu, stop talking. I don't blame you. But what about Yelü and his companion?"

"In jail."

"If you bring it up, you should still give them the respect they deserve, after all, they've treated me quite well."

Chu Qiu got angry just thinking about it. That Yelü Hanxuan clearly liked Wu Ziyan. Just look at her eyes, they were a mixture of love and hate.

"Yelü Hanxuan probably has special feelings for His Highness."

“I know I will marry him, and Bei Rong will become a vassal state of our Wu Dynasty.”

The two men were stunned, but Chu Qiu was more shocked, her eyes revealing disappointment. So she had fallen in love with another man?

Huang Ziliang could understand her. Separating Yelü and Hanxuan as hostages was indeed a way to control Beirong.

"General Chu Qiu, go and release the man, and bring him to my tent."

"Okay, okay!" he said twice, clearly very angry.

But Wu Ziyan couldn't afford to coax him right now; her first priority was to ensure that Yelü Hanxuan didn't die.

"Come out, our Highness wishes to see both of you."

The two men had gloomy looks on their faces, but they still followed Chu Qiu to Wu Ziyan's room.

When Yelü Hanxuan saw Wu Ziyan lying on the bed looking extremely haggard, with bandages wrapped around his hands.

Even the previously healed wounds showed red bloodstains.

His initial resentment lessened somewhat, and his heart softened a little, but he still stubbornly refused to look at her.

"Please sit down, both of you. What are you doing standing here? Chu Qiu, get out."

"I!"

Huang Ziliang tugged at Chu Qiu's sleeve, and Chu Qiu angrily flung his hand and walked out.

As he left, he gave Wu Ziyan a meaningful glare.

Huang Ziliang simply stood respectfully at the door, as if there were only the three of them inside.

Although they were all handcuffed, they could easily strangle Wu Ziyan if they wanted to.

"How have you considered the conditions I mentioned yesterday?"

silence……

"Your Majesty Hanyong, I request to marry Prince Hanxuan. I will announce this to the world in fifteen days."

"But if you are unwilling to become a vassal state of the Wu Dynasty, then Bei Rong will truly only exist in history."

As she spoke, she coughed twice. Yelü Hanxuan raised his hand, wanting to touch her head.

She didn't dodge, but Yelü Hanyong pulled him back, thinking he was up to something.

That night, they reached an agreement.

However, they overlooked Wu Chengye in Beirong, who learned of Yelü and his companion's defeat.

A bold idea rose in her mind: why couldn't she become the queen of Beirong?

At least a large number of people were swayed by her words, and the next day, she went outside and shouted for Wu Ziyan and the others to release Yelü and his companion.

Chu Qiu was just feeling frustrated and had nowhere to vent her anger when this person delivered himself right to her doorstep, and Wu Chengye was captured again.

The next day, Yelü Hanxuan and his companion returned to China, but they had one condition.

Wu Ziyan must accompany them to the Northern Rong Royal Court to announce this treaty; no general is allowed to follow.

Chu Qiu couldn't understand it at all. They had already captured their king and destroyed their stronghold. The kingdom of Bei Rong could have ended its history, but she just wouldn't!

The most crucial point is that Yelü and his companion made such an outrageous request, and Wu Ziyan actually agreed to it before leaving.

Wu Ziyan was stopped by Chu Qiu in the room, and he wanted her to give him an explanation.

Wu Ziyan patted Chu Qiu on the shoulder: "Can you trust me?"

"It's not that I don't believe you, I just want to ask you, are you really interested in Yelü Hanxuan?"

"Do you even care about us? They're all waiting for you to come back."

"If I tell you I really like him, will you stop liking me?"

"I!"

"I will like many people in my life, but at least I am fair to everyone, don't you think?"

"I can't say it. I finally accepted them, and now you want me to accept a foreigner? I can't accept it!"

"But his presence will not change your status in the household."

"Wu Ziyan!"

"This is the first time you've been so angry and called my name, but I'm still going."

Before this, she had already sent a message to the Owls. They only said not to let the general follow, but they didn't say not to let the assassins follow.

Upon receiving this news, the owl immediately dropped her mask, stepped into the open, and transformed into Wu Ziyan's maid.

As she left the room, Wu Ziyan took Chu Qiu's hand and gently kissed him on the lips: "When I return, Bei Rong will belong to the Wu Dynasty."

Chu Qiu wanted to keep her, but he knew that once she made up her mind, he couldn't change it.

The carriages below were already waiting for her, with Yelü and his companion riding tall horses on either side.

There was a carriage in the middle, so Wu Ziyan got down and sat inside. Yuanxiao drove the horses, and the group headed towards the capital of Beirong.

Halfway there, Yelü Hanxuan kept going into the carriage, because he could hear coughing inside from time to time, and the worry in his eyes was genuine.

"Little brother, we still have a chance!"

"Your Majesty Hanyong, I advise you to put away your petty thoughts. From the moment your Beirong was defeated, Beirong ceased to be Beirong. Do you think you still have a chance if you bring me out alone?"

"Yeah, at worst we'll just kill you, that'll be enough to make them grieve for a while."

"Our Wu Dynasty will march straight in and crush your Beirong!"

"But you're in my hands now."

Since Wu Ziyan had the courage to come along, he wasn't afraid of them making any underhanded moves behind his back. He looked at Yelü Hanxuan outside and said, "Come in and keep me company."

"I do not."

"I think we can switch our roles now. You're my pet now. I can make you drink soup, but you can't eat vegetables. I can make you go south, but you can't go north. I can make you come here!"

Yelü Hanxuan felt uneasy upon hearing this. Did Wu Ziyan feel the same way when he heard these words?

But she's so tiny, it must be hard to raise her. What's the point of her raising her?

"Hurry up and come over here."

Yelü Hanxuan dismounted. He was so big that he looked a bit cramped inside the carriage. Wu Ziyan's smile seemed somewhat fake.

He still reached out and touched her face. It was soft and a little cool. Would it just melt away in his hands?