Young Master He pointed to his carriage with his chin, "That's where it is."

Shangguan Ruoli raised his eyes and saw Dalima wearing Mr. He's black fur cloak, his dog-skin hat and a large scarf, only revealing a pair of bright eyes.

When he looked at Young Master He, the brilliance in his eyes... was so scorching.

Shangguan Ruoli blinked his eyes, feeling that he had missed something good.

Looking at Mr. He again, his face was calm and calm, and he obviously didn't care about Dalima.

Shangguan Ruoli asked: "Dalima wants to return to her tribe?"

Young Master He shrugged helplessly, "She wants to follow us around."

"Nani?" Shangguan Ruoli's eyes widened, "You won't agree, will you?"

Is this stained?

Her father is the great khan of the Raihatud tribe, equivalent to a vassal king. He wants to kidnap someone else's daughter. Isn't this asking for trouble?

He Dashao laughed and said: "Am I that stupid? Hold her down first, and then someone will send a message to the Raihatud tribe and ask them to send someone to pick her up."

It was unrealistic to send someone to send her to her ancestral tribe who was nomadic to who knows where, but it was also not good to let her go away in the ice and snow as a girl. It was better to fool her first and send her to her father. They would have done their best to be kind and righteous.

Shangguan Ruoli wanted to ask what she would do if her father forced her to marry someone she didn't like.

But he swallowed his words again, as long as he didn't die, it would be fine. They were not saviors and wanted to make things perfect.

So, a group of people got on the sleigh.

Mo Wen took out a compass, looked at it, and pointed in a direction, "Over there!"

"Drive!" The voices of the horses were shouted one after another, and everyone set off.

The snow was too thick, and the horse's legs were deeply stuck in the snow. It was very difficult to walk, and he didn't go far in a day.

Fortunately, the snow was very bright, and everyone had enough rest after staying in the snow cave for a few days, so they traveled all night.

When the sky was slightly bright, I encountered a bush. Only a little crown of the tree crown was exposed after being buried by the heavy snow, which looked like a bush.

After hearing Mo Xiang's report, Dongming Ziyu said: "Stop and take a rest. The horses need to rest."

If there are branches, you can make a fire. Everyone needs to drink some hot water to warm them up.

So everyone found a place where the snow was relatively thin, cleared a place, took shrub branches and built a fire, set up a stove, and boiled water to cook porridge.

Young Master He came over with Dalima. Dalima looked like a shy little girl. She looked up at Young Master He with eyes filled with admiration and obsession.

Shangguan Ruoli leaned close to Dongming Ziyu's ear and gossiped: "It seems that Mr. He is fascinated by this little beauty. I'm afraid it will take some effort to get rid of this burden."

Dongming Ziyu also raised his eyes and asked, "What do you think about letting Mr. He marry this woman?"

Shangguan Ruoli saw the calculation in his eyes and twitched his lips, "Isn't this... bad? If you don't play well, you will get the He family involved. The Raihatud tribe can become powerful, so it is not easy to mess with.

Yes, maybe I won’t be able to take advantage, and I’ll even suck the He family’s blood dry.”

Dongming Ziyu curled his lips coldly, "He Qiang is a businessman, what will he do if he suffers a loss? Besides, aren't we still behind?"

Dalima felt a "swish" chill on her back and touched her neck. The scarf was very tight. Why did she feel the cold wind?

Shangguan Ruoli showed an aunty smile and waved to Dalima, "Dalima Gege, come and warm up by the fire."

Dalima felt that Shangguan Ruoli's smile was a little bit captivating, and she felt a little like she was being betrayed. She closed the hood of her cloak and trudged over through the thick snow.

He Dashao, who was walking next to her, walked a little more easily than she did and didn't mean to help her.

It can be seen that Mr. He is either not enlightened or has no interest in Dalima.

One is in love and the other is unintentional. Planning someone's marriage is a bit... premature, ahem.

Dalima sat on a blanket, looked at Shangguan Ruoli with a smile and asked: "I want to know how you can identify the direction in the snow? You know, everything in your eyes is white. I grew up on the grassland.

No one can figure out the direction."

Young Master He sat by the fire and stretched out his hands to warm himself, translated her words, and then said: "I don't know whether I should tell her, so I just say I don't know."

Shangguan Ruoli said with a smile: "There is nothing to hide. It is a compass. Its principle is equivalent to a compass, and it is specially used to indicate the direction."

After Mr. He translated, Dalima blinked like a cute little puppy asking for food, "Can you sell me one? This will save us a lot of walking when we migrate."

Shangguan Ruoli raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you rich?"

When I rescued her, all her clothes were taken off, but I didn't see any money or banknotes on her body.

After listening to Young Master He's report, Dalima's pretty face turned red, a hint of gloom flashed in her clear eyes, and she said: "All my money is with my entourage. We are separated. They are probably buried under the snow. All of them are buried under the snow.

It was me who was too willful and cost them their lives."

A flash of pity flashed in Young Master He's eyes, and he explained for her: "Her money is with her entourage, and she is blaming herself."

Shangguan Ruoli blinked his eyes ambiguously and said with a smile: "She is still a kind girl."

Young Master He thought her expression was...weird, and he blinked blankly, "Why are you so weird?"

Shangguan Ruoli: "..."

Turns out he is a stupid boy! He deserves it for being almost 20 years old and still hasn’t found a wife.

Dalima didn't know what they were talking about, and thought that Shangguan Ruoli thought she had no money and refused to sell her the compass, so she hurriedly said: "You guys follow me back to the Raihatud tribe, I asked my father to ask for it, and asked my father to thank you for giving me the compass."

My saving grace.”

Young Master He looked delighted, "Have you decided to return to the Raihatud tribe?"

It would be great if she figured it out, so he wouldn't have to be a villain.

Dalima nodded solemnly, "I have to go back. This sudden snowstorm will definitely cause serious losses to the tribe. Father Khan must be very anxious. I can't bear to let Father Khan worry about me when he has worked so hard for the tribe."

"She is still a filial girl." Shangguan Ruoli added.

A cold wind blew across my body, and the translator, Mr. He, shivered.

Dalima asked: "I wonder if you can come to my Raihatud tribe as a guest?"

Dongming Ziyu said calmly: "Let's make sure we can find your tribe first."

He spoke in Xirong, which was a bit stiff, but Dalima heard it clearly and her face immediately turned pale.

They lived in a yurt, and it was definitely possible that such a heavy snowstorm would sweep away the yurt and bury it.

Shangguan Ruoli gave Dongming Ziyu an angry look and said: "What are you telling the truth? Don't scare Dalima Gege. Maybe it will be fine. She has lived here all her life and should be able to deal with such emergencies.

Natural selection means that those who survive are wise."

Young Master He looked at Dalima like a frightened deer, and felt compassion for her, so he translated Shangguan Ruoli's words to her.

After hearing this, Dalima's expression softened a lot, but there was still worry in her eyes, and she looked at Young Master He pleadingly, "If that's the case, can you help me find Father Khan and the others?"
Chapter completed!