After entering the city, Wang Cuiqiao and his servant were arranged to live in a small courtyard. The environment was quite elegant and comfortable. Zaisanhasmu also sent several maids to serve. This treatment was not so much a prisoner, but rather a guest of honor. Although he could not enter and exit freely, it was much better than starving in the city of Gutian.

After eating and drinking, the maid Qiu Yan touched her belly and said happily: "I used to hate eating mutton, but now I just feel that the more I eat, the more I eat, it's great to be full, hehe!"

Wang Cuiqiao was a very self-disciplined person. In order to maintain the best condition of his throat, he rarely ate greasy and spicy food, but he couldn't help but eat half of the roasted lamb leg during this meal. There was no way. He was really hungry during this period and had a strong appetite when he saw the meat.

After the master and servant had lunch, a maid brought clean water and cleaned her hands, served tea and was very thoughtful. So Wang Cuiqiao simply ordered someone to take a hot water and take a shower, and then changed into a clean set of clothes. She looked radiant and bright and charming.

"Hehe, Miss guessed it well. It turns out that the Ming army has really come. No wonder the old fox Hasmu treats us so favorably. I just don't know who the head coach of the Ming army is this time. Miss, do you think he is really the master?" Qiu Yan said happily while setting the room lightly.

Wang Cuiqiao was sitting behind the desk and sorting out her manuscripts with picturesque eyebrows and smiles on her lips. She could tell that she was in a good mood. It turned out that these manuscripts were the results of her traveling around the country for several years to collect folk songs. When she fled from Shache in a hurry, she didn't have time to bring them with her, but she felt very distressed. Now Hasmu actually sent someone to send her back in full. It was a big surprise. No wonder this woman was so happy.

When he heard Qiu Yan mention the commander of the Ming army, Wang Cuiqiao raised his head with a shimmering look and said with a certainty: "Who else has the ability to force the old fox Hasmu like this!"

Qiu Yan suddenly laughed and said, "I remember that the lady made an appointment with the master to go out for three years, but now it has been more than four years. The master and the heroes have to come to save the beauty with the army. If he sees the master, the master will get angry, Miss, your butt will be hurt."

Wang Cuiqiao's pretty face flushed immediately, and he spat lightly: "Little hoof, the dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory."

Qiu Yan smiled and said, "The master's unique family style lady has tasted it."

"Little Diuzi, you're going to die!" Wang Cuiqiao raised a manuscript and was about to throw it over. In the end, he was reluctant to let it go and put it down in disappointment.

Qiu Yan stuck out her tongue and said, "Okay, I won't tease the lady anymore. Oh, Rashid Taiji is actually not bad. Unfortunately, I don't listen to Lord Huang and Miss's advice. If he persists for a while, he might not end up so miserably."

Wang Cuiqiao sighed lightly: "This is probably fate. Hasmuchu has deliberately killed Sa Yide and his son, and he will probably be the throne soon."

Qiu Yan said worriedly: "Miss, if Hasmu threatens the master with the lady, will the master agree to give in?"

Wang Cuiqiao was silent when she heard this. Although she was very sure that the man loved her and tolerated her, she could even agree to the "unreasonable" request that she had been away for three years. However, now it is related to military and national affairs and the interests of the Ming Dynasty. As a minister, will Xu Jin, as the commander of the three armies, still compromise for a woman?

At this moment, even the most beautiful and charming king is no longer confident, it is just a heart-warming heart.

"My king, Prince Babur is asking for a meeting outside." At this time, a maid entered the room to report.

Qiu Yan frowned and said, "I knew this annoying guy would come, it would be better if I didn't see you."

Speaking of which, Prince Babur was used as a flower protector for Wang Cuiqiao. Although he was entangled, he was polite and even spared his life to protect Wang Cuiqiao. Therefore, Qiu Yan has always had a good impression of this handsome Persian prince. However, since the counter-chasing of Brenshan Pass, Wang Cuiqiao and his servant began to realize that Babur was actually a scheming person. Especially after learning that Babur and Hasmu colluded, Qiu Yan began to hate Babur.

Wang Cuiqiao hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to meet him, so he stood up and walked out of the house and came to the living room.

Babur was waiting in the living room at this moment. When he saw Wang Cuiqiao walking out gracefully, his eyes suddenly lit up. He stood up excitedly and said with a look of tact. "Babur has seen Miss Cuiqiao."

Wang Cuiqiao bowed her blessedly and said, "I have met Your Highness the Prince."

Wang Cuiqiao had just had a new bath at this moment, but saw bright eyes, white teeth, black hair, jade bones and ice skin, like a beauty coming out of the painting, and his voice was as gentle as the sound of nature. Babul couldn't help but feel warm in his heart and leaned forward and said, "It took nearly a year since we parted that day. Babul was always thinking about you, Wang, everyone, as I recited in that poem: I will never regret it when my belt gets wider, and I will become haggard for her."

Wang Cuiqiao frowned, took a small step back, and said indifferently: "Prince Babur, please respect yourself. Cuiqiao is already a married woman and should not be loved by the prince so much."

Babur's face froze and said embarrassedly: "Miss Cuiqiao has lost weight. She must have suffered a lot during this period. I feel distressed even if I see it."

Wang Cuiqiao's pretty face immediately became cold: "If Your Highness is so frivolous, the little woman has to order someone to invite you out."

Babur couldn't help but feel ashamed, but he met again after a long time, and was reluctant to leave. He just wanted to say a few more words to the beauty and look at her beautiful face. So he even said, "I'm sorry, I'm down, Meng Lang, please forgive me." After that, he took a few steps back and sat down, and it seemed that he didn't plan to leave easily.

Seeing this, Wang Cuiqiao regretted coming out to meet, so he had to sit down on the chair opposite and asked absent-mindedly: "I wonder what the prince is here?"

Babur smiled and said, "It's nothing important, I'm just worried about whether everyone is safe."

Wang Cuiqiao felt helpless and said calmly: "If you have any trouble with your prince, you are pretty good."

The two of them talked for a few words without any topics. The atmosphere was once cold. Babur's eyes turned and he looked for the topic: "Does Miss Cuiqiao know why Hasmu treat you so favorably?"

"Oh, why is this?" Wang Cuiqiao asked casually.

"Because the Ming Dynasty's Beijing King Xu Jin had led a 100,000 army to destroy Turpan, and is now using large-scale troops against Yarkand, Hasmu wanted to keep Miss Cuiqiao and the Yellow Envoy as bargaining chips." In order to talk to Wang Cuiqiao for a little longer, Babur actually agreed to his preferences and led the topic to Xu Jin.

Sure enough, as soon as this said, Wang Cuiqiao's body trembled obviously, and even his eyes lit up. The maid Qiu Yan next to him was so surprised that she blurted out: "Oh my God, it's really the master who has led his troops in person!"
Chapter completed!