Chapter 1065: Stunned

Looking at Zisheng's inquisitive gaze, Changle introduced them to him: "This is the War Lord, son of Chiyou of the Jiuli. This is Qianxi, Chiyou's brother, a Soldier just like you. This is the commander, Yangasha, Chiyou's daughter."

Changle pulled Ayuduo to his side: "She, Ayuduo, is my woman, as well as Chiyou's daughter, and I suppose, a Princess of the Jiuli."

"Oh, hello, you all!! Ah!???"

Zisheng's eyes went round as saucers, looking in disbelief at Ayuduo, whom Changle was holding: "Changle Prince, you say she is your woman, then, this, this, how did this happen?"

Changle was very calm: "Does that even need saying? I said it, she is my woman, which is to say, a Princess. I am currently waiting for your Boat to return to Huaxia. How about it, is there space on the Boat? We all need to go over."

Zisheng nodded in a daze: "Mm-hmm, there is, there is."

"When are we departing?"

Zisheng looked at Changle: "Prince, when we depart is up to you now."

"Is there no cargo from the Xuanyuan Tribe that needs to be transported over?"

Zisheng shook his head: "There isn't. This trip we are just here purely to deliver food to the front lines; we aren't here to trade."

Changle pointed very obscurely toward the location of Liuhuangdi: "What about there? Is there a need to go take a look, or have any tasks been arranged in that regard?"

Zisheng looked in the direction of Changle's finger and immediately understood what Changle meant. Before things were settled with the Xuanyuan, Liuhuangdi was definitely something to be hidden if possible and concealed if it could be; one could not just tell others about it.

"Prince, the time for that hasn't come yet. The last supply has already been delivered; when we go again, it will be to pick people up."

Changle nodded slowly: "Oh, understood, that's fine. Since that's the case, you can move all this food off today, then move my things on. We depart tomorrow, is that okay?"

Zisheng smiled quite reluctantly: "Prince, is the time that tight? Can't the Soldiers rest here for a day? After all, this water route isn't easy to travel."

Changle considered the current situation and said: "You can, but I can only give you one day to rest and reorganize. General Zisheng, it's not that I'm in a rush, it's mainly that the Jiuli's time is quite tight. After one trip from Huaxia, they have to return to the Xuanyuan Tribe, and then they have to rush to the Jiuli. They must return to the Jiuli before Winter arrives. If the timing is off even a little, the risk for them on the way back will be much greater."

"Besides, their people are all staying at the Xuanyuan Tribe, and I am personally providing the food subsidy."

Zisheng's eyes widened as he glanced at the truly beautiful Ayuduo. How could this be? Is this woman really so formidable that she could bewitch the Prince into paying out so much, even covering the expenses for the entire Jiuli?

But since the Prince had already said so, what other choice did he have? He could only agree immediately. A day of rest is a day of rest; he would just make up the leave for the Soldiers after returning.

But then he turned his thoughts and realized something was wrong—this woman is a Princess of the Jiuli!

Zisheng turned his head in terror, struggling to think through everything happening now. It seemed right, but it also seemed wrong. A Prince being with a Princess is no problem, but why is he with a Princess of the Jiuli? How did they meet? How did they get together? It's too suspicious; there seems to be a big problem here.

So Zisheng blinked hard at Changle and cast his gaze toward Ayuduo, meaning: Prince, if you are being threatened by them, just blink to tell me.

But Changle, seeing Zisheng's expression, felt: "Zisheng, have you had a stroke? Why is your face twitching?"

Zisheng had seen people who had strokes. If it weren't for the fact that there were doctors and Baifeng around, in other tribes, they would definitely be treated as cursed and thrown away. But in Huaxia, it didn't seem much better.

Without labor power, and needing people to take care of them, and being hard to cure, they would be finished sooner or later, likely abandoned by their families to starve to death.

Young people were fine; at most, it was facial paralysis. With proper acupuncture and medicine, they could still recover. For the elderly, it was hemiplegia, so they could just wait for death.

Since Changle said he had a stroke, what else could he do? He would ignore it for now. He happened to see Chai, so he might as well go ask him what the situation was.

After greeting Changle, Zisheng immediately went to find Chai, saying it was to coordinate the cargo. In reality, as soon as the two got together, Zisheng asked very excitedly: "Chai, what is the situation with this Princess? How did she get involved with the people of the Jiuli? Tell me, could there be a problem here?"

Chai had the same concerns at first, but after hearing the Soldiers describe how the two met, he felt there shouldn't be any problem. Although it was a coincidence, it was a very normal coincidence; there was nothing suspicious about it.

From meeting to getting to know each other, everything was normal. It was just that Ayuduo happened to fit Changle's aesthetic, and they happened to be very compatible and shared common interests. Along the way, they had also chatted very harmoniously. Looking at Ayuduo's demeanor and temperament, there were no issues; she didn't look like an ordinary wild woman. The identities of the War Lord and the others could also be confirmed by people from the Xuanyuan Tribe. So, as it stands, everything is fine.

The route was chosen by Changle, and the time was chosen by Changle. The Xuanyuan Tribe did not have the ability to contact the Jiuli in such a short time to set a trap for Changle. And now it seemed that the Xuanyuan Tribe was also very unwilling to let Changle have contact with the Jiuli, because it would affect the Xuanyuan Tribe's interests.

Hearing Chai's analysis, Zisheng also felt it was reasonable and nodded in agreement. But he suddenly remembered that he had asked about their identities because he had something to say, but the amount of information was so large that he had been completely stunned and forgotten to say it.

Zisheng slapped his forehead: "Oh no, it's over. I didn't tell the Prince. How am I supposed to go over and say it now?"

Chai asked: "What is it? Is there something you need to say? Do you still need to hide it from those Jiuli people?"

Zisheng turned his head to look around, and after discovering no one was nearby, he leaned close to Chai and said in a very low voice: "The Suiren have agreed to join Huaxia. Now the entire Suiren is ours."

"What! You said the Sui... Mmph..."

Zisheng hurriedly covered Chai's mouth: "Quiet, quiet. Are you trying to let everyone hear?"

Chai was being held tightly by Zisheng, his face turning red from holding his breath, unable to catch his breath. Finally, he used all his strength to pry Zisheng's hand away, nearly being suffocated to death.