"Are all the nobles here?"

"Report, the king... only, only one person didn't come..."

“Yeah? Who?”

Nandoumi looked at the people in front of him, and his beard shook and he shouted.

Who dares to have such courage?

"The king, it's Prince Hasarmi..."

Hum... Hum?

who?

Hassami?

When he heard his subordinates' words, Nandoumi's face changed slightly.

Is it him?

"Why didn't he come?"

"Hmph, I must be faceless..."

On the side, Princess Wusun Namurong heard this and smiled coldly, "After all, the simple things that were handed over to him can be done. What kind of face does he have to live in the world?"

"you say!"

After looking at Princess Namurong, Nandoumi asked his subordinates again.

"Master, it's the prince who has a stomachache, he really can't come..."

"Is that true?"

Nandoumi was stunned when he heard this. After thinking a little, he looked at Princess Namurong meaningfully.

Could it be...

"Okay, I won't wait for him!"

Nandoumi said, "Tell me the order that all the nobles will set out with me to welcome the prince of the Huns! Everyone must be respectful and hospitality, and must not say anything disrespectful!"

"yes!"

"Set off!"

"Set off!"

With the order of Nandoumi, the nobles of the Wusun royal court set out in a mighty manner.

"Come here..."

Walking on the road, people asked someone to call the few people who were in charge of the order to his horse.

"Master, ask me?"

"I ask you, Hassami really has a stomachache?"

Nandoumi asked with a narrow eye, "Look, is it poisoned?"

"Report to the king..."

After hearing Nandoumi's words, his subordinate was stunned and shook his head and said, "The villain doesn't look like..."

"Don't look like it?"

"Yes, king, after we went in, we... smelled a bad smell, as if the prince was incontinent..."

The subordinate said, "But, the prince doesn't look like a dying person... it shouldn't be poisoned..."

"oh……"

Nandoumi listened to it and nodded slightly.

It seems that it's not like poisoning?

However, it was too time for Hassami to have a stomachache, right?

It was just at this moment...

However, if he doesn't go, that's fine.

As for his son, Nandoumi's heart is actually hard to describe.

His mother's family was no longer able to do it, but he was unwilling to accept his fate and jumped up and down. It was so difficult that he had to choose to suppress them.

And Hassami naturally became a victim.

In this game of throne, it is not just daughters and sons, but also victims in many cases.

As the leader, the wisest choice among the heirs is often the one who is most likely to make the situation stable without being mixed with unlimited personal feelings.

Of course, these are the enlightenment and experience of successful people. For those who rely on personal feelings and feelings as the main basis, many leaders and leaders have paid a bloody price.

Choosing an heir is the greatest knowledge of emperors and princes.

"It's better if he doesn't go..."

Nan Doumi said, "This kind of occasion is not very suitable for him... Let's talk about it later..."

"yes!"

"Driving!Driving!"

"queen……"

Next to Namurong, two confidants whispered, "I heard that Hassami did not follow?"

"He? Why should he follow?"

After hearing this, Namurong smiled jokingly and said distractedly, "He is just a dog who falls into the water. Can he have any other scenery?"

"This is...but, our people seem to be doing a bit strange when they see him these two days..."

"Yeah? What's wrong with him?"

When Namurong heard this, she asked immediately.

"It seems like I've been busy entering and leaving a few times... I'm still in the royal court, and I'm still going around a lot, and I don't know what I'm going to do..."

"Hmph, what other storm can he cause?"

Namrong smiled coldly and didn't care, "Just because of him, what is he going to fight with my son and fight with me?"

"What the princess said is...it seems that the little people were worried too much..."

"Let's go, tell Liejiaomi that you should perform better in front of the Hun prince later!"

Namrong said, "The Huns are our big tree. If the Hun prince can like it, it will be of great help to his successful succession of the throne!"

"yes!"

...

"Report!"

Outside the Wusun royal court, a fast horse ran quickly to a hillside.

"Big Prince, I saw it, I saw someone!"

"The Wusun people came out?"

"Yes, the great prince, the Wusun people came out of their royal court!"

"good!"

After hearing this, Sakya immediately stood up, looked around for a week, and said to everyone, "Let me listen to it. After the Wusun team has passed, we will start to set off. Everyone will remember it for me, we must find a way to persevere.

After two Great Qin hours, we can retreat in time!”

"yes!"

"By the way... Wusun people, how many people have come out?"

"I can't see clearly..."

After hearing this, my subordinates said, "It looks like there are a lot of people, but there are not so many... Maybe there are less than ten thousand..."

Less than ten thousand?

That's how many thousand people?

Sakya thought to himself, I don’t know if Feng Zheng can eat these thousands of people smoothly and in time?

Anyway, at least kill the person you should kill, that's enough!

"Okay! When our army sets off later, tell the message transmitter and ask him to fire a signal flare and notify other troops!"

"yes!"

"Go, go, go quickly!"

"Drive! Beep! Drive!"
To be continued...