Although the cavalry ran quickly, they could not reach the west of the town in a day or two. After camping that night, Yang Ze thought about his thoughts and tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so he simply got up and left the tent, trying to get some breath outside.

Not far from his tent is Murong Xigu's tent. This Khan is quite particular about life. Even if he left the tribe, he still brought a luxurious tent, which was also decorated with gold. Fortunately, he is a Khan with many subordinates, and if he left the tribe, he would be protected by thousands of soldiers. Otherwise, with such a tent, the robbers would come to steal him one after another.

Yang Ze looked at the stars in the sky and stood for a moment. It was too cold outside and he wanted to go back. But just as he was about to go back to the tent, he saw a person coming out of the tent opposite. The man was shirtless, wearing only a pair of shorts on his lower body, barefoot, and his steps were steady, and he walked out of the tent with great momentum. However, because he was not wearing any clothes, this momentum looked a bit out of the way.

Isn't this Murong Xigu? Why did he come out like this? What are you doing? Yang Ze was shocked. He was the dignified tribe king. He came out to wander around in the middle of the night. This... It's not a big deal when the weather is warm, but now it's winter. Not to mention not wearing clothes, even if he wears clothes, he has to be frozen!

Yang Ze was about to say hello to Murong Xigu when he saw the famous Khan King of the grassland, walking along the tent, standing facing the tent, then brushing the floor, pulling down his shorts, peeing in front of the tent, then pulling up his shorts, then pulling up his shorts, and then returning to the tent majestic and imposingly!

Yang Ze opened his mouth in surprise. What was the song? Even if King Murong Khan came out to urinate in the middle of the night, there was no need to do this. Moreover, he stood not far from him. He should see himself. Why didn’t hello? Is it embarrassing? What’s wrong with this? If you are really embarrassed, it would be convenient to take a chamber pot in the tent. Or just wear more and then come out. Isn’t that good!

"I'm not afraid of catching a cold!" Yang Ze said, turned around and entered his tent, but after experiencing the scene just now, he couldn't sleep anymore. After lying for about an hour, he actually felt that he was about to get up at night. He also had to leave the tent and was convenient.

It was too cold outside and couldn't get up, but it was uncomfortable to hold it in. Yang Ze sighed, got up with difficulty, put on his clothes. After it was convenient to leave the tent, he felt much more relaxed. He yawned and planned to return the bill and continue to sleep, but before he went back, he couldn't help but look at Murong Xigu's tent again.

But after all, he saw this, he actually saw the content!

Just as he saw the curtain lifting in the small golden tent, Murong Xigu walked out again, still bare-legged, still majestic, and walked along the tent for a half-way circle, and went to the back of the tent, pulled down his shorts, urinated, and urinated, which was exactly the same as the previous one!

Yang Ze was stunned. Is there anything wrong? What is this? Why did this Khan King get up again? Didn’t he get up once just now? He couldn’t bear it anymore and said, “Murong Khan, that… that’s a coincidence, it’s convenient for you to come out too!” He didn’t know how to say hello.

But Murong Xigu ignored him. After pulling up his shorts, he returned to the tent majestic. Because he was barefoot, every step he stepped on the snow would make a squeaking sound. It was quiet late at night. Listening to this sound and looking at this scene, it was a bit creepy!

In Yang Ze's eyes, Murong Xigu picked up the curtain and entered the tent. He ignored him from beginning to end, let alone said hello.

Yang Ze stood in the snow, a little confused, but he thought for a while and thought to himself, "It's not sleepwalking, is this Khan's problem with sleepwalking?"

He looked around, but found that there were no soldiers standing guard nearby. According to common sense, there were guards near the tent where King Khan lived, but there was no place here. He had not noticed this before. Now when he looked for the guards, he found that no one was defending King Khan. He himself did not send troops to stand guard. He thought that the people of the Murong tribe were responsible for the matter of standing guard, so he didn't take it seriously. As a result, it was a radius of thirty feet around, and he was the only one standing!

After a while of being stunned, Yang Ze shook his head. It seemed that Murong Xigu really had sleepwalking, and this symptom was a bit embarrassing, so people from his tribe dared not stand guard here to avoid seeing what they shouldn't have seen. So he should not ask someone for questions first, let's talk about it tomorrow!

After returning to the tent, Yang Ze couldn't sleep even more. He pricked his ears and listened. About an hour later, the squeaking sound of snow stomping outside again. He rumbling up, picked up the curtain and looked out. As expected, Murong Xigu looked like that again, so it was convenient for him to come out!

It seems that he is really sleepwalking. Yang Ze sighed and felt very impressed by Murong Xigu. He is so old that he got up three times in one night. Every time he can make a lot of money, how much water does he have to drink!

He expressed deep admiration for Murong Xigu, and Yang Ze returned to the tent, but after sleeping for a while, it was dawn. The grassland herders all had the habit of getting up early, and there was no need for the chicken to crow three times. As soon as the fish belly was exposed in the east, the cavalry all got up.

The people outside shouted that the horse was neighing. Yang Ze wanted to sleep a little longer, so he had to get up, call Jin Mugen, and wait for him to wash up. After he got out of the tent, he saw Murong Xigu standing outside. The old Khan was energetic and could not tell at all. His face was full of "I slept well last night."

Yang Ze had a question in his heart, but he was embarrassed to ask Murong Xigu in person. Everything was as usual. The brigade set off again. The day passed quickly. When he entered the tent at night, Yang Ze went to Murong Xi's tent, saying that he was idle and had nothing to do, so he would chat with you!

As the heir of the tribe, Murong Xi could naturally follow his father Khan. He was still full of hope for this trip. If he could really get a relationship with Zhenxi and then have a relationship with Dafang. And with his strength in it, it would be of great help to his successor to the Khan position. As for Yang Ze who had arrested him, he didn't take it seriously and did not suffer any punishment. At most, he felt a little wronged. Compared with the Khan position, it was really not a serious matter.

Seeing Yang Ze visiting, Murong Xi was overjoyed. Could it be that County Magistrate Yang had something to talk to him in private? This is a great thing!

In Murong Xi's tent, Yang Ze and Murong Xi first looked forward to the future, expressed their affirmation of the cooperation between Zhenxi and Murong Ministry, and praised everyone's spirit of sincere cooperation. They spoke a lot of principles and useless nonsense, and they both felt that they were wasting time. Only then did Yang Ze start to talk about the topic.

Yang Ze asked, "Big Prince. Last night, I got up at night, so I urinated at night and came out to pee. But I found that there were no guards outside the tent, so I had nothing to do. It doesn't matter whether there is anyone to protect it, but your father Khan is old and needs someone to protect him. At least he has something to do at night, and someone has to come in to serve him if he screams. Do you think it's better to send extra staff tonight. Just stand guard outside your father Khan's tent!"

He originally wanted to ask Boerchi about this, but he felt that Boerchi had too many hearts and was afraid that he could not tell the truth, so he might as well ask Murong Xi. It is natural for his son to care about me. As long as he guides himself, he can ask the truth.

Murong Xi's face turned dark. Although Yang Ze said urinating or something and his words were rude, he didn't care and didn't think it was rude. In fact, if he spoke too well, he would not understand. Moreover, he was not a fool and very clever. After he hesitating, he said, "I think I felt very strange when Lord Yang left the bill last night, and I saw my father's Khan, so I asked about this."

Yang Ze nodded and said, "Yes, I even greeted the old Khan King, but he ignored me. I didn't want to ask him, so I can only ask you, does he have night travel disease? That is, when he goes to bed at night, he will do something unconsciously, and he doesn't remember it all when he wakes up?"

Murong Xi was silent for a while, and it seemed that she was considering whether to tell Yang Ze about this matter. After all, this involved the privacy of the Lord of the Movie, and Yang Ze was an outsider, so it was hard to tell him clearly.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yang Ze said, "I know some medical skills, and I am generous with countless famous doctors. If the old Khan is really sick, even if I can't cure it, I'll ask more famous doctors to show him. I guess it will be cured. He is so old that it's not easy for him to suffer this crime again."

After all, he was a son. Hearing that he could cure his father's illness, Murong Xi gritted his teeth and told him the matter.

It turned out that Murong Xigu was in good health before and never got sick, but this summer he had a cold, that is, he had a cold. He never got sick, but once he started to get sick, it would be very serious. If an ordinary person had a lot of colds, then take some medicine, sweat, and reduce the fever, and the disease would be cured, but Murong Xigu was not like this.

The person who treated Murong Xigu at that time was Boerchi. The old wizard, Boerchi, used Tuluhun's earth to cure his illness, but it could not be cured. The people in the tribe were panicked and had to send someone to Qiuzhou to find a doctor to come to the grassland to treat Murong Xigu.

The doctor invited me and took medicine, but Murong Xigu's disease still did not improve. Not only did he hate chills and fever, but he also had a headache. He still couldn't sweat after taking the medicine. This made everyone in the tribe very anxious and scared the doctor. He regretted greedy for a lot of medical expenses to come to the grassland. If the Khan King's disease cannot be cured, wouldn't he beheaded and there was no place to complain about his injustice?

The most anxious thing at that time was Murong Xi. If his father Khan died of illness and did not leave his last words, he might not be able to inherit the throne of Khan. His younger brothers were not easy to mess with. Maybe they would have to fight in the internal struggle, and he might not be able to win the final victory.

But what was surprising was that Murong Xigu's disease was cured by himself, and the reason for this was very simple. It was convenient to go out in the middle of the night and then it was cured. From then on, Murong Xigu developed a problem, and it was convenient to go out in the middle of the night.

After listening to Murong Xi’s description, Yang Zeqi said: “It’s not sleepwalking? Then why did I call you father Khan, but he ignored me?”

Murong Xi blinked her eyes and shook her head and said, "I don't know this, but my father Khan ordered that when he went to bed at night, the guards were not allowed to stand guard outside the tent, so...ah, I really don't know."
Chapter completed!