Chapter 5 — I Am the Scourge of the Emperor

At the same time, at the distant border, Tieu Hoan An's face did not change, listening to the secret guard's report:

"Miss Jiang organized a dance tournament in Bac Dich, Khan won the championship."

After speaking, he also brought along a small painting - Hoa Kha Khan wearing goat horns, dancing to Duong Ca, holding high the horizontal painting "Excellent Death". In the painting, Kha Khan and I stand very close to each other, at first glance we are extremely close. Tieu Hoan An gritted his teeth and crushed the tea cup: "Lead the horse." The dark guard cautiously asked: "Your Majesty wants to conquer Bac Dich as soon as possible?" He gritted his teeth: "No... it's to arrest people."

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An hour later, I was surrounded by a group of Northern Dich nobles, begging to re-enact the magical dance of Trung Nguyen.

"Your Majesty! Dance once!"

"That's right, that's right! Especially that 'Stay' move!"

I was in a dilemma, so I tried to shake it a few times as a courtesy. Suddenly — the royal family's main door was kicked open with a "bang". The cold wind whipped the snowflakes in. A tall figure stood tall at the door, black robes fluttering in the wind. The entire palace was as silent as a sheet of paper. I stiffened in place, looking at that familiar face, smiling awkwardly: "Your Majesty... are you here?" Tieu Hoan An's eyes were dark, he slowly opened his mouth: "Come take her... home." The North Dich snowy wind whistled through the hall, carrying ice into his collar. Tieu Hoan An stood in the middle of the main hall, behind him was a team of dark Central Plains armored cavalry. The iron armor was cold, the long knife was three inches out of its sheath, and the murderous aura was intense. The khan was drunk, his arm still around my shoulder, he belched the wine and said:

"Cough... brother from Central Plains, do you want to have a drink together?"

I clearly saw Tieu Hoan An's pupils shrink, his gaze quietly lowered and stopped right at Kha Khan's hand on my shoulder.

“Crack.” His knuckles made a sound.

“Crack.” The sword on the side also echoed with a ringing sound.

“Release people.” Tieu Hoan An's voice was cold.

Kha Khan narrowed his eyes, half drunk: "What does the Regent mean? The princess has come to Bac Dich, now she is a member of the country." The corner of Tieu Hoan An's lips slightly curled into a cold smile: "This king... changed his mind." I timidly raised my hand: "This... shouldn't you ask my opinion first?" Two eyes swept towards me at the same time. Tieu Hoan An: “Shut up.” Khan: "Don't be afraid, princess! I'm here!" Me: “…” Looks like… no one let me speak up. The negotiations quickly collapsed. Khan banged on the table angrily: "You want someone? Unless you exchange it for the royal chef of your Central Plains!" Tieu Hoan An smiled coldly: "You're dreaming." Khan was angry: "The royal concubine grilled meat... from top to bottom Bac Dich was very satisfied!" Tieu Hoan An: "..." He slowly turned his head, squinted his eyes and stared at me: "You grilled meat for them to eat?" I laughed dryly: "Ah... that's cultural exchange..." With just that one sentence, Tieu Hoan An's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. The war... broke out in the blink of an eye. The two armies faced off in battle, the war clanging loudly. I stood in the middle of the battlefield, holding a basket of fragrant grilled goat meat in my hand, silently thinking. If this battle really starts, who will be blamed first? Suddenly a light flashed in my head, I held up the meat skewer and shouted loudly: "Wait! Or... can we eat first?" The whole school suddenly fell into silence. The Bac Dich soldier's stomach made a "gurgling" sound. Trung Nguyen's stomach growled "gurgling" twice. Tieu Hoan An: “……” So, the battlefield that should have been bloody turned into an open-air barbecue festival. Northern Dich soldiers and Trung Nguyen armored cavalry sat in rows, eating grilled meat, and... in great harmony.

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While the crowd was worried about biting meat, Tieu Hoan An suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled me into an empty corner.

"Your Majesty! Be gentle! Your arm is about to break!" I struggled.

He suddenly pressed me close to the tent pole, his eyes were deep and cold: "Giang Duong Duong, my king sees you living happily." I smiled wryly: "It's okay... Bac Dich... the food is not bad." He snorted coldly: "Teaching Kha Khan to eat spicy food? Taming a war wolf into a puppy? Teaching the Third Prince to dance?" Hearing this, I was startled and shocked: "We have secret guards on our side?! Are these things also reported?!" Tieu Hoan An squeezed my chin, his voice low: "Do you know how this king has been living for the past half year?" I blinked: "Yeuet reciting the chapter?" He gritted his teeth: "The royal court exploded five times, the Queen Mother broke eighteen tea sets, and the Minister of Rites wrote thirty letters of resignation." I muttered: "This matter... probably has nothing to do with me..." Suddenly, he bowed his head, leaned close to my ear, each word was clear: "Giang Duong Duong, follow this king... back to the palace." Before I could respond, the third prince Thiet Tru's voice suddenly rang out outside the tent:

"Your Majesty! If you are kidnapped, just shout!"

The blue vein on Tieu Hoan An's forehead twitched. I coughed softly and was about to open my mouth, but he picked me up and carried me on his shoulders, striding towards the horse.

"Your Majesty! Let me down! Don't be so arrogant!"

"Back to the palace... will deal with her later." He firmly turned around and mounted the horse, holding me tightly in his arms.