Chapter 1211 King’s Tent

"Your Highness, a group of people is coming towards us!"

As soon as we arrived near Wolf God Mountain, news came from the scouts ahead.

"Approximately how many people?"

Yunzheng asked.

"About a thousand people!"

The scout replied: "There is also a large tent pulled by many horses. It should be the king's tent of Beihuan!"

"The king's tent?"

Miaoyin exclaimed, and looked at Yun Zheng in astonishment: "Is Jiayao going to welcome you with the ceremony of the Great Chanyu of Beihuan?"

As they hurried along, they passed by many tribes of Beihuan.

Jia Yao must have received the news that Yun Zheng was coming to the grassland.

It is not surprising that Jia Yao sent people to welcome Yun Zheng.

But it was somewhat unexpected that the king's tent was brought here directly.

"Let me take a look!"

Yun Zheng was also a little surprised, and immediately rode his horse towards a small hill not far away.

Miaoyin winked at Shen Kuan and immediately followed.

"Everyone on alert!"

Shen Kuan immediately gave the order.

Although Yun Zheng and Jia Yao seem to be inseparable now, they cannot let their guard down until the situation becomes clear.

Soon, Yun Zheng rode his horse to the top of a small hill, took out his clairvoyance and looked into the distance.

Through his clairvoyance, Yun Zheng could clearly see the huge dome tent.

It was a large golden tent with two flags fluttering in the wind.

Just a quick glance showed that there were dozens of horses pulling the large tent.

It’s a good thing that we are on a relatively flat and open grassland.

If we were inside the Great Wall, no matter how wide the official road was, it wouldn't be able to accommodate this big tent, right?

"It really seems to be the king's tent!"

Yun Zheng put down his hand and handed the Clairvoyance to Miaoyin.

Apart from the king's tent, he didn't know if there was any other large tent in Beihuan that had such specifications.

"It must be the king's tent! Who else on the grassland would dare to use the golden tent except the king's tent?"

Miaoyin looked back at Yun Zheng and said mischievously, "It seems that Jiayao is going to welcome her husband with the highest standard of etiquette!"

"Cough cough..."

Facing Miaoyin's gaze, Yun Zheng couldn't help but blush, and then he hugged Miaoyin's waist, "My beloved concubine, are you jealous?"

Miaoyin snorted: "If I were jealous of you, I would have killed myself with jealousy!"

Yun Zheng laughed and kissed Miaoyin lightly on the face, "Let's go, they will be here soon, let's go down!"

When the two men came to the foot of the hill, the team in the distance had appeared in their sight.

As a person standing outside the big tent raised his head, the team gradually stopped a hundred feet away from them.

It was not until this moment that they discovered that there was a snow-white wolf lying outside the king's tent.

When the golden tent came to a complete stop, the white wolf slowly stood up, shaking its hair.

This white wolf is much larger than ordinary wolves.

Even though the white wolf has been tamed, its snow-white figure still looks majestic against the backdrop of the golden tent.

The next moment, the cavalry escorting the big tent dismounted one after another.

Then, a group of maids walked out from behind the big tent, holding something in their hands, and walked towards them in small steps.

Soon, a group of maids stopped about ten feet away from them and knelt on the ground.

"Your Majesty, please change your clothes!"

The leading maid shouted, holding a set of gorgeous Beihuan costumes in her hands.

Changing clothes?

Yunzheng was speechless.

What is Jiayao doing?

Do you need to change your clothes yourself?

Seeing that Yun Zheng didn't seem to respond, the leading maid shouted again: "Your Highness, please change your clothes!"

"Get up!"

Yun Zheng came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Then change clothes!"

As he spoke, Yun Zheng motioned to Miaoyin to help him take off his armor.

You can just change your outer clothes, there is no need to change if you don't have any underwear.

However, as soon as Yun Zheng opened her arms, several maids stood up and quickly pulled open the silk cloth in their hands, surrounding her and Miaoyin.

Yun Zheng was stunned for a moment before he realized that they wanted him to change clothes behind the curtain.

All the bells and whistles!

Makes me feel like a bumpkin.

Yun Zheng complained silently and stepped into the curtain.

The maid came in holding the clothes and bowed, saying, "I will change the clothes for the prince."

"Put it down, I'll do it." Miaoyin ordered.

The maid hesitated for a moment, slowly put down her clothes, and stepped out from behind the curtain.

Miaoyin took off Yun Zheng's armor and joked, "Why do I feel like Jiayao wants to marry you? Is he going to let you marry into Beihuan?"

"Forehead……"

Yun Zheng laughed in silence, "Don't mention it, it seems to be true!"

As he spoke, Yun Zheng asked the maid outside, "Is Princess Jiayao here?"

"Your Majesty, the princess is waiting for you in the royal tent."

A maid's voice came from outside.

Is Jia Yao in the king’s tent?

Yun Zheng was slightly stunned, then whispered to Miaoyin: "This... seems to be the process of picking up the bride?"

"What do you mean by 'seemingly'? This is absolutely the case!" Miaoyin laughed sweetly, "She is clearly sitting in the royal tent to marry you!"

"..."

Yun Zheng's face twitched slightly.

It seems that what Miaoyin said is true!

So, if I marry Jiayao once, she will also marry me once?

That's it!

It's just a formality anyway, let her do what she wants!

Soon, Miaoyin changed Yun Zheng into Beihuan's clothes.

This suit fits Yun Zheng very well, and it is obvious that it was specially made by Jia Yao for Yun Zheng.

When they walked out from behind the curtain, they found that a long carpet had been laid outside.

There were even some shriveled flower petals scattered on the carpet.

The carpet extended from their side to the bottom of the king's tent.

Miaoyin couldn't help but look towards the king's tent not far away.

She didn't know what Jia Yao was feeling at the moment.

But she knew that Jiayao must be just like her and loved the man in front of her very much.

Among the five sisters, no one should understand Jiayao's difficulties better than her.

Because they all have hatred and love in their hearts.

And Jia Yao's hatred is far greater than hers.

But she was confident that her love was no less than Jiayao’s.

Yun Zheng looked at the long passage in front of him and asked the maid, "What should we do next?"

"Please mount your horse, Your Majesty!"

As the maid spoke, she slowly knelt down beside Yun Zheng's warhorse, supporting herself on the ground with her hands.

Yun Zheng understood that the maid was going to step on her back to mount the horse, so he immediately shook his head and said, "Get up! I am not that weak."

"Please mount your horse, Your Majesty!"

The maid didn't get up, but spoke again.

Yun Zheng had no choice but to step over the maid's back, step on the stirrup and climb onto the horse.

As Yun Zheng got on the horse, another maid immediately stepped forward and held the reins for Yun Zheng.

"beep……"

At the same time, the Beihuan soldiers next to the king's tent blew a low horn.

The maid held the reins and led Yun Zheng slowly across the carpet.

As Yun Zheng moved forward, a group of guards immediately followed slowly.

When Yun Zheng walked to the middle of the carpet, the curtain of the king's tent was drawn open.

The next moment, Jia Yao, dressed in gorgeous attire, slowly walked out of the king's tent...