1855 The Emperor's Deal

Jing Linyao slammed the door open and walked out, leaving behind Madam Jing, who was trembling from anger, as well as a blubbering Jing Minyao and an insouciant Jing Qiyao.

Jing Minyao burst into sobs and threw herself into her mother's arms. "B*tch, b*tch! Mom, look at that b*tch, she actually humiliated me like this…"

That imperious and overbearing attitude was truly too despicable!

"Minmin, don't cry." Madam Jing hugged her daughter with an aching heart and comforted, "The most important thing to do right now is to think of a way to marry into the Mo Family. When you become the crown prince consort, no matter how much your father values eldest sister, her identity will not be able to hold a candle to yours."

Jing Qiyao, who had been passing off as empty air, swept the mother and daughter duo a look of disgust. Subsequently, she chuckled, "Mother is right. Do not be too upset, Little Sister. You should quickly let the maids help you reduce the swelling or else it might really leave permanent damage."

"Right, right." Madam Jing nodded continuously. "Your Second Sister is right. Quickly get up."

After walking out from the tavern's Tianzi Room, Jing Linyao asked gravely, "How many people did that moron send?"

"That dog Third Miss was the one who gathered forces. Pundit Qiu was ordered to bring two to three hundred people with him to encircle and intercept. Our people were unable to stop them. It is our incompetence."

"Simply ludicrous!" Jing Linyao hit the second floor railing with her palm in fury.

Her maidservants hung their heads low, afraid to speak further.

"Xinlan, immediately bring people over and completely erase all traces. Make sure that no connection is made to our Pangu Tribe."

"Yes, Princess."

In the entire Pangu Tribe, Jing Linyao was the only person whom all the tribesmen yielded to and willingly referred to as Princess Jing.

In contrast, the chief's second daughter and third daughter were just outwardly attractive but worthless in reality. Normally, everybody would just call them Second Young Lady and Third Young Lady.

After returning to her room, Jing Linyao sat down on a chair and tiredly massaged her temples.

The desert was caving in at a quick rate. Just in the first half of this year, their tribe had lost many tribesmen and animals because of the sinking desert.

Many of them had plummeted with the sinking desert when they were in slumber. They could not even resist.

If this were to continue, the entire Pangu Tribe was going to be exterminated due to the Aurora Desert's vile living environment.

They could not continue in isolation. They needed to walk out from the desert to the Divine Province.

The Pangu Tribe had nearly 200 thousand tribesmen. It was naturally impossible for so many to migrate to the Divine Province Continent all at once without coming to an agreement with the emperor beforehand.

Yet the results of the agreement was that the Pangu Tribe had to hand over 20 thousand elite soldiers and that the Chief's only son would remain in the Divine Province's capital as hostage.

The emperor of the Divine Province promised to allocate the city nearest to the desert to the Pangu tribesmen for them to live in.

However, the tribute that they had to offer every year was a big headache.

The Pangu Tribe wanted to migrate, but it didn't want to perish.

According to the the emperor of the Divine Province's scheme, the Pangu tribesmen's temperaments would get worn down after several years. Afterwards, the entire tribe would become the Divine Province's vassal.

Jing Linyao pressed against her throbbing temples and sighed.

"Princess," a maidservant called solemnly.