The First Tyrant of Daxia

Chapter 1210: Madam Min in a foreign land!

Get out of the house.

Zhibai rushed up immediately. His former detachment from the world was gone, and his red eyes were filled with tired urgency.

"Sire, sire, how is she?"

Qin Yun sighed in his heart and smiled bitterly: "Don't worry, he is a good person. His life is no longer in danger. He can even scold me now."

Zhibai first breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately knelt down and said in fear: "Your Majesty, Jingyi is seriously injured and emotionally unstable. I beg Your Majesty to be lenient for my sake."

Qin Yun helped him up: "Nothing."

His eyes suddenly flashed and he looked to the left. Li Youwei was standing there, with her head down and in silence.

But Qin Yun clearly felt that someone was looking at him. After hesitating for a while, he walked over and said, "Youwei, I want to talk to you."

"Your Majesty, no need."

After saying that, she turned and left. Her thin back made people feel distressed, but she was also very resolute. She did not give any chance to explain. She was completely different from the pure and kind little nun who made people want to hold her in their mouths. She dived into Jingyi's room.

Qin Yun was directly rejected, and everyone in the yard lowered their heads quickly.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly, but he wasn't angry. He sighed in his heart, "Never mind, I just want to have a clear conscience. If things really go against my wishes in the end, I just hope that everyone will be well."

I cannot always devote myself to romantic relationships; the development of the North and Daxia is the main theme.

He left and asked people to strengthen the defense here. He could not accept leaving without saying goodbye.

But after he left, Jingyi had someone pass a message to Zhibai: "Don't die at the door."

The words were harsh and they were just a rumor.

But this was the first sentence Jingyi had said to Zhibai in such a long time. It seemed awkward, but in fact there was some progress.

Zhibai left happily like a child and swears that he would never die at the door. If he had to die, he would wait until Jingyi fully recovered.

……

It was snowing heavily in the dead of winter. As soon as midnight passed, the nine gates of the imperial palace rang out heavy bells in unison, and the sound could be clearly heard throughout the imperial capital.

The people who had no curfew gave deafening cheers!

The Lantern Festival is here!

The entire imperial city is flooded with red lanterns, as if ready to move. At dawn, it will surely be crowded and bustling!

Poetry readings, word guessing games, and snowball fights will be staged one by one.

……

Thousands of miles away from the imperial capital, in the far north, there is a place called "Shangyin Valley". It belongs to the Huns, but it is not entirely the Huns' territory. Moreover, the owner of this place is very extraordinary!

The broken snow fluttered and piled up on the ground, making it all white.

In the fur tent, the woman's screams pierced the sky, sharp and piercing, as if more than a dozen ribs were broken at once, the pain was inhuman.

There were also some anxious voices of midwives shouting constantly. It turned out that they were helping women give birth.

"what!!"

"Leave me alone, keep my child safe!" the woman screamed, extremely determined. It turns out that all mothers are great.

Outside the tent, there were countless torches, and one could see with the naked eye many soldiers in rattan armor standing guard a hundred meters away. A tall, middle-aged Qiang man was pacing anxiously, sweating profusely.

"King, it's not good!"

"Madam Min, Military Advisor Min, it's a difficult delivery... If it goes on like this, both the big and the small will die!" A Qiang woman ran out in panic, covered in blood.

"what!"

Upon hearing this, the faces of many Qiang people changed and their expressions became extremely ugly.

The tall man called Wang clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "Then protect the Great Lord. Military Advisor Min must not get into trouble!"

Suddenly, a woman's angry and powerful voice came from the tent: "If you dare to hurt my child, I will wipe out your entire clan!"

After saying that, she continued to scream, making people's scalp tingle.

Even though she is so miserable, she still has a certain temperament and strength in her bones!

The man who was called the king, along with the countless rattan armor soldiers here, were scolded by the woman and did not even have the slightest temper. They were in a very difficult situation at the moment.

"Ugh!"

The king sighed deeply, and then roared: "Can't you hear me? Hurry up and deliver the baby. If Madam Min and the child are in trouble, you will all die. I will definitely slaughter your entire family!"

His roar was like thunder. He was the master here. The midwives were so scared that they dared not to mention saving the baby anymore and started delivering babies again in the tent.

Outside the tent, he looked sad and worried.

It is hard to imagine that a group of powerful Qiang people would protect a woman while she gives birth. You have to know that in the culture of the Qiang or Hu people, there is no such link at all. Only the emperor or empress of a country would attach so much importance to it.

The reason why the king respected, revered and protected this woman so much started several months ago.

The king's name was Zan Gan, the head of a clan. Shangyin Valley was his ancestral land. Under the vast Xiongnu empire, he could only be regarded as a branch of the clan.

Zan Gan was caught up in power struggles and intrigues. His fiefdom and his people had been marginalized and suppressed to the edge of a cliff, only one step away from being wiped out.

In a conspiracy, Zan Gan was framed, and the person at the top of the Xiongnu pyramid wanted him dead.

When he was on the verge of despair, a pregnant woman suddenly appeared. Not only was she incredibly strong, she helped him kill his biggest enemy, and she also used a conspiracy to force the person at the top of the Xiongnu pyramid to stop slaughtering Zan Gan's clan.

In just a few months, under the advice of this woman, Zan Gan's tribe got out of trouble, and even continued to plunder and expand, returning to the first echelon of the Xiongnu.

It's really incredible!

And this woman is Madam Min. No one knows where she came from, no one knows her past, and no one can even see her face. All we know is that she is very pitiful. She was pregnant for several months, traveled through mountains and rivers alone, and even with some old injuries, she managed to persevere.

Zan Gan’s people respect and love her very much. Without her, the people would not be as prosperous as they are today.

The Qiang and Hu people highly respect the word "military advisor". Once someone is called a military advisor, he is almost second only to the emperor.

Madam Min was about to give birth, and Zan Gan was afraid that the enemy would take the opportunity to assassinate or retaliate against her, so he even returned to his ancestral land and mobilized the Rattan Armor Army to block the main roads!

What follows next is the scene just now, a difficult birth!

The snow is blowing, the night is dangerous, and everything feels heavy.

Mrs. Min's heart-wrenching screams were so weak that it seemed as if she would die at any moment. They spread all around and moved everyone deeply.

Foreigners view women as animals and tools, but they can also show great respect to a very small number of women!

It is obvious that Mrs. Min is among them, and she is even a legendary figure.

Everyone speculated about her past, but it was all like a fog, unclear and ungraspable!

Late at night.

The wind and snow were no longer rushing, but began to whimper. Finally, the noise in the tent died down.

A loud baby cry spread all around, and the entire Rattan Armor Army suddenly revived, and everyone was delighted.

"king!"

"It's born, it's born, mother and child are safe, it's a baby boy!"

"Mrs. Min is about to bleed to death. It's so tragic! Madam Min almost died in childbirth because of dystocia to give birth to this baby boy!" The midwife shouted, and it was unclear whether she felt sympathy for Madam Min or fear, as tears streamed down her face.