What happens if abandon the side quests?

The mission of this plane will fail, the host is just an npc

To put it bluntly, it's just a bunch of data, and even his feelings are designed.

Situ took a deep breath, and his reason regained the upper hand.

The people around were all the blessings of the newlyweds of Hexi. Mengen's face was flushed from drinking, and he looked very happy.

"In the words of the people from the Central Plains, isn't this the appearance of a talented man and a woman."

"It seems that it won't be long before Khan will welcome his little grandson."

Zhebie held her hand tightly and looked down at her, a pair of soulful eyes that were about to drown her.

"Aying, we will be very happy."

The boy's eyes were full of hope for the future, but Situ could only pretend not to see and turned his head away.

For the first time in his life, a feeling of sourness filled his heart, Situ's eyes swelled, tears in his eyes,

"You are a fool"

Stupid to be angry, stupid to hopeless.

But Tetsuby, who was immersed in joy, didn't notice her abnormality at all, and wanted to make her laugh,

"Then if I'm a fool, you are the fool's daughter-in-law, Ah Ying."

Whether he is a fool or not, as long as she is his wife, what does it matter if he is a fool?

As long as he wants her, he will never let her go!

The crowd drank kumiss, ate delicious lamb, and the girls danced around the bonfire.

And Wu Ya, who danced to the beat of the drum, was smiling, but the line of sight kept falling in the direction of Li Ge on the seat.

The girl's face was blushed, and the little bit of spring in her eyes showed her heart to the fullest.

Li Ge felt her warm gaze and raised his glass.

Since he came to the Chahar Department, this girl has come and peeked at him from time to time.

He had already remembered her appearance in his heart.

But they can only stop there after all.

Being able to win a look from him, Wu Ya beat more cheerfully, and her eyes were shining like stars.

Maybe she could try to get a little closer to him, too.

Tomorrow the caravan was leaving, and she didn't want to leave herself with regrets.

The girl danced gracefully and fell into the seat like a flying butterfly.

"The girl dances very well."

Raising a glass again, Li Ge sincerely praised.

"Then, does the son like it?"

Wu Ya suppressed the excitement in her heart and imitated the soft tone of a woman in the Central Plains, just to leave a good impression on her sweetheart.

Li Ge drank the wine in one go, his thin lips curled up, and he smiled.

"Of course I like it."

But only in dance.

"Aya, there is no need to imitate the Central Plains women, just be yourself."

Prairie women are enthusiastic and unrestrained, expressing their enthusiasm with dance.

They were originally falcons flying in the grasslands, so naturally they didn't need to lower their posture.

Wu Ya raised her head suddenly, a little unbelievable.

He called her just now, Aya.

He knows his name!

Suddenly, Wu Ya felt an inexplicable excitement in her heart, as if her feelings had finally been responded to.

But when she wanted to ask in detail, there was a quarrel from the main seat, which seemed to be Miss Gu's voice.

"It's true that I've never had such a strong kumiss, but it doesn't mean that I'm a fine work of Da Zhou!"

Spit out the wine in his mouth, Situ threw the bowl on the table ruthlessly.

The fists hidden in the sleeves trembled faintly.

Achle had seen her on the battlefield, but it was dark at that time, and Si Tu was not sure whether he would recognize her.

But this time, the temptation is really doubtful.

"Nonsense! Caravans traveling to and from the grasslands basically rely on our kumiss to keep out the cold. You can't have never drunk it!"

Only the pampered Central Plains people can't stand such strong kumiss.

And Gu Ying, who followed the caravan through the cold winter, couldn't drink it!

That can only show that her identity is doubtful, and it is very likely that she made up random words!

And the purpose is to explore the details of the Chahar Department!

"Achle! You are too presumptuous!"

Tetsube's eyes as sharp as a falcon swept straight at him.

"Little prince, this woman is probably Da Zhou's meticulous work. You must have fallen in love with her plan by bringing her back."

Achle met his cold eyes and shook his beard, but he still told the guess in his heart.

"Xiao Zuo? Since she is a small person, why did she want to save me, and how could she faint on the desolate roadside?"

His whereabouts are unknown even to the parents and queens, so how could A Ying know in advance.

Achle was speechless by Zhebie, and his beard was wilted.

"A Ying has been in Chahar for so many days, has any of you seen her doing something unfavorable to the tribe?"

Zhebei protected her behind him, and the tall figure enveloped her firmly, like the strongest city barrier.

Everyone shook their heads, especially Wu Ya, who ran over and explained,

"Miss Gu is very kind to us, and she also gave me the hand ointment to use."

How could such a kind girl be Da Zhou's meticulous work?

"Who said that the merchants in the Central Plains must drink the kumiss from your grassland to keep out the cold?"

Li Ge's footsteps were a little vain, pretending to be drunk.

After fumbling around his waist for a while, he untied the wine gourd.

As soon as the lid of the gourd was lifted, the aroma of the wine mixed with the aroma of the five grains diffused into the noses of everyone.

"Well, the wine we brew from grain in the Central Plains is much stronger than the kumiss from your grasslands."

When the fellow merchants saw that Li Ge was drunk, they quickly took him down, for fear that he would mess around.

And Li Ge's words also gave Si Tu a reason.

"I'm not used to the smell of kumiss, so I bring my own wine every time. I believe there should be many people like me in the caravan."

Si Tu's nervousness finally eased, and he opened his fists, his palms already covered in cold sweat.

"General Achle, it's too much of a soldier."

Situ snorted coldly, pretending to be unhappy, but he didn't notice a dark light flashing in Zhebie's eyes beside him.

At this moment, the look of Situ's stern face made Achle a little familiar.

Where did he always feel like he had seen her?

Meng En sat in the chair, took a sip of wine to moisten his throat and said,

"You're just too suspicious. Please apologize to Miss Gu, and this matter is over."

After all, she was about to marry Zhebei soon, and if she got to the bottom of it, no one would look good.

With Mengen speaking, even if Achle doubts in his heart, he can only go down the steps at this moment.

"I'm sorry, Miss Gu, I offended you."

This farce ended with Achle's apology, but Si Tu's mood was even heavier.

A lie needs more lies to fulfill, and how many lies does she have to tell Zhebei?

For the first time in Si Tu's life, he had retreated.

Even against thousands of demon soldiers, she would never back down.

But when he thought of Zhebie's disappointed eyes staring straight at her, Si Tu flinched.

It was a cold moonlit night, and the cool wind blew the grass into a salsa.

Zebie held her cool hand, and his face was hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to see.

But Si Tu was inexplicably flustered.