Chapter 129: Set a Trap

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Before leaving, Bisha went to a royal palace.

Princess Chima was holding a banquet. Singing and dancing, a scene of drinking and gambling, the palace was full of intoxicated guests. Everywhere the eye could see, the nobles and ministers embraced singers and indulged in pleasure. The sound of the melodious music could not suppress the ambiguous sounds. The debauched and corrupt environment was like a drunken dream.

Bisha found the half-drunk Princess Chima. Pulling away the man who was lying on her, he threw him aside, saying, "Princess, I have to leave for a few days to go to the Northern Rong."

Hearing the words, Princess Chima instantly sobered up a bit. Sitting up from the couch, her snowy shoulders bare, "You can't go! It's too dangerous!"

Bisha said faintly, "I am the general of the Central Army, and I was ordered to go to the Northern Rong. What danger can there be?"

He paused for a moment, looking a little dissatisfied.

"Princess, let me advise you not to do anything stupid that might harm Roga. I will continue to send people to guard you during the time I am away."

Princess Chima's face darkened.

"Roga let that Han girl live in the Buddhist temple." She said coldly, "He was bewitched by beauty, disregarded his family hatred, and broke the five commandments and had sexual relations; he did such a scandalous thing that is not tolerated in the world. All the common people are gossiping about it. Instead of admonishing him, you came to warn me?"

She lifted her head and looked straight at Bisha.

"I know that you all say I am mean, sinister, and stubborn... I am a wicked woman compared with the noble Roga, whose broad-mindedness makes my hatred seem childish and ridiculous."

"Bisha, watching my family die before me tragically one by one, can I not hate?"

She repeatedly sneered, her fingers pinching deep into her palm.

"Why does he insist on going against me?! Why? When I wanted to kill the Zhang clan, he was compassionate and forbade me from killing innocent people. Fine! I won't kill innocent people! Now what? Why does he have to be so tolerant of a Han girl?"

Speaking of this, Princess Chima suddenly calmed down, as if in thought.

"Roga always shows mercy to the Han... Does he know something?"

Bisha frowned. He picked up the sarong next to him and draped it on Princess Chima's shoulders: "It's not what you think. Roga is just helping her. Princess Wenzhao saved his life."

Princess Chima smiled coldly.

Bisha sighed long and hard, "The burden on Roga's shoulders is too heavy. You, don't add to his troubles."

Fury surged on Princess Chima's face, her body trembling. She held back her anger and said coldly, "The Northern Rong are cunning and cruel. Take more people with you when you leave."

Bisha smiled, "No need to worry about me. Wakhan Khan is afraid of Roga. He does not dare to touch me."

After saying that, he sighed.

"I heard that you have been drinking and having fun with those vermin in the court every day recently. What's the point? Don't hurt your health."

Princess Chima agreed indifferently, her face gloomy. She saw Bisha go out, and immediately called her maids: "Bisha is going to the Northern Rong. Keep an eye on the Buddhist temple. I don't believe that Roga saved that Han girl just to return a favor! They must have been intimate long ago!"

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