When the envoys of the Northern Barbarian Kingdom arrived in Yuncang, it was the season when grass grew and beetles flew.

The envoy walked along the way and saw that the Yuncang Kingdom was backed by the Canghai, with fertile land and prosperous land. Wherever he passed, he was filled with flowers and prosperity. He secretly said to himself: No wonder the Great Lord was obsessed with Yuncang, and dreamed that he wanted to lead the wolf cavalry to swallow it.

Think about my country, there is a wasteland in front of the snow-capped mountains, and it is cold all year round, and it is hard to see a flower. The comparison is so tragic.

However, it is precisely because of this that these soldiers of Yuncang Kingdom who were soaking in the gentle water town were powerless when facing the Northern Barbarian Wolf Cavalry and abandoned five cities in half a month. If the King of Yuncang had not sought peace overnight, the Northern Barbarians' 100,000 wolf cavalry would have been approaching Yuncang City at this moment.

The Maharaja is an unpredictable and unconventional person who plays cards. When he sends troops, he still looks at Yun Cang as his belongings. He changes his mind halfway through and doesn't want to swallow it anymore.

Yuncang and the Northern Barbarians are too far apart, and there is a Kunlun ditch in the middle. If they are annexed, it will be too inconvenient to manage them.

Moreover, the land is rich and fertile, and the sky is high and the water is far away. When the emperor comes, he will be the local emperor. The great king is also suspicious, and he is not at ease whoever he sends to station troops.

So when the king of Yuncang hurriedly sent a letter of peace, the king thought for a while and responded.

Since then, Yuncang became a vassal state of the Northern Barbarians, paying tribute every year, and the two countries signed a non-aggression contract. In addition, Yuncang Congress sent a royal princess to the Northern Barbarians to be a marriage bride.

The envoy brought three hundred wolf cavalry to Yuncang this time to pick up the princess.

Yuncangshui country raises people. I heard that women are gentle and beautiful, but I don’t know how beautiful the princess who will marry His Majesty this time is.

The envoy secretly looked forward.

There are five princesses in the Yuncang king. The two oldest ones have already married, and the remaining three princesses are Princess Anping, who was born by the queen, Princess Wenjun, who was born by the imperial concubine, and Princess Changle, who was born by a very low-ranking benefactor.

No one wants to send his daughter to the barren land that has suffered a thousand miles away. And I heard that the Northern Barbarian King, who is like a tiger's back and bear's waist, can eat human flesh and drink human blood, is brutal and violent and cruel.

In short, whoever goes to die!

In the end, this quota for marriage naturally fell on the little princess Changle, who was weak and indifferent.

When the imperial edict was issued, Princess Changle's mother, Xuan Liangren, cried so hard that she almost wanted to die with her daughter in her arms.

Finally, she was persuaded by the little princess Changle.

Although the mother and daughter are not favored, their daily food and clothing are far less than that of the princess, they depend on each other in the harem and have a deep affection for their mother and daughter. Changle has been very sensible since childhood and knows that the imperial edict cannot be violated. If the quarrel is too great, it may even make his father dislike it.

At that time, my mother will suffer only in the palace, and I still don’t know how much suffering she will suffer.

She quietly received the imperial edict, received the reward, and then quietly prepared to get married.

On the auspicious day, Princess Changle dressed in front of the hall to worship her parents for three times. She couldn't bear to see her maid go to the Northern Barbarians to suffer, so she set foot on the carriage heading to the Northern Barbarians alone.

Xuanliangren cried and shouted "Yingying", but felt that this parting was life and death. After Yingying married, she didn't know how she would be tortured, so she cried and fainted in front of the palace.

The envoy of the Northern Barbarians looked back and sighed in his heart. Looking at the shaking carriage, he thought to himself that this little princess must have cried into tears.

Alas, why bother? In fact, my great master is not that scary either.

Although the great king has a bad temper, is moody, has a serious suspicion, and kills people when he is unhappy. The tyrant is famous...

Forget it, it's quite terrible.

When the carriage drove out of the city gate, a soft voice suddenly came from the quiet carriage: "Sir."

This voice is like the charm of Lin Lai and Quan, wrapped in pearls and jade. It sounds so good than those girls who are born with a rough voice in the Northern Manchus.

The envoy waved his hand and stopped the line. He rode under the horse, leaned down slightly, and said respectfully: "What are the instructions of the princess?"

The voice came out softly: "Sir, can you pick a trumpet flower for me?"

The envoy was stunned and subconsciously looked to the side.

Large clusters of purple flowers bloom under the city walls, and the mist and fragrance are everywhere on both sides of the road.

The climate and land of the Northern Barbarians are not suitable for the survival of flowers and plants. This little princess may never see such a beautiful scenery in the future. The envoy sighed silently in his heart, said "Princess, wait", then got off the horse and picked a few purple trees, lifted the corner of the curtain and handed it in.

Only half a white feather-like gauze skirt can be seen. Remember to provide you with wonderful novel reading on your mobile phone in one second.

It took me more than two months to travel from Yuncang to the Northern Barbarians.

The Northern Barbarians were born strong, and this journey was nothing to them, but the little princess suffered a lot and lost weight.

It was snowing on the day I arrived at the Beiman Capital.

The little princess lifted the curtain and looked out secretly.

The thick city walls are towering into the clouds, cold, heavy, and solemn.

No color, no flowers.

She lost interest after only a few glances, sat back into the car, silently staring at the dry trumpet in her hand in a daze.

The carriage sent her into the palace and to the Changle Palace, which was named after her title.

After two months of getting along, the envoy felt very pity for the little princess. Before leaving, he secretly gave her two words: "The great king is good at killing and does not get close to women. The beauties in the palace all take self-protection as the principle, and I hope the princess can adapt as soon as possible."

Qi Ying bowed and thanked him.

She is the only one left in Changle Palace, and those maids who bow their heads and keep silent.

The palace looked big, but it was not angry at all. Like the entire Northern Barbarians, it was filled with inhuman coldness and solemnity. She had just arrived and had not been granted a title, so she did not dare to walk around. She held the withered trumpet flower and sat until late at night.

Luo Xiao, the maid who was sent to serve the princess, felt unbearable when she saw her delicate appearance, so she walked over and said, "Princess, it's so late, the Lord shouldn't come here. The princess is exhausted, I will serve you to bed."

Qi Ying was really tired, so she looked at the moonlight outside the window and nodded in response.

Unexpectedly, after sleeping for a while, I was still in a daze, and I heard the panicked voice of the outer hall: "Greetings to the Lord."

Qi Ying got up from the bed with both hands and feet.

Before I could jump out of bed and put on my clothes, a tall figure had already walked in.

Rumor is that the Great Lord of the Northern Barbarians, like a bear, a cow, a tiger, and a wolf, is nine feet tall, has a green face and a fang, and is full of eyes...

There was no light in the hall, it was pitch black, Qi Ying could not see anything, and she was almost scared to tears. She felt that the figure was moving faster and faster, and with a sharp cold air and a sense of oppression, she soon came to the bedside.

She lowered her head and tried not to let the voice tremble too clearly: "I... pay homage to the Lord."

The person standing in front of the bed seemed to be looking at her and didn't say anything for a long time.

Qi Ying's heart was beating wildly, and it was particularly clear in this quiet hall.

After a while, I heard the person coming laughing softly.

The laughter was a little low and hoarse, but it was not as rough as I imagined. Luo Xiao followed in tremblingly and bowed and said, "Master, do you want to light the lamp?"

Qi Ying heard the voice more clearly: "Do."

The hall soon lit up.

The light and shadow spread to her inch by inch. She saw a pair of long cloud boots, and the slightly swaying black clothes with golden edges embroidered with dragon patterns on the corners.

A cold finger reached over and raised her jaw.

Qi Ying was forced to look up.

I saw an unexpectedly beautiful face.

How should we describe this face? Yun Cang's most famous handsome young men are not as handsome as this face, and the most famous and victorious general under his father's emperor is not as powerful as this face.

He was like a good black iron spear polishing in the wind and snow, grinding hard and sharp, and the cold air penetrated into the bones, looking good but even more dangerous.

The Northern Barbarian Lord looked at her up and down, and there was no emotion in his tone: "So young."

Qi Ying felt that this great king was different from the rumors at all, and he would also feel pity for his young age.

Then he heard the great king continue to say expressionlessly: "I strangled to death with one hand."

Qi Ying: “…………”

Fortunately, he didn't really plan to strangle her, let go of his hand, and left without saying a word.

It is said that this great king is moody, and it turns out to be so.

Qi Ying was frightened by this and didn't sleep well in the middle of the night. She had been having nightmares, dreaming that the Lord pinched her neck and pressed her against the wall...

Ji Rang walked out of Changle Hall, and the eunuch who was holding the lights were waiting outside.

Seeing him come out, he smiled and asked in a warm voice: "Have you seen the princess who is married?"

He couldn't sleep in the middle of the night for a walk and breathe. He heard the eunuch mention that the princess Yun Cang sent to the palace today, and only came to see it on a whim.

He recalled the little girl wearing a white single dress and half-kneeling on the bed with a moo hair like a waterfall, stretched out her hands and showed it to the eunuch: "It's only that big."

Eunuch: "???"

The king of Yuncang was so crazy???? He sent a baby princess in her cradles here???

As a result, the next day, the eunuch gave a lot of brocade grosgrain to Changle Hall as Ji Rang's instructions. When he saw the well-behaved and soft little princess, he realized that he had been fooled by the great king again.

Although compared with the tall and strong Northern Barbarians, the little princess looks very small, as if a gust of wind can blow her away.

Beiman is backed by the snow-capped mountains, and the winter is cold and the summer is cool. Now this spring is blooming season, the weather is still cold. Ji Rang asked the eunuch to send a lot of cold-proof skirts and jackets, and she looks better than other beauties in the palace.

When Ji Rang came over, the little princess was sitting on the steps in front of the hall, holding a withered branch in her arms, lowering her head and wondering what she was thinking.

He saw last night that she also placed the flower branch next to her pillow when she was sleeping.

He reached out and stopped the maid from saluting. When he walked over, the little princess was so serious that she didn't notice that he was coming.

Until he spoke, “What is this?”

Qi Ying was startled by him again.
To be continued...