Chapter 67 Princess 1
Dressed as a wedding princess
Author: penmanboying
"Princess, princess..."
Qiaoqiao was awakened by weak sounds. As soon as she opened her eyes and woke up, she felt that her whole body was sore and weak, and her head was so heavy that it was about to crush her neck.
The low sobs could be clearly heard in her ears. Qiao Qiao was already feeling very uncomfortable. Listening to this, she couldn't help but feel even more depressed and irritated. She couldn't help but scolded: "Be quiet."
As soon as these words came out, the voices in my ears suddenly stopped.
Qiaoqiao felt that the body that had entered this world was really delicate. She just pushed herself up and sat up from the bed, and she couldn't breathe, and her eyes even turned black.
After a moment of slowing down, Qiao Qiao finally saw clearly the environment she was currently in. There were wooden couches and quilts, not far away were simple tables and chairs, chipped tea bowls, and torn paper sheets that were blown by the wind outside.
window.
So poor...
With such a word popping up in her mind, Qiao Qiao felt her head hurt even more. She asked Chacha in her heart: "Didn't you say that the treatment in my world is similar to that in the last world?"
Why are you still lying like this?
Chacha pretended to be dead and said nothing.
Qiaoqiao had no choice. She wanted to get out of bed and look for something to eat, but as soon as she lifted the quilt, a trembling voice came from her feet: "This slave deserves to die, this slave deserves to die! Please punish the princess..."
Qiaoqiao's eyelids twitched in shock, and her feet that were touching the ground immediately returned to the bed. Oh my god, is there another person here?
The room was dim, and the lamp oil was placed far away on the table. Qiao Qiao didn't even notice that there was someone lying at the foot of the bed.
Not yet receiving the memory, Qiao Qiao could only say softly and thoughtfully: "Get up and talk."
Only then did the figure stand up tremblingly, and Qiao Qiao saw clearly that the other person was actually a little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, with a delicate appearance, wearing an apricot-colored dress, and the skirt and cuffs were a little dirty.
She was so nervous that she didn't know where she fell.
Everything else was fine, except that she looked like a frightened quail in front of Qiaoqiao, shrugging her shoulders and holding her chest. Qiaoqiao couldn't tell whether she shed tears or not, and could only hear the little girl's voice with some tears in her voice: "Princess, everything is fine."
It's my slave's fault, I shouldn't have woken you up..."
The little girl didn't defend herself at all, and kept asking her to be punished. Qiaoqiao was still a little uncomfortable with this sudden ancient world, so she just sent him away.
Sitting was really too tiring, so Qiao Qiao simply lay down again and asked Chacha for her memories of this world.
As she sees it, this is an ancient world. The novel unfolds against the background of the two countries Yan and Wei. It tells the story of the love and hatred between the powerful minister Ning Qingci of the Wei State and the princess Cheng Lingyi of the Wei State.
The story begins with the state of Wei in mourning, and Cheng Hanzhou, the younger brother of the same mother as Cheng Lingyi, came to the throne. Originally, they were just two siblings born to little Jieyu, but overnight they became the powerful people of the great Wei Dynasty.
However, the good times did not last long. Cheng Hanzhou was stupid and incompetent. In order to build a palace made of bricks and jade for Cheng Lingyi, even though there was a flood in the south, he still ignored the order to increase taxes. Even with no income, he was still levied excessive taxes and miscellaneous taxes. The people suffered.
Unspeakable.
As the left prime minister, Ning Qingci united with other ministers to appeal for tax reduction and disaster relief, but Cheng Hanzhou only listened to the left ear and the right ear, with little effect.
The Yan State, which had been eyeing the Wei State for many years, launched a mutiny at this time and captured three cities in succession. There were no generals available in the court. As a last resort, Ning Qingci asked himself to go out to defend the enemy.
However, the soldiers and horses of the Wei State were no match for the Yan State, which had been living in pursuit of water and grass all year round. Especially at this time, the Wei State was experiencing constant internal troubles. Cheng Hanzhou's squandering had left the national treasury empty, so that the food and grass allocated to the frontline soldiers were not in sufficient supply, even for Ning.
Qing Ci fought one against ten, but was defeated as expected.
The army of the State of Yan approached Liyang, the capital of the State of Wei. Cheng Hanzhou, who was frightened on the throne, quickly wrote a peace treaty and ordered it to be sent to the front of the Yan State's formation.
The Crown Prince of Yan who led the army beheaded the envoy, but accepted the peace agreement. Before retreating, he asked Cheng Hanzhou to send the eldest princess of Wei to Yan immediately.
Make peace.
Seeing this, Qiaoqiao didn't even find the name of her body. She couldn't help shouting out to Chacha: "I won't be the passerby who ends at the beginning, right?"
Chacha said in a good temper: [No, you are a princess too.]
Only then did Qiao Qiao remember that the maid who exited just now kept calling her princess?
A smile appeared on Qiaoqiao's lips, but her smile suddenly froze when she thought of something. She gritted her teeth: "Chacha... tell me, am I not the unlucky princess who was sent to marry me now?"
Chacha pretended to be silent again.
Qiaoqiao took a deep breath and continued reading.
Even if Cheng Lingyi was willing to be sent to a grassland tribe like Yan State for marriage, Ning Qingci, who had developed a crush on her, would not tolerate such a thing happening, and Cheng Hanzhou, who was eager to protect her sister, was naturally even less likely to agree.
As the Yan Kingdom pressed harder and harder, everyone finally remembered one person - Cheng Wanrou, the only legitimate princess of the Queen of Yuan Dynasty.
When the late emperor was on the throne, he loved this daughter the most. He and Empress Yuan were childhood sweethearts and had a very close relationship. When he came to the throne, he even threatened that he would only have Empress Yuan in his harem and would never have a concubine in his life.
If the Empress Yuan had not been weak and had nothing to do for many years, and the ministers sent a low-status woman to the palace on death penalty, it would be impossible for Cheng Hanzhou and Cheng Lingyi to take power in the Wei Kingdom now.
Not long after Cheng Wanrou was born, Empress Yuan passed away. Under the grief of the late emperor, he loved the little daughter left behind by Empress Yuan even more. For eighteen years, Cheng Wanrou had been pampered and pampered as she grew up.
Until the late emperor passed away due to illness, the pearl suddenly became covered with dust and fell into darkness.
Without any surprise, Cheng Wanrou was pulled out of the remote palace by Cheng Hanzhou's orders, and she became the eldest princess of the Wei Dynasty and married to the Yan Kingdom.
The current timeline is reaching this point, with Cheng Wanrou marrying in another country and Ning Qingci personally escorting the convoy.
"Although Cheng Wanrou is not as good as before, she still used the name of the eldest princess to make friends and get married. How could she be reduced to this situation?"
Qiao Qiao rubbed her shoulder blades, which were still aching, and felt the rustling sound in her ears due to the air leakage from the window. She didn't understand it very well.
Could it be that Cheng Hanzhou was not even willing to do superficial things? Isn't he afraid that the people of the Yan State would see her embarrassed appearance and feel that the Wei State despised them, and then get angry and start a war again?
Chacha sent the memory belonging to Cheng Wanrou into her mind, and only then did Qiao Qiao understand.
Cheng Wanrou's wedding convoy was attacked by rogue bandits on the way. Ning Qingci was unprepared and more than half of the carriage and horses were damaged. Even the carriage Cheng Wanrou was riding in was chopped up and scattered by the gangsters. Ning Qingci had no choice but to take the
A group of people rested nearby.
However, the border between Yan and Wei has always been inaccessible. There is no place to stay. It is not easy to find a run-down inn.
Chapter completed!