It gets dark early in winter, and you can see the moon before six o'clock. The sky is foggy blue, which is different from the blue in summer. It is completely lonely and cold.

The white light of the computer screen reflected on Ji Qing's profile. He was browsing the documents sent by his assistant. Lu Li was on the bed and hooked up to an intravenous drip because she hadn't eaten for several days. After Ji Qing finished reading the documents, the infusion bottle happened to be empty.

He pressed the call bell, and soon a nurse came in with a cart, pulled out the needle, disposed of the medical waste, and left quietly.

Zhang Fang went to eat, and Ji Qing was now the only one in the ward.

Ji Qing stood beside the hospital bed, lowering his eyes quietly. Lu Li's hands were very white, and he could clearly see the black spots after the infusion.

Lu Li's eyebrows were furrowed, and she didn't seem to be peaceful in her dream. Ji Qing slowly smoothed away the anxiety between her eyebrows, moved her fingers downward in the air, Ji Qing closed her eyes and leaned over, placing a kiss on the back of her hand.

It was so quiet in the ward that even the heartbeat could be heard clearly.

After a long time, a gentle sigh sounded.

"Changle..."

…

Changle stepped into the imperial city again and was summoned to the palace by the new emperor himself.

The new emperor sat on the dragon chair and said calmly: "Princess Jingping is twelve years old. Princess Changxi has just got hairpins and has already decided to get married. The Lord of Northern Xinjiang has asked the princess to come and get married. Looking at the capital, the royal palace's noble daughter is the only one."

There is a princess from Changle who has a distinguished status and is not yet married.

But, Changle, if you don’t want to, I won’t force you.”

After several years of preparation, Changle's heart did not fluctuate much after hearing the news.

Changle asked softly: "If Changle doesn't want to, Your Majesty..."

"Twelve or thirteen is the age to get married," the new emperor said.

Changle's heart hurt.

She had met Princess Jingping. They once flew a kite together in the school grounds. At that time, Jingping was still very young and had a round bun that was as high as her waist.

Jingping is only twelve years old.

The bitter cold in northern Xinjiang makes it difficult to eat half-cooked meat and goat milk with a strong fishy smell. In addition, the environment in northern Xinjiang is not like that in Beijing. Once it gets over, it will not take long for the fragrance to fade away.

Changle is now eighteen or nineteen, her father, queen and mother have passed away, she has nothing to worry about, and Jingping's future has not yet unfolded, so Changle cannot watch her die.

What's more, if one princess dies, in order to maintain stability, a second one may not be sent away.

Northern Xinjiang is a nation on horseback. They are physically strong and good at controlling horses. Compared with Chu, they are at a great disadvantage. The reason why the new emperor sent the princess to get married was because he was forced to do so. He was ambitious and naturally could not

Will be willing to be threatened.

Since the new emperor came to the throne, there has been severe drought and plague, and he has been unable to escape. As long as he is given time, he will be able to conquer Northern Xinjiang in one fell swoop sooner or later.

Therefore, the marriage is just a delaying tactic. Jingping is too young, so it is most suitable for her to go.

Changle said: "My daughter is willing to marry to Northern Xinjiang."

The new emperor's eyes were indifferent and he said: "I told you, you can refuse."

Chang Le lowered his eyes, "You eat the emperor's salary and share the emperor's worries. The northern border country often harasses the people on the border, snatches women, and seizes property. The people are miserable. Although Chang Le is a woman, he hopes that the people will not have to be displaced and have something to rely on.

Live a stable and prosperous life.”

The new emperor quickly raised his eyelids, not missing every expression on Chang Le's face.

There is no hatred, only magnanimity.

After a long time, the new emperor said: "I have conveyed the will of the orphan. Princess Roujia of Changle is a hostage. She is graceful and courteous. She has been granted the title of eldest princess by the Jin Dynasty and will be married on a certain day."

Changle was slightly startled, because the status of the eldest princess was the same as that of a prince.

He didn't have to do this originally. Even if he wanted to get married, he could just treat her as Princess Changle.

Changle didn't understand what he meant, but she remained calm.

In her heart, he is a wise king, nothing more.

She leaned down and bowed deeply, and said humbly: "May the seas and rivers in the world be clear, and the world be peaceful."

Changle slowly exited the palace, and Prime Minister Ji slowly walked out from behind the screen in the main hall.

The sky in the palace is square, the sky is obviously vast and has no boundaries, but it has a shape in the palace.

Changle walked towards the palace where he once lived, and met many people along the way. There was a three-year-old prince who was endorsing the book. His face was very similar to that of the new emperor. When he asked, he found out that he was the eldest son of the queen.

There was also Jingping who was playing on the swing. She was not happy, with a touch of sadness lingering between her brows, and she was looking at the lake in a trance.

A palace maid hurried over and whispered something to Jingping. Jingping's eyes widened in disbelief.

Chang Le quickly looked away and returned to the palace slowly, but saw a palace maid standing at the door from a distance, as if waiting. As he got closer, the palace maid's face became clear. Chang Le vaguely remembered that the palace maid was from the Imperial Preceptor Palace.

The maid in.

Seeing her, the palace maid's eyes widened, as if she was a little happy, and she knelt down and saluted, "Princess, the Imperial Master asked me to give this to you."

The palace maid stretched out her hand, and it was a kite in the shape of a swallow.

Changle was stunned for a moment, took it unconsciously, and fell into the past.

When she came to her senses, the palace maid had already gone away.

In the middle of the night, there was a palace lantern in front of the table. Changle was about to fall asleep after reading a book, but she saw that the kite she had placed beside the palace lantern had changed.

The ink faded away, revealing a map drawn with ink on the pure white kite.

The map was very simple, but clear and clear, allowing people to understand it at a glance. Changle closed his eyes and stared at the map for a long time, then picked up a pen and sketched it on the rice paper according to memory. Comparing it with the kite, it was exactly the same.

Changle took off the palace lantern, lit the rice paper and kite, and burned them to ashes.

This marriage was particularly grand, escorted by 3,000 Imperial Guards, and the ceremony was majestic.

Chang Le, the commander of the Imperial Guard, recognized that he was once an elite lieutenant among her father's king.

Changle, dressed in wedding clothes, said goodbye at the city gate. Her eyes slowly swept across the civil and military officials without pausing on any face.

The new emperor said some touching words, half truthfully and half falsely. Changle Yingying knelt down and then was helped into the carriage by the maid.

Halfway through the journey, Changle lifted her hijab and lifted the curtains of her car. The official on a tall horse in front of her made her pupils dilate, and then her eyes suddenly turned red.

Although there was only a back view, Changle recognized him at a glance.

He was the one she had not seen among the civil and military officials.

He is wearing a red official robe, as straight as a pine tree.

There is no one else but him.

The man seemed to feel something and suddenly turned back, both of them were startled.

Only the eyes are left intertwining and intertwining in the air, and many emotions surge out but have nowhere to put them.

This look happened three years ago.

He moved his lips and said something silently. Changle suddenly lowered the curtain and sat in the carriage with his eyes closed.

The team did not return halfway, but were sent directly to the frontier. Prime Minister Ji always rode in front of the team.

The leader of Northern Xinjiang was over fifty years old and had married countless wives. He was familiar with holding weddings. On the night when Changle arrived in Northern Xinjiang, he wanted to get married and have a bridal chamber, but Prime Minister Ji said that the eldest princess needed to rest after a long journey.

, and the wedding was too simple and inconsistent with the status of the eldest princess. The marriage between the two countries cannot be so rash.

He said a lot of wrong things and was full of red tape. The King of Northern Xinjiang was confused by what he said, but he couldn't find any mistakes in what he said.
Chapter completed!