That day was sunny and sunny, and white and warm clouds as white as cotton floated over the grasslands of North Vietnam. On the grasslands, the shepherds and horse herders of the North Vietnam ethnic group sang folk songs of their own nation in high-pitched and loud voices.
Very far away.
In the royal tent of the King of North Vietnam, Beiyue Heng was fully dressed and ready to go to Changyun Town, a border town a hundred miles away, to welcome the arrival of the queen in his heart.
After getting on the most luxurious carriage and walking along the spacious avenue, the North Vietnamese people recognized the royal carriage with the huge wolf head embroidered on it, so they knelt on the roadside, kowtowed, and shouted long live and blessings.
In Changyun Town, Lin Rou'er also dressed herself up grandly. According to the customs of the local nobles, she gave herself a hair style with ethnic characteristics. She tied all her hair on the top of her head and then braided it into countless little braids.
Wearing a pink outer cloak and white lambskin boots, the whole person looks noble and gorgeous, quite like a princess.
After dressing up, she didn't forget to ask Ouyang Xu and Luan Xiaoqing beside her: "Look, do I look like a princess from North Vietnam?" [
The two men looked at Lin Rou'er's overly proud face and looked at each other with some indescribable feelings. They knew very well what kind of person Bei Yue Heng was, but why did Lin Rou'er refuse to believe it?
She always thought that she was just visiting North Vietnam, and that North Vietnam would never do anything to her. If it was really that simple, they wouldn't have to look sad all day long.
After the two people looked at each other, they both lowered their heads and said nothing. At this time, they were wandering on the street, waiting for North Vietnam Heng to send someone to take the jade seal and exchange Lin Rouer away.
Changyun Town is not a big town. It is a small town belonging to North Vietnam. There are three people, one man and one woman. Except for the women's clothes, they are the same as those in the local area. The two outstanding-looking men are dressed in Bixin country. But
Because the three people's looks are so eye-catching, they still attract the attention of many people in the market town.
At this moment, there was a commotion outside the city gate. Countless people seemed to be infected by something. The group in front knelt down, and then the group behind them also knelt down.
They shouted the words of their own nation and had pious expressions on their faces, as if gods from heaven had come to earth and were being worshiped by the people.
After a while, word of the kneeling ceremony reached the area where Lin Rou'er was, and all the people knelt down except for the three people who didn't understand the situation.
Only the three of them were still standing there in a daze, not knowing what was going on. They only saw the people around them, including the shopkeepers and customers in the shops on both sides, coming out and kneeling on the ground at the same time.
He shouted something loudly, but they really couldn't understand it.
Ouyang Xu, Luan Xiaoqing, and Lin Rou'er looked at each other, then at the kneeling people, and finally turned their attention to the city gate. From a distance, they saw eight smooth horses with a brownish-red sheen.
A luxurious carriage decorated with black and white furs drove slowly over.
When the carriage drove to Lin Rou'er and the others, it stopped. Then, the gorgeous brocade curtain was lifted open, and a man walked out and stood tall outside the carriage.