The sunset filled the entire long street of Xuanwu Gate, and a huge carriage inlaid with emeralds and carved with special patterns slowly drove in.
It is full of grassland atmosphere and has unique beauty.
The Ministry of Rites was ordered to welcome it in the highest specification form.
Princess Chaming went out of the grassland for the first time, saw the Han culture for the first time, and saw such a prosperous imperial palace for the first time.
She was lost!
She was shocked!
Those charming blue eyes were blinded.
Red lips murmured softly: "Is this the twelve tribes of the grassland that I once suppressed and the Great Xia, which the Turkic countries cannot breathe?"
"Their clothes, their palaces, their culture..."
"If the Zazahar tribe had it, it would be great."
For a moment, she felt a little sad.
Because every winter, thousands of people die for the blizzards on the grassland, and her ethnic group is no exception.
"Your Highness, the gate is here."
"You have to get off the carriage and hike to the Tai Chi Hall." The old eunuch's voice sounded.
Princess Chaming took a deep breath and slowly walked out of the carriage.
She passed the gate, went up the dragon stairs, and went straight into the Tai Chi Hall.
Here, all civil and military officials are here.
She couldn't help but feel sweaty, but as the daughter of the grassland, she still raised her proud head.
Then, she saw Qin Yun for the first time.
Surprised, shocked, and looked sideways!
She finds it difficult to calm down.
The emperor of Daxia is so young and handsome!
It is completely opposite to the image of an old man she imagined, with gray hair and aging.
He was wearing a dragon robe and sat upright at the highest point, majestic!
Princess Chaming felt the oppression coming from this man who had never met and kidnapped her!
She had only felt that kind of pressure from the overlord of the grassland, Turkic Khan.
at this time.
Qin Yun's eyes also fell on Princess Chaming.
His heart was not calm, but the princess of this small tribe was so beautiful that it was hard to describe.
A pair of azure blue eyes are big and charming, all with exotic style.
The veil covered her face, but failed to cover her three-dimensional facial features.
The dress branded with insect patterns totems highlights a kind of wild beauty and also wraps up her absolutely hot figure.
Be silent for a while.
"Zazakhar tribe, Chaming Weirou, pay homage to Tian Khan."
She saluted in the form of a grassland and did not bow down.
"snort!"
Xiao Jian snorted coldly and gave him a warning.
"Princess Chaming, why don't you worship the emperor when you see him?"
Cha Ming Wei Rou's eyes showed that she had the wisdom of women in the Central Plains and the courage that women in the Central Plains did not have.
"In the grassland, the etiquette that I just did is to express absolute respect for a person."
"Tian Khan is in the world and all nations come to pay tribute, which is worthy of the prairie gift from this princess!"
"What's wrong with this?"
Hearing words.
All civil and military officials looked at each other, and were slightly shocked.
Everyone thinks that the grassland is a person who eats raw meat and drinks blood, but they never thought that this little princess was so eloquent and had a sharp mouth.
Qin Yun also showed admiring eyes and became interested in her.
Minister of Justice, Qi Yong stood up.
"Then why don't you show your true face to others when you go to Tai Chi Hall? According to the law, you are deceiving the king!"
Cha Ming Weirou felt a little angry.
Scimitar frowned and said unhappily: "The veil is the custom of my grassland women. It must be unveiled by my husband, and I will take a look at it for the first time!"
"Don't you Han people have this tradition?"
As soon as the words come to an end!
Tai Chi Hall burst into laughter.
A civil official shook his head and laughed: "In a small small place, the rough man who eats raw meat and drinks blood, has also learned from us Han people. It's so funny!"
"That's right, I'm afraid it's just Dong Shi's imitation, just adding jokes!"
"The grasslands are all uneducated barbarians, and even their relatives are in chaos. Now they are still ready."
"That's it, on purpose!"
“…”
Countless sneers and sarcasm sounded quickly.
This made Cha Mingweirou, who was a stingy grassland woman, unable to bear it!!
She tried her best to restrain herself, knowing that she was actually a prisoner, but it did not mean that she could be humiliated.
"Shut up to this princess!"
She scolded, and her azure blue eyes reflected anger.
Then he looked directly at Qin Yun at the highest point.
"Your Majesty the Emperor!"
"Is this your hospitality?"
"According to my princess's opinion, you Han people are truly uneducated places!"
presumptuous!!
All the generals roared together, and the murderous aura and oppressive force that accompanied them in their bones were enough to make anyone frightened.
But this grassland princess doesn't buy it.
Raise your long neck, revealing pride, but your skin is not rough and dark, but it has a natural whiteness.
"snort!"
"The country of Daxia is just like this, a group of big men bullied me, a woman."
"Well, I'm not afraid of you!"
Xiao Jian and others still had to put pressure, but were stopped by Qin Yun.
He looked on with a smile, and his first time speaking, his voice was mellow and majestic.
"Cha Ming Weirou, right?"
"Do you know that if I don't kill you directly, I'm already kind to you!"
"Are you still not satisfied with it when you hit you a few words?"
Cha Ming Weirou's beautiful eyes flashed: "Your Majesty, what does it mean?"
Qin Yun curled his lips: "Don't you know what I mean?"
"The Zazahar tribe dares to marry the rebel Xiliang. You dare to do such a taboo!"
"I have every reason to kill you now and then fight against your tribe!"
Upon hearing this, a trace of fear flashed through Wei Rou's beautiful eyes. She knew what kind of overlord the Great Xia Kingdom was.
Unless the Turks, other small tribes really dare not look at Daxia.
"Don't talk anymore?" Qin Yun smiled and said, "Tell me, what good is Sima Zong's dog thing that promised your tribe? He can risk offending the court and marry into Xiliang."
A faint tone exudes an unquestionable feeling.
Cha Ming Weirou pinched her slender five fingers tightly, pursed her red lips under the veil, and did not answer.
The emperor may not agree with Xiliang's promise to the tribe.
a long time.
"His Majesty the Emperor, are you interrogating the prisoner?" she said differently.
Qin Yun could feel that this woman had a kind of arrogance and was not tamed, like a fierce horse.
Even if she tolerated it, the blood in her bones could not be changed.
"You can think of yourself as a prisoner or as a distinguished guest."
"Everything is only in your thoughts!"
Cha Ming Weirou clenched her fists: "I am frank, your Majesty will abduct me from Xiliang, and this move is already aggravating the relationship between the two sides."
"I don't know anything!"
"Your Majesty, let me go back to the grassland."
"Otherwise, my dad will be angry!"
Hahaha!
All civil and military officials compete to laugh.
If it was a Turkic, the court might have to pay attention to it, but what is a mere nomadic nation?
Hearing the sound, Cha Ming Weirou's face turned red, her fists sounded, and her blue eyes had a hint of wild and fierceness!
"What are you laughing at?"
"You must pay for your arrogance."
"The grassland is not the grassland that used to be, and Daxia is not the big summer that used to be. You can laugh as much as you like!"
"Know, laugh until the wrath of the grassland warriors comes, accept the condemnation of the grassland gods!!"