After leaving Xiangfu Palace, as soon as the carriage left the city gate, a Dongjue soldier who had been guarding there for a long time quickly stepped forward to stop Aryuna. While talking in a low voice, one could see the anxiety between the two people's brows, and they spoke briefly.
After a few words of conversation, Aryuna followed the soldier.
Before leaving, he did not forget to go to his sister and tell her: "Yunduo, go back to the post house honestly. Brother, I have something to do first. Remember, don't run around."
Hearing this, Al Yunduo was very happy. He nodded with a smile and said hello repeatedly.
The sky was still full of rays of sunshine outside, and the residual heat shot warmly into the sedan through the gaps. Chu Miaoer half leaned on Fu Yunqi's body, feeling drowsy.
She heard the sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer, and the gust of wind brought up a section of the bamboo curtain, which happened to meet Al Yun's deep eyes, and flashed by, making her mistakenly think that it was her hallucination.
"He left?" Chu Miaoer asked lazily.
"Well," Fu Yunqi held her hand in his palm, rubbed it slowly with his fingers, and said softly, "The forces of various tribes in the East are always ready to move, and their internal affairs have long been rotten. It is common to kill each other for territory and money.
But this Aryuna is quite capable. A few years ago, he asked his father Khan to submit a letter to the emperor's brother, hoping that the two countries could connect with each other and benefit from both. Now Dongjue has recovered some of its strength."
The Khan who reigned in the East was testing the borders of the Kingdom of Jin every year. He neither surrendered nor dared to resist. He would only rub him the wrong way. As the saying goes, you can’t hit someone with a smiling face. In this way, the court could not even think about it.
There is no reason to attack Dongjue.
Dongjue Khan asked Al Yunduo to follow him, but he did not explain his intention to get married. He just thought that if he fell in the eyes of any royal family member, it would be logical for him to ask the Kingdom of Jin to provide Dongjue with some beneficial policies.
, if the calculation fails, just think of it as coming to Kyoto for a long experience, isn't it the best of both worlds?
After thinking about it, Chu Miaoer fell asleep.
"Stop the sedan, stop the sedan!"
The voice was like a crisp bell, crisp and loud. She suddenly woke up and subconsciously looked up at Fu Yunqi, but he was also confused at the moment. He didn't know what this bold princess wanted to do. When Al Yun was there, at least
Even though she was showing off, she had to be more restrained. So they both turned around at the same time and looked out through the bamboo curtain.
I saw the sedan in front of me hurriedly pulled over, and the accompanying maid rushed forward to place a footstool, but Al Yunduo just looked down in disgust, and landed on the ground with a tap of her toes.
Seeing her walking towards him, Chu Miaoer felt helpless and shook his head with a wry smile: "This Princess Yunduo is indeed a child of the grassland. She is so energetic. Compared with her, I doubt whether I am too old."
I can’t walk anymore.”
Al Yunduo took three steps and two steps, and was in front of them in an instant. When the bamboo curtain was opened with a "swish" sound, Chu Miaoer was a little angry. He was about to scold her, but when he saw her bright smiling face, he suddenly had nothing to do.
, the mood can be regarded as ups and downs.
"Sister Princess, let's go shopping." Seeing that she didn't respond, Al Yunduo stretched out his hand to pull her, but was blocked by Fu Yunqi.
Seeing that although there was a smile on his face, his eyes were so cold that it made people tremble. For fear of a conflict between the two of them, Chu Miaoer quickly smiled and took Al Yunduo's hand, took her out of the sedan, and walked along slowly together.
Walking through the market.
Seeing her looking at this stall for a while, and then going to that stall for a while, the surprised smile on her face has not disappeared since she got off the sedan chair. I guess Dongjue didn't have these things, and Chu Miaoer also felt that this princess was very
It's interesting.
"Ba Ba -" a loud trumpet sounded, and then someone started shouting, "We are selling chestnut flour cake - fragrant and glutinous chestnut flour cake -"
Al Yunduo was immediately attracted by the shouts of the vendors. Dongjue Market was full of people shouting about cows and sheep. Who had ever heard of anyone selling snacks on the street?
When the hawker saw someone coming, he immediately handed her half a piece of chestnut flour cake with a smile, patted his chest and said, "Young lady, you can tell she is not a local. You must try this chestnut flour cake. I guarantee that she will want to eat it again!"
"
Chu Miao'er, who was following her, took a look. Although the stall was simple and made of only wooden boards, fortunately, the vendor arranged the chestnut flour cakes neatly and looked pretty. As he approached,
You can also vaguely smell some pine nuts, so I guess this vendor is very conscientious about the ingredients he uses.
After hearing this, Al Yunduo unceremoniously picked up the half piece of chestnut flour cake and stuffed it into his mouth. While wrapping it in his mouth, he turned around and nodded vigorously to Chu Miaoer with a look of surprise.
"Brother, help me pack two boxes, no, take ten boxes," Al Yunduo said inarticulately, looking at Chu Miaoer and bending his eyes, "Two boxes per person."
She made Chu Miao'er laugh like this. Although the chestnut flour cake tastes sweet, eating too much can easily cause abdominal distension. Besides, no one buys things like this. So she persuaded with a smile: "Just bring a box back to your brother."
Yes, they are all available in Kyoto, so you don’t need to buy so much.”
"Then I'll give it to you," Al Yunduo glanced sideways at Fu Yunqi behind him and said, "I'll bring you two boxes."
The vendor looked left and then again, holding the oil paper at a loss.
"Five boxes!"
"Great! -" After the vendor got the order, he started packing with a smile. He packed everything in a few strokes as fast as lightning, and handed it to Al Yunduo with a smile on his face, "Here, girl, pick it up."
"Yeah."
The glow in the sky gradually faded away, and there was still a trace of afterglow. Al Yunduo lowered his head and stepped on the light and shadow cast by the sparse branches and leaves. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the white peach following behind him. At this time, he was holding five boxes full of them.
Chestnut flour cake, I felt regretful and embarrassed, how could I leave my money bag in the post house.
"Thank you so much, princess, sister," she said in a low voice.
"Princess Yunduo, you must not call me 'sister'." Chu Miaoer reminded her in a low voice when there were few people around.
"Why?" Hearing this, Al Yunduo raised his head, his thick eyelashes fluttering, with confusion in his eyes, "In Dongjue, the elders should be called 'sister'. Is there anything wrong with that?"
Chu Miaoer looked at her with a smile, and her clear eyes were also smiling: "Kyoto is better than Dongjue. You are the daughter of Dongjue Khan, and you are a princess, while I am just a princess. In terms of status,
I should call you 'Her Royal Highness'. Under certain circumstances, I have to obey your orders, but you must never call me 'Sister'."
She said this because she was afraid that one day, Al Yunduo would become a woman in the harem. After all, in Xiangfu Palace today, Fu Deyou had already indicated that he wanted to see her dance. Apart from him, what other king would be interested in other countries?
The princess made such an obscene request? The eagerness in his eyes was almost the same as when he looked at Chu Xianxue before.
"Can I give you orders?!" Al Yunduo covered his mouth in surprise, "Really?"
"Pfft——"
Chu Miaoer and Al Yunduo looked back at the same time, and saw Baitao covering her mouth quickly, her round face turning red.
"Can I still lie to you?" Chu Miao'er looked at her funny and asked, "May I ask what Princess Yun Duo has to say?"
Her clever eyes kept chattering, and she glanced at Fu Yunqi, who was chatting with Tingfeng. Suddenly she smiled slyly and said, "Yunduo doesn't dare to give orders to the princess."
Hearing that she still didn't dare to change her words, Chu Miaoer sighed in her heart and didn't bother to emphasize it any more. She was just a foreign princess now. She could call her whatever she wanted. She wouldn't be at a disadvantage.
I wanted to send Al Yunduo back to the post house, but as soon as I walked to the official road in front of the Fourth Prince's Palace, the guard guarding the door rushed out and said, "Princess, you are finally back." It sounded like you had been waiting for a long time.
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"Why are you in such a hurry?" Fu Yunqi took a step forward and asked in a deep voice. He had always been lenient with the servants in his house and had never set any strict rules. Unexpectedly, he became more and more rude and stopped people on the street.
The guard saw that his prince looked unhappy and knew that he had gone beyond the rules, so he immediately bent down and replied: "Your Majesty, a woman has come from outside the palace, saying she is here to see the princess."
"But she has a pretty face and speaks cheerfully?" Chu Miao'er naturally thought of Yang Jinxi. It has been three days since Miss Yang San's letter came. She has not shown up yet, and she has not sent a letter. I don't know if it was sent out in the middle.
What happened.
What she said really embarrassed the guards. There were so many beautiful people in the world who spoke so cheerfully. I didn't even say a few words to her, so I didn't know if she was cheerful or not.
"My servant saw that her appearance is quite decent, but," the guard scratched his head and continued with a dry smile, "I asked her to bring out a token to prove her identity, but she couldn't bring out anything, and there was someone in the carriage watching.
She's hanging on for her life, she looks like she's about to die, and I don't dare to let her in."
Seeing that he couldn't say anything, Chu Miaoer turned to Fu Yunqi and said, "Your Majesty, please send someone to take Princess Yunduo back to the post house. I guess he is talking about Miss Yang San."
"Tingfeng——" Fu Yunqi nodded, and then called in a low voice, "Send Princess Yunduo——"
"No!" Al Yunduo suddenly interrupted him and said with a smile, "Can I go and see it together?"
Chu Miao'er and Fu Yunqi looked at each other and nodded. It was not a shameful thing anyway. Since she had spoken, there was no harm in taking her with her.
After walking through the pipeline, crossing the alley, and walking quickly, we finally arrived at the gate of the Fourth Prince's Mansion. There was a somewhat dilapidated carriage parked in front of the door. Chu Miao'er was stunned, glanced at Fu Yunchi, and hurried forward.
Isn't this Yang Jinxi? I saw her leaning against the edge of the door, breathing evenly and long, and she even slept soundly in the carriage. But when Chu Miaoer came closer and took a closer look, she saw that although she was also wearing a brocade skirt,
But without touching it with her hands, she could tell how cheap the fabric was just by looking at it. How could the dignified head of the Yang Mansion in Xiling wear such a cheap thing? She glanced up and down, and there was no hairpin on her head, no jade bracelets on her wrists, and even
The earlobes are all clean.
Chu Miaoer was shocked. Could it be that he had met a gangster?
"Is that her?" Al Yunduo stood behind her at some point, stretched out his head to smell it, then frowned and took half a step back, not hiding the disgust on his face.