On a warm afternoon, the sun penetrated into the woods and fell on every corner of the forest like broken gold. This day was the day when Yue Daiyuan, the youngest princess of the Moon Clan, returned to the Moon Clan.
A gentle, generous, sweet, elegant girl with an aristocratic look on her brows, accompanied by a guard, slowly walked on the street outside the forest. This guard was none other than the one who saved the girl on the execution ground.
Under Princess Yuehua, he has grown from a young boy into a handsome man.
What remains unchanged is her eyes as clear as streams and teeth as bright as the bright moon. The panic in her eyes has now turned into surprise. After eight years of seeing her, the little girl she once was has now turned into a beautiful and charming girl.
"Am I wearing the wrong clothes? You keep staring at me." Dai Yuan asked Yue Hua.
Yuehua was fascinated by what she saw and was asked by Dai Yuan.
"Ah." Yue Hua finally woke up from the shock, "Her Highness the Princess is too, too beautiful, more beautiful than the other princesses. This subordinate offended me, please punish me."
Zhuang Qianqian felt so proud. This was the first time a man looked at her and made her distracted. Although it was not her own, it was still good to satisfy her vanity.
This Princess Daiyuan belongs to Zhuang Qianqian except for her face and body. In those years, before she was taken to prison, she had been forced to take poison and had long since become an unjust ghost. Only this body was preserved. Unexpectedly, by mistake,
It was a mistake, but Zhuang Qianqian was fulfilled.
"From now on, I will be your Royal Highness's servant. I will be at your disposal." Yue Hua added. Yue Hua was specially allocated to her by Her Majesty the Queen.
Not far away, I saw Her Majesty the Queen's luxurious carriage and the men surrounding her. Could it be that Her Majesty the Queen likes to carry her harem with her everywhere?
Dai Yuan walked gently to the carriage, raised her skirt, lowered her brows, and saluted Her Majesty the Queen. Her actions showed the most standardized royal etiquette and royal demeanor. In the past eight years, she has learned too much from Senior Yao.
Much, too much.
"Dai Yuan sends greetings to Her Majesty the Queen." A clear voice like silver bells echoed in front of the carriage.
I saw an extremely graceful and luxurious woman raising the curtains of the car. The golden crown on her temples represented the inviolable royal power.
"Yuan'er, go home." The queen only said one sentence, then lowered the curtain and returned to the palace.