He wanted to scream, he wanted to vent, he wanted to shout the helplessness in his heart to everyone. But he couldn't. He's not a reckless man, he doesn't have that kind of qualifications, he doesn't have that kind of identity. He is the crown prince of a country, and he is the future prince of Nanyue, so he can only kneel on the hall where hundreds of officials gather, and personally beg his father for permission to marry the princess of the enemy country. For the sake of the identity of the woman he had never met, he had to give up his eldest son's biological mother.

He had failed Bo Ji, and he had betrayed her trust and the promises he had given her. He didn't have the face to see her.

The hundred officials dispersed like a tide, and it is estimated that none of them really cared about and cared about the beginning and meaning behind this peace. Defeat is a haze that hangs over everyone's heart. They are blind, panicked, but helpless.

The news of the prince's request to marry Princess Beizhao is like putting a live fish into a pool of stagnant water, no one cares about the final fate of the fish, whether it can live, whether it can change this desperate fate, but the live fish stirred up the stagnant water into ripples, and the unquiet ripples brought hope to the courtiers, so they retreated numbly and waited passively.

The crown prince stood in place with his head bowed until the king of Nanyue also left the main hall. There was a tacit understanding between their father and son, and neither of them mentioned Bo Ji in this rare moment of peace. But the crown prince understood that his father had let Bo Ji go for the time being. He just didn't think that he was still too wishful thinking in this matter.

The sound of small and gentle footsteps from the side of the hall, from far and near. He looked up in amazement, but it was the pale-faced Bo Ji slowly coming. It turned out that she was in the corner of this great hall, and was arranged there by his father, and heard all his requests with his own ears.

His heart suddenly ached, and he couldn't do anything other than watch her approach step by step.

She held out her hand to him softly, "Your Highness, let's go back." ”

It's all just his fantasy. Bo Ji passed by him and didn't say a word to him. He was a little flustered, stretched out his hand and hurriedly grabbed her hand, she didn't struggle, stopped with the force of his hand, but there was no response, and her palm was extremely cold.

"Ah Yan ......"

She didn't respond, as if she hadn't heard. She didn't look at him anymore and didn't say a word to him. He didn't know how to explain it, so he let go of his hand with great difficulty, and watched her walk forward by herself again, slowly, with small steps, and finally disappeared from his eyes.

*****

"Ming Yuan? Ming Yuan? ”

This man called his name softly, it was so good, like the former Bo Ji.

He came back to his senses and looked at the woman in front of him who was staring at him with wide eyes, "What? ”

"Whatever!" Qingyi said angrily: "I asked why you know what two words my name is?" ”

He smiled slightly, with a hint of unknown bitterness, "The name of Princess Qingyi of Beizhao, who doesn't know who doesn't know?" ”

Qingyi was a little surprised when she heard this, and she stammered, "How do you know?" ”

He flipped the back of his hand, revealing a thing lying in his palm, which was a placket collar buckle, "This kind of thing is exclusive to the palace guards, just when you were in danger, the two people who protected you by your side, one of them fell from it." ”

He was right, but how could someone of ordinary status know so much about such a thing in the palace? Qingyi looked at him suspiciously, "Ming Yuan, who are you?" ”

Who the hell is he? He smiled bitterly in his heart, and he wanted to tell her that he was the alien she said she would rather run away from home than marry. But the facts in front of him are something he can't say anyway.

Today's encounter was not an accident at all, it was the result of their careful planning and calculation.

From the moment he submitted the peace document to the king of Northern Zhao and stated that he wanted to marry Princess Qingyi, the South Vietnamese missions began to be busy in the cracks of the camp in Northern Zhao. A country is very large, there are many people in the country, such as five fingers are long and short, such as good seedlings and bad grass, as long as you have the heart to dig, you can always find someone who can be used for you. Especially those who can be won over by spending some money, sending some things and women, it is even more reassuring.

There is news from those who can use it that the king of Beizhao actually has no objection to the marriage between the two countries, but the link of Princess Qingyi is a little difficult. This princess is usually dignified, so it is also surprising that she cried with the monarch of Beizhao because of this marriage.

Someone sent news this morning, saying that Princess Qingyi had left the palace and had not brought anyone with her except for the two guards who were close to her. The advisors in the mission advised him that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and if he could grasp this opportunity, His Highness would definitely be able to hold the faint words of beauty.

He listened to the opening and closing of their mouths, and he only felt that this scene was funny and ridiculous. He never wanted to hug any beauty, if this Qingyi princess didn't want to marry him at all, why did he force it?

It is undeniable that he is still secretly thinking in his heart, if it is really Princess Beizhao who does not allow marriage, this marriage will fall through and return to South Vietnam, it is expected that his father will have no reason to blame Bo Ji for the fault, right?

What I think in my heart is just what I think in my heart after all, so many people on this trip are all to promote the marriage between the two countries, and he is the only one who is looking forward to it, what is the use? He is the crown prince of South Vietnam, and there is too much helplessness. Just as he despised the lame heroic rescue arranged by the strategists so much, he still had to go into battle in person, pretending to be the big hero who saved her and stealing a piece of her heart.

Everything in front of him was so smooth, and the naïve Princess Beizhao really thought he was a lifesaver. The affection flickering in her eyes was so obvious, and he was not a young and ignorant teenager, how could he not know?

All the development went as the strategists had envisioned, but he felt more despicable than ever. Even he felt that the Qingyi princess in front of him was very pitiful, as pitiful as him, they were all pawns at the mercy of fate, and they were sympathetic to each other, so he had a complicated feeling similar to sympathy for her.

She asked him who he was. From the moment he revealed the secret of the placket button, he knew she would ask. He remembered what she had said. Yes, marriage is not a panacea, and it is impossible to erase the old rifts and grievances between the two countries. Those who are learned do not want to make progress, but only want to marry; Those who have physical strength are not motivated, but only hope to get married.

The rise and fall of the country is pinned on the pillow whispers of the princess of this country and the prince of the other country, which is really mixed, absurd and ridiculous.

She wasn't wrong at all.

He lifted up his eyes and looked into the distance, where he could not see at the end of the sky, which was his mother country, his homeland. And at this moment, he is deceiving the feelings of an innocent girl on the land of an enemy country, which is really disgusting to think about.

He coughed slightly, and then said, "I accompanied my son-in-law to ask to marry Princess Beizhao." ”