After this bandit turmoil, the rest of the journey could not have been smoother. Especially after passing through Jinzhou and entering Xiqin, it has been calm since then. The only thing that is not very calm is that Feng Xiao's injuries have been going back and forth until he is close to Xijing, and he can be regarded as really improving.

Obviously, Feng Xiao was very important in Western Qin, and he was quite prestigious and loved among these soldiers. Along the way, whether Zhou Qingqing was sitting in the carriage or lying in the camp tent, he could always hear the soldiers of the Western Qin, expressing their concern about General Feng's injury, and even at night, these soldiers would pray to the moon for blessings, and their piety was touching. So she, the princess of Southern Zhou, who was saved by Feng Xiao with her life, but only symbolically visited him two or three times, was lined with indifference and coldness.

Although the Heqin army broke dozens of soldiers halfway, there were still more than 200 people left. It is just right for Zhou Qingqing, the princess of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, and Feng Xiao, the deputy general of the Western Qin, whether they are on the way or camping and resting, they can be separated by a distance where you can't see me, and I can't see you. This is really good for Zhou Qingqing, the girlish feelings that were inexplicably born before have faded as Xijing approached.

As the daughter of the Southern Zhou royal family who has been educated in the Three Guidelines, Five Constants, Three Virtues, and Four Virtues, Zhou Qingqing does not like her strange feelings for strangers. Although this blind marriage and dumb marriage is not what she yearns for, and she doesn't know what kind of man Qin Zhen, the martial king who is waiting for her, she understands that this harmony is the rest of her life.

After the summer, the team finally arrived in Xijing. Jinling, which is the same capital, Xijing and Zhou Qingqing have lived for 16 years, there are really some similarities, the same traffic, shops are lined up, and there are also all kinds of wine shops.

However, it is very different from the Southern Zhou Dynasty that when this mighty contingent of relatives was welcomed into the city by the royal army that had been waiting outside the city gate for a long time by the Western Qin, the lively people on both sides of the street were diametrically opposed to the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

At the beginning, Zhou Qingqing left Jinling to marry and marry, and the people of the Southern Zhou Dynasty regarded him as a heroine and a savior of the Southern Zhou Dynasty. It is throwing melons and fruits, and singing loudly, it is estimated that in many people's homes, the name of Princess Changning has been enshrined, and incense is burned every day to worship.

And the people of Xijing saw the Southern Zhou and the princess enter the city, although they looked as excited as the people of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, but they had nothing to do with joy, because their excitement was because of anger.

At the beginning, Western Qin chose to negotiate peace with the Southern Zhou Dynasty, and the fact that there was no need to fight anymore was naturally a good thing for the people of Western Qin. But their invincible God of War Martial King Qin Zhen sacrificed himself and his relatives, but married the daughter of the king of Dingxi County of the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

For the people of Western Qin, the king of Dingxi County is the king of Yama who kills people without blinking, and the people on both sides of Xijing Long Street, how many of their fathers, uncles and brothers have never returned to the territory, and how many have become the souls of Zhou Hao's army. The king of Dingxi was the enemy of Western Qin's hatred, and even if many years passed, it could not change this fact.

Zhou Qingqing left Jinling to harvest delicious melons and fruits and praise, and when she came to Xijing, she was greeted by rotten vegetable gangs and abuse. The quasi-princess of King Wu of Western Qin, who was sitting in the car, and her own maid Bihe, were relatively speechless with wooden faces.

Of course, this is just an insignificant episode, even if the daughter of the king of Dingxi County is not popular, but Zhou Qingqing is about to become the princess of King Wu, which is a fact that no one can change, not to mention the light-spoken ordinary people of Xiqin, Zhou Qingqing has nothing to worry about.

On the day of arrival in Xijing, the Western Qin Imperial Palace held a very high-standard dust washing banquet for this friendly team, and the Western Qin Emperor Qin Yu personally feasted the guests.

As for Zhou Qingqing's quasi-husband, because he was patrolling the border, he didn't have time to rush back to Xijing. Naturally, he didn't appear at the dust washing banquet, and met him for the first time with the prospective princess, who had traveled for four months and was devastated by the fatigue of the boat.

Qin Yu, the emperor of the Western Qin Dynasty, is more than 30 years old, tall and big, with a square face and beard, and his voice is like a bell, which is very majestic. When Zhou Qingqing saw him, he could almost imagine what his mother's younger brother, that is, his own husband-to-be, looked like.

As a girl from the Southern Zhou Dynasty who has been immersed in Jinling's elegant culture for 16 years, if she says that she has no resistance to marrying such a father-in-law, Zhou Qingqing herself can't deceive herself. Especially when he saw Feng Xiao, who was sitting diagonally opposite him in the banquet hall, he felt a little sad about being born at an untimely time.

After the dust washing banquet, Zhou Qingqing and his party were arranged to stay in the Xingluo Palace of the Western Qin royal family. Xingluo Palace is located outside the imperial palace, which is a palace specially received by distinguished guests from all over the world in Western Qin, with a beautiful environment, comfortable and elegant.

Although three days later, it was the wedding day, but perhaps after four months of sleeping in the open air, Zhou Qingqing was physically and mentally exhausted, except for some cowardly resistance, Zhou Qingqing did not have too much anxiety, and when he arrived at this beautiful Starfall Palace, he slept for two days regardless of it.

On the third day, Zhou Qingqing really slept enough, but the consequence of her rejuvenating spirit was that she was going to get married the next day, and she finally began to feel anxious.

In the evening, Feng Xiao, who had not seen him for a few days, appeared in front of Zhou Qingqing of the Starfall Palace, and he brought a box of rouge gouache: "This is specially prepared by the prince for the princess." ”

Zhou Qingqing looked at the exquisitely carved ochre mahogany box, and was a little funny that the bearded and reckless man still had this thought. She took the box and asked with a smile, "Is the prince back?" ”

Feng Xiao nodded: "The prince said that according to the customs of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, it is not appropriate for newlyweds to meet before marriage, so he didn't come to see you." He paused, and then said, "The princess is going to marry into the palace tomorrow, I don't know if there is anything I want to convey to the prince?" ”

Wang fu? Zhou Qingqing was slightly stunned. Oh, yes! Tomorrow, she will enter a strange palace in this foreign land, whether it will be a comfortable gold and silver nest or a boring and cold cage, she does not know. She only knows her Zhou Qingqing's life, and there is no other possibility from now on.

Although, after living for sixteen years, she doesn't know what kind of possibilities she wants.

Feng Xiao saw her stunned expression, frowned, and asked tentatively, "What's wrong with the princess?" ”

Zhou Qingqing came back to his senses and shook his head with a smile: "It's okay." ”

Feng Xiao also smiled slightly, and said: "If the princess has nothing else to do, she will leave in the future, the princess will rest early, and I am afraid that there will be some cumbersome etiquette to toss people tomorrow." ”

Zhou Qingqing said: "General Feng walks slowly. ”

Feng Xiao clenched his fists, took two steps back and turned to leave, walked to the threshold, and was slightly stunned in place, but did not turn his head, and after a while, he finally took another step.

Zhou Qingqing sat on a chair in the hall, looked at the gouache box in his hand, opened it, smelled the refreshing aroma coming out, smiled and closed the box.

"Ah Jin!" She called.

Nie Jin, who didn't know where to be a shadow, suddenly appeared: "Miss, is there something?" ”

Zhou Qingqing said: "It's still early, I want to go out for a walk." ”

"But......" Nie Jin hesitated.

Zhou Qingqing waved his hand: "I don't know if there are many rules in the Martial Palace, what if it is not good to come out casually after entering?" I just want to take advantage of the palace to see what Xijing Street is like before entering the palace. You don't have to worry about coming with me. She paused, then said as if she had thought of something, "Go and help me get a men's suit." ”

When Nie Jin heard him say this, he didn't stop him anymore, and quickly ran to General Chen's side and took a set of clothes from a small man. Zhou Qingqing didn't pick it either, no matter that the clothes still smelled of sweat, he quickly changed them on, and together with Nie Jin, he avoided the Xiqin guards in the Starfall Palace and quietly slipped out.

The bustle and prosperity of Xijing at night is not inferior to that of Jinling, with sparkling cars and horses, pedestrians weaving, houses on both sides of the main street lined up one after another, tea shops and wine shops crowded with people, street stalls have everything, and the shouts of the vendors are intertwined, as if composing a tune.

Zhou Qingqing was attracted by this long-lost scene, especially when he saw the occasional blue-eyed bearded vendor leading by in the street, or the black-skinned Kunlun slave sold by his master, which was even more novel. The sorrow of tomorrow's wedding vanished, and she shuttled through the crowded streets like a fish out of the cage like a fish in the sea, her steps became brisk, and her whole person became happy.

Nie Jin hadn't seen his young lady so happy for a long time, he was relieved and emotional, and he followed her firmly, afraid that she would get lost.

Zhou Qingqing looked left and right, and suddenly saw a few meters in front of him, many people gathered around a small stall, as if they were playing some game, and sometimes some people cheered.

She curiously squeezed in, and it turned out that someone was competing to play throwing knives. At this time, the man standing in the center was throwing the small flying knife, very tall and straight, dressed in black, with a bearded face, and he couldn't see his original appearance, only his eyes were shining in the dark, like a twinkling star in the night sky, and his eyes were smiling slightly, with a hint of arrogance and cynicism.

Even Zhou Qingqing, who just stepped forward to watch the excitement, was slightly attracted by his eyes, and felt that this bearded passerby was inexplicably a little domineering.

The man threw very accurately, and the knife was in the bull's-eye, no wonder he had just heard the cheers.

After throwing a few flying knives in the man's hand, the owner of the stall obviously lost completely, and said with a smile: "This brother is good at kung fu, and he is willing to gamble and lose, since you don't want silver, as long as you target me, you can take these targets." ”

The man raised an eyebrow and did not speak, just waiting for his move.

Zhou Qingqing, who was watching, said in his heart, this person finished the flying knife with the same person, and he didn't want silver but only the target. She opened her eyes and looked curiously at the target three feet ahead.

It's okay not to look at it, but she almost didn't catch her breath this time.

It turned out that this target was a portrait, and she didn't dare to compliment her painting skills, because she really couldn't get along with her handsome and dignified father, but the portrait was marked with two big characters of Zhou Hao, and she didn't know that her father let these Xiqin dealers make targets.

"Wait!" Seeing that the vendor was about to hand over the unused target on the ground to the black-clothed bearded man, Zhou Qingqing said loudly.