"Mother, you don't understand that it's impossible at all, in that case, you can tell the truth, why coax me?" Staring at the whitewashed wall, she murmured stupidly, and two tears quietly slipped down the corners of her eyes.

It's not that she doesn't accept her fate, she just feels distressed. As long as the mother concubine who felt sorry for her was touched by the love word, she was deceiving herself from beginning to end.

For dozens of days, the huge team advanced westward at a very slow pace, and finally came to the outer frontier of the desert.

Since the second night of the wedding, Zhao Qingqian's husband has never entered her room again.

But the farther she went, the more opportunities there were for the horse team to camp, and her sleeping tent was always far away from his, even if it was no longer far from the car.

From afar, she could always see him, and at the same time she saw the girl named Asena, who followed him and served him with a look of affection.

"It's so unbelievable!" Lingge threw down the curtain and muttered with a puffed face as if she was sulking with someone.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Qingqian turned around and asked her, he already had a score in his heart.

"It's not that girl, whatever, people are sticking to the pony before and after! Who does she think she is? Could it be that she wants to be a princess?! Lingge was angry.

Zhao Qingqian was stunned for a long time, and when Lingge saw that she didn't react, he pressed down and said, "Princess, haven't you always envied Princess Hede's love in the past?" ”

Zhao Qingqian raised his head, "What do you mean?" ”

"If the colt doesn't come to you, you can go to him!"

"You want me to go to his sleeping tent and find him?" Zhao Qingqian asked Lingge in a daze.

"Yes! Anyway, you've already become relatives and slept all night, what's not to do? "The spiritual song is very authentic.

Thinking of that night, Zhao Qingqian's face flushed slightly.

"Princess, if you don't take the initiative, will you have to respect the horse like ice for the rest of your life?" Lingge is anxious for his master.

"I..." Zhao Qingqian lowered her head, staring at her fingers, until Lingge was no longer impatient, and she said faintly, "I'll go see him." After a pause, she finally made a decision in her mind.

"Really? Tonight? Lingge was overjoyed when he heard it. People say: Women chase men in the veil, as long as the princess can take the initiative, the horse's anger will disappear sooner or later.

"Hmm." Zhao Qingqian replied, frowning slightly.

"That's great! After dinner, I'll dress up for you, so that the girl can understand who is the princess! ”

Zhao Qingqian didn't reply again. She knew that Lingge was faithful, but she, like her mother, thought things too simply.

In the evening, after serving Zhao Qingqian for dinner, Lingge carefully dressed up for his master. Zhao Qingqian sat in front of the mirror like a wooden doll and didn't move, letting Lingge spray powder and rouge for her.

Her heavy heart was not the slightest bit of a bride's enthusiastic reaction compared to the positive spirit song, but the wishful thinking spirit song obviously did not understand.

After putting on makeup and changing into the most beautiful splendid peony uniform, Lingge followed her over a whole row of sleeping tents, and in the whispers of everyone, under their curious and suspicious eyes, she finally came to the king of Zhenxi's royal tent.

"Is there something wrong? Princess? Azanna stopped before the king's tent, and with a basin of water in her hand, she was about to open the curtain and go in.

"What? Do I have to report something to you? Lingsong's chest heaved and his voice was stern.

Asena's face changed, and she quickly narrowed her eyes and squirmed her mouth as if she wanted to say something.

"Asena, get out of the way!" The steward's thick voice stopped Asena before she could speak. From the time Zhao Qingqian dressed up to sleep in the tent, the housekeeper Lao Wang has been following her. Because he wanted to find out, what did this woman who didn't want to do wanted to do?

"Stewardship." Asena's mouth finally spat out two words, but her eyes looked at the steward Lao Wang with obvious unruliness.

"Get out of the way, Athena." The steward Lao Wang said again.

Seeing that someone was supporting, Lingge proudly raised his head in front of Asena and urged Zhao Qingqian at the same time. "Come in, princess, don't you have something to say to your colt?" She said deliberately ambiguously.

Zhao Qingqian didn't understand Lingge's thoughts, so he could only smile bitterly in his heart.

Before entering the king's tent, Zhao Qingqian couldn't help but glance back at Asena. She saw the cool breeze outside the plug blowing through Asena's hair, and under the strong wind, the thin threads of silk fluttered across Asena's expressionless face.

"Who let you in!" The curtain rose and fell, and the man's low and stern voice startled Zhao Qingqian suddenly.

"I... I have something to say to you. Looking up at him with an expressionless face, I don't understand why I always feel weak in front of him.

"What else do I have to say to you?" Nangong Yun pursed his lips, asked coldly with sarcasm.

Is it because of a debt?

"I want to." Taking a deep breath, Zhao Qingqian finally mustered up the courage to say the words that had been in her heart for a long time in these days, "I want to be honest with you. ”

Nangong Yun raised his eyebrows and sneered, sneering at the word "truth".

Gathering her courage again, she continued in a trembling voice, "As you say, I do... It's really not the eldest sister, Princess Hede. ”

The reason why she confessed was because she understood that from beginning to end, she and her mother were just deceiving themselves. Because he already knew that she was not Zhao Shuying, and it was just a joke to disguise it, not to mention that it was not fair to him. So she decided to confess, at least her conscience wouldn't be so upset.

"Finally willing to tell the truth! I'm still wondering when your play will be performed, will you be tired? He mocked, his words sharp and cold.

Zhao Qingqian lowered her face, and she was almost numb to his ridicule.

"I can only say I'm sorry for this whole thing," she said calmly, "but it's all because the eldest sister is already married, how can she marry you again?" ”

At first glance, when she told the truth, Nangong Yun's face flashed with a blank look, and then it was replaced by anger. He stared at Zhao Qingqian coldly, and there was a flame of resentment in his dark black eyes.

She loved Mulan like that at the beginning, but she only had Huo Qubing in her heart, and even Chu Jinmo couldn't tolerate it, let alone him? Finally, after so many years, I let go of this relationship.

When he met Zhao Shuying, he suddenly felt that she looked so similar to Mu Lan. So he gave her all his heart, but he didn't expect it!

"Shut up!" He yelled at her fiercely, not only did his huge palm clench into a fist, but even the green tendons on his forehead jumped out.

Zhao Qingqian grabbed the placket on his chest and took two steps back in fright, his vicious expression frightened her.

"Although, although it may be cruel, it is a fact, and you have to accept it." Even though she was scared, she still finished speaking.

Nangong Yun glared at her, her deep eyes slowly narrowed, and her thick palm twisted out a tangled ball of green tendons even harder.

"Accept?" After a while, he finally spoke, his voice was rough and almost hoarse, "I don't accept it, it's none of your business at all!" "Hard ice beads, throw them back to Zhao Qingqian word by word!

She choked and looked at him with big misty eyes, "I didn't mean that, I just hope, I hope you can think about it." ”

"I said," he grinned, but his cold eyes didn't show the slightest hint of a smile, "it's none of your business. ”

She lowered her face and nodded weakly, "I know, you hate me, you are angry with me, and even hate me, but I can't help myself." Raising her face, she said sincerely: "But it doesn't matter if you hate me, anger me, or hate me, there are some things I still have to explain." ”

She clenched her little fist in her heart and clenched it quietly, paused, and then continued: "I already admitted just now that I am not the eldest sister, and I am not the person you want to marry." So," she said in a deep breath and faintly, "So, I think you deserve your freedom." ”

"What do you mean?" Nangong Yun asked expressionlessly.

"I mean, you can ignore my thoughts when our marriage contract doesn't exist, when I'm invisible, whether you want to take a concubine or whatever." She finished her words with effort and earnestness.

Nangong Yun's handsome eyelid hole twitched, and a cold light of mockery swept through his eyes. "You're here to tell me this?" He glared at her mockingly.

"Yes." She nodded sincerely.

Nangong Yun suddenly pursed his lips and let out a contemptuous sneer, "Have I admitted that we have a marriage contract?" Besides, I can't accept the side concubine, but I haven't considered your thoughts. Glaring at her, he said expressionlessly.

Zhao Qingqian was stunned, he never expected that this was his answer, so ruthless and cold.

"Forget it!" Seeing her expression of wanting to cry or not, Nangong Yun suddenly changed her attitude.

"What?" didn't understand what he meant, Zhao Qingqian looked at him in a daze.

"I mean," he said lazily after a pause, "you don't have to feel guilty, and I'm not going to blame anyone for this matter." Looking at her coldly, a treacherous light flashed under his cold eyes.

The reason why I like Zhao Shuying is because I am attracted by her innocent and straightforward character, in contrast, the appearance of the little rabbit in front of him only arouses his disgust.

Zhao Qingqian's eyes widened, because of his words, her mood that had fallen to the bottom was reinvigorated.

"You really don't blame me?" She asked stupidly, stupidly.

"It's useless to blame you." Nangong Yunyun said lightly, he really didn't seem to be the same thing.

"But aren't you angry that I deceived you like that, and lied in front of my father?" Nervously, she pressed him again.

"I don't blame you, you don't have to ask a second time!"

"Oh." With a red face, Zhao Qingqian lowered his head, "It's good if you don't blame me." ”

"However," when she raised her face, Nangong Yun continued: "Regarding the matter of marrying a side concubine, I haven't thought about it so much at the moment, so you don't have to worry." ”