Chang Hao narrowed his eyes, and his face changed greatly, "Are you shallow?!" He frowned, the astonishment in his eyes outweighed disbelief.

"It's really you! Chang Hao! I didn't expect to meet you here! Hearing him call out his name, Zhao Qingqian smiled and pulled his sleeve unwillingly. Recalling the friendship of childhood, the tall, strange man in front of him no longer seems rusty.

"How could it be you! I thought it was Princess Hede who married into Wusun Kingdom, could it be that you accompanied Princess Hede to Wusun Kingdom? Chang Hao's brows did not stretch because of this unexpected reunion, but his handsome face was clouded.

Zhao Qingqian's excited expression suddenly disappeared, she lowered her face, and only shook her head lightly after a while. "No, Princess Hede is already married to the general Yan Liancheng, how can she marry again?" Her indirect denial is tantamount to explaining her own situation.

"What do you mean by that?" Chang Hao's expression suddenly became solemn, refusing to understand the extraneous sound in her words.

"I promised to marry my eldest sister on behalf of my eldest sister, so my father promised me to King Yunzhen of Nangong." She explained lightly.

"You agreed to such a thing?" Chang Hao's expression was calm and almost indifferent, but there was a clear excitement in the low resonance emanating from his chest.

I was invited to Wusun Country to participate in the bonfire conference, but I didn't expect to meet her, and when I first met Zhao Qingqian, she was only six years old. From the first moment they met, Chang Hao was fascinated by this little princess, not Zhao Shuying, the Hede princess who was as dazzling as a pearl and a treasure jade, and was loved by everyone.

Although Zhao Qingqian's willfulness is famous, Tong Chang Hao has always understood that her true temperament is frank and almost cute, and what is even more rare is that she grew up in the deep palace but never pretentious.

Although Zhao Qingqian is willful and rebellious at first glance, she is really sentimental, and will even cry and be sad for months because of the death of a kitten and puppy.

Zhao Qingqian's contradictory and fragile personality is very different from Zhao Shuying's intelligence and cleverness, Zhao Qingqian has been the shadow behind Zhao Shuying since he was a child, this is something everyone in the palace knows.

But Chang Hao knew very well in his heart that this was where he was infatuated with Zhao Qingqian, when he was obsessed with the six-year-old little boy who was obviously fragile and vulnerable, but he pretended to be strong, and this longing is still the same to this day, but there are deeper emotions quietly buried deep in his heart.

Back then, he voluntarily came to the desert to serve in the army, just to earn brilliant military exploits, and then ask the king to promise Zhao Qingqian, who he had been thinking about for a long time, to himself, but now it seems that all his calculations have turned into nothing at this moment.

"I," Zhao Qingqian wanted to explain, but found that he had nothing to say, so he could only turn his face away, and his heart was so weak that he didn't dare to look directly at Chang Hao's dark and aggressive deep eyes.

Chang Hao's expression became serious, the reunion turned out to be in such an embarrassing situation, his chest ached faintly, and he was even more cold.

"What? Chang Hao, why don't you go horseback riding and archery, what are you hiding here? Nangong Yun's voice came from behind the big tent. Seeing that Zhao Qingqian was also at the scene, he raised his eyebrows, and his eyes looked playful.

Nangong Yun's sudden appearance made Zhao Qingqian a little embarrassed, "You have something to say, I'll go down and find Lingge." ”

"No need, I have something to do soon." Chang Hao's gaze always stayed on Zhao Qingqian, and he didn't look at Nangong Yun at all.

"I'll come back to see you." He said to Zhao Qingqian, but his words were straight to Gongyun, and there was obvious provocation in his tone.

Zhao Qingqian stared blankly at the back of Chang Hao leaving, until Nangong Yun's voice woke her up. "So you're old flames?" He teased.

"What?" Zhao Qingqian looked back at his strange expression, and didn't understand what he meant for a while.

"Don't understand? Then I'll just put it more bluntly. I'll introduce you to my people at the bonfire in a moment, and you'll still have your place in the future, so it's best to remember not to lose measure. He reminded her coldly.

Zhao Qingqian finally understood what he meant, "You misunderstood, Chang Hao and I are just childhood acquaintances, between us..."

"You don't have to explain it to me," Nangong Yun's bright starry eyes flashed the only shadow, and after a pause, he continued, "I didn't misunderstand anything, let alone anything to misunderstand. I have no intention of interfering with you, just as you have made it clear that you will not interfere with me. It's just that you have to understand that after all, my status is special, and in Wusun, the chastity of my wife is very important to me! ”

"I know," Zhao Qingqian nodded seriously, "I know very well that there is really nothing between me and Chang Hao." ”

"Don't explain it to me." Interrupting her words, Nangong Yun continued: "I don't care about that, as long as I act in front of outsiders." He said nonchalantly, and suddenly leaned over to press her small body, "But I'm puzzled, why do you explain so seriously?" He asked, his slightly thin lips pursed into an evil arc.

Her cold face suddenly warmed up, her eyes stared at him in a daze, and his strong body wrapped in a dense shadow around her, suddenly making her realize her weakness.

"I just don't want you to get me wrong." The strange feeling made Zhao Qingqian breathless. She stared at his approaching face in a daze, and felt like her heart was beating so fast that she was almost dying.

"Misunderstanding?" He asked, his playful eyes staring at her flushed face, "What is the misunderstanding?" ”

She held her breath and continued, "I don't want you to misunderstand, after all, I'm your wife." Her voice grew quieter and quieter, and she was simply empty-hearted.

"Wife?" Nangong Yun sneered, and a feminine light flashed in his eyes, "Do you know what these two words mean?" ”

"Hmm!" Zhao Qingqian nodded, she was so serious, "I understand my identity, I haven't forgotten what you reminded me last time." ”

He raised his eyebrows, smiling, "I reminded you?" So you know what you're obliving? ”

She stared at him with wide eyes, not understanding what he meant by "obligation."

"When your mother asked you to pretend to be Princess Hede, didn't she make your obligations and responsibilities clear to you?"

She was dumbfounded, gasped as if she remembered something after a while, blushed, and then hurriedly lowered her head! Although she doesn't know how to deal with people, she is not stupid, not to mention that the mother did tell her what to do between husband and wife on the wedding night, and she is not really ignorant.

Seeing her jerky and awkward reaction, he laughed, "You're so cute!" ”

Hearing his comment, Zhao Qingqian's heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, although it didn't hurt, there was an indescribable soreness, "I'll go back to find Lingge." Making an excuse, she turned and left.

"If it were my wife, would you really think that you don't have anything to do and don't have to fulfill any obligations?" As he spoke, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

A body that had never been touched by a man suddenly had such a real, almost shocking contact. Almost instantly, she tried to pull her arm back with her backhand, but he grabbed her and even pinched her.

"What's wrong?" He hoarsely laughed out loud, and the handsome male face revealed a hint of teasing, and said evilly: "Not used to it? Or is it pretending to be reserved? ”

Looking into his dark lacquer eyes that seemed to be smiling, she was puzzled by the bad elements in his tone, "Chang Hao hasn't treated you like this?" He raised an eyebrow, dragging his words slowly and clearly.

Zhao Qingqian twisted his eyebrows, and his face was pale and forced out a crimson that was not white, "What did you say?" ”

Her hot, cold face finally turned red, and the temperature on his hand reminded them of the fact that their skin touched, and the meaning of his words made her tremble.

"Don't want to deny it, anyone can tell from the way Chang Hao stares at you that he likes you." His tone was so soft that it felt dangerous.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"Nonsense?" He scoffed, pulling her closer, "It seems that you don't quite understand that your beauty can provoke a man's desires." ”

The breath he sprayed on her face made her aware of the danger, and her face was almost on fire!

"Don't talk nonsense, I've known Chang Hao since I was a child, so I'm not what you said!" She pleaded.

Although his words seemed to be praising himself, because of the words he used, and the embarrassment that was almost close to his body, Zhao Qingqian felt that it was difficult to breathe.

"Knowing each other since childhood? So he has coveted you since he was a child and secretly fell in love with you? He taunted her wickedly and unscrupulously.

Zhao Qingqian's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that he would say such a thing. "You're crazy!"

"Flowers in the greenhouse," staring at her big frightened eyes, Nangong Yun smiled presumptuously, "It seems that you are probably really a princess, but you are not the one I want!" ”

His words reminded Zhao Qingqian, her slender body shrunk, and her originally flushed face suddenly lost its blood.

"I have already confessed to you that night, I am indeed not the eldest sister." She lowered her little face.

As if he remembered something, he suddenly asked, "By the way, I forgot to ask, since you are not Princess Hede, then who are you?" ”

Looking at him, Zhao Qingqian really couldn't confess, so he could only open his eyes and tell his identity. "My name is Zhao Qingqian, and I am the princess of the exquisite country." She lowered her eyes and said softly. Although she had already confessed, she still had the emptiness in her heart when she lied before.

"Princess Anxiety? Is that the princess who has no reputation except for willfulness? There was a hint of amusement in his calm tone.

Rumors are not just rumors, she does often try willfully to attract the attention of her father, so she cannot deny his doubts, and can only hang her head in silence.

"Sure enough, it's you." He lowered his voice, a deep voice that carried a hint of mockery.

"That's a rumor, I've been capricious since I married you, you know that." She hung her head, weakly arguing.