"You really misunderstood, I'm not worried, I really hope you can find your own happiness. Although my apparent leniency is actually selfish. It's because I'm afraid you'll divorce me, so I have to come to you myself. Her pale little face suddenly revealed a touch of loneliness.

Nangong Yun raised his eyebrows, "Since you don't care if I go to find another woman, then why are you afraid that I will divorce you?" ”

"Because..."Biting his lower lip, Zhao Qingqian hesitated whether to say it or not.

"Say!"

"Because... Because I'm afraid of losing face. "I made up a reason just to protect my mother. If she is divorced, her father will not be angry with herself, but she will blame her mother.

"No face?" He pouted, "That's a good answer." He said with a slight sneer. raised her eyebrows, and Nangong Yun was noncommittal about her answer.

"So you're not angry?" Raising her little face, she asked expectantly.

"I said, there's nothing to be angry about." He said.

"That's good." sighed, hearing that he was no longer angry with himself, Zhao Qingqian felt at ease for the first time in so many days.

"But I have to say it again, you can ignore my opinions and ideas in the future, and of course you don't have to fulfill your obligations as a husband and wife." She said with a blushing face.

Nangong Yun raised his eyebrows.

"I know you don't like me," Zhao Qingqian continued: "But you can't force yourself to like someone." So as long as nominally I am still your wife, in private you don't have to worry about me, and you are free to like anyone. ”

They owed him so much that she thought about it for days, and the only way she could make up for it was this way.

"I see, that means, I don't have to have sex with you, do I?" He grinned.

Zhao Qingqian gasped, not understanding whether he did it on purpose, and said it so plainly, "I mean, you don't have to force yourself." With her face down, she snorted.

"Reluctantly?" His dark gaze swept over her delicate blushing face and finally to her tender little mouth. "Not necessarily." He said intentionally or unintentionally.

Because of these words, Zhao Qingqian's face turned red again.

"It's getting late, so I won't bother you." Turning her face away, she hurriedly stepped back. Something suddenly came to mind, and she turned around. "Asena, she's beautiful." After hesitating for a moment, she said without a beginning or an end.

"What do you want to say?" Nangong Yun was still standing in place, indifferent to her coming and going.

"If you want her, don't scruple about it." Gently put down the thoughts that had been circulating in my heart for a few days, but I don't know why after the words came out, there was no sense of relief in my heart? Furrowing his brows, Zhao Qingqian skimmed the question that suddenly surfaced in his heart, opened the curtain and went out.

Lingge froze when he saw Zhao Qingqian return to the sleeping tent, "Princess, aren't you going to see the concubine?" How did you come back again? Is the colt still mad at you? Lingge pulled Zhao Qingqian's sleeve and asked a series of questions.

"Don't worry, I've made everything I need to say." Zhao Qing said lightly.

"What should I say?" Lingge was stunned.

"I've thought about it, I have no reason to lie to him and tie him up, he's not a fool, it's not okay for me to be so selfish."

"Princess, what are you talking about? You're not going to tell the pony all the details, are you? ”

"Hmm." Zhao Qingqian did not deny it.

"What! Did you really tell the colt? Lingge was so anxious that he stomped his feet, but he was helpless. Princess, what a little fool you are! Aren't you hurting yourself even more by doing this? Now Lingge can't care about describing her innocent and simple master like this, isn't it a damn crime!

"No, he's not angry at all when he knows the truth, and he's forgiven me just now." Zhao Qingqian believes so.

Lingge's eyes widened, "The colt himself said he forgave you?" ”

"yes, instead of being angry, he told me not to think nonsense." Lowering his little face, the unknown craze ironed Zhao Qing's pale pink face.

"If that's the case, that's a good thing." Ling Ge said hesitantly, on the one hand, he carefully glanced at the expression on Zhao Qingqian's face.

"Good what?" Zhao Qingqian raised her face and asked Lingge, she didn't understand.

"That means that there will be no more heart problems between you and the colt, and the colt will never use any excuse to alienate you in the future."

Is that so? Zhao Qingqian asked himself in his heart, but he was not as sure as Lingge. "Maybe." She replied blandly.

"Princess, you should take this opportunity to get closer to the colt."

"I'm tired, Lingge, I'll talk about it tomorrow!" Avoiding Lingge, Zhao Qingqian walked to the mirror platform and picked up the jade comb.

"Princess, don't be too long-winded, this matter is related to your lifelong happiness, don't take it seriously." Lingge followed Zhao Qingqian's side.

Looking at the person in the bronze mirror, the hand holding the jade comb was still in mid-air, Zhao Qingqian exhaled softly, "Even if I take it seriously, what can I do?" She said quietly.

She doesn't think that emotional matters can be forced, take the mother concubine as an example, it is the best example. Everyone knows very well that even if the mother concubine is poor all her life, I am afraid that she will not be able to arouse the pity of her father.

"Don't talk stupidly again," Lingge continued, "You're a good girl, and the colt will like you when you understand." ”

"But."

"Don't be! Since you are already a husband and wife, you should take the initiative and don't be shy! ”

"Active?" Zhao Qingqian's eyes widened and he stared at Lingge in confusion.

"Yes, take the initiative to teach people to take advantage of it!" The spiritual song is a pun.

Zhao Qingqian was not a fool, of course she understood that Lingge was referring to Asena, the personal maid beside Nangong Yun. But Asena has never deceived him, not to mention that she has always served by Nangong Yun's side and is the closest person to him. If she was asked to fight with Arsena, did she win?

Lingge had already loosened the bun on her head and began to comb her long hair, "Look at this long black and shiny hair, the goose egg face with a puff puff, the red and cute little mouth, and the two curved willow eyebrows. Not to mention a man, I can't even get tired of looking at it, and I love it every time I look at it. ”

Both hands were busy combing Zhao Qingqian's long hair, and Lingge did not forget to praise from the bottom of his heart.

Staring at himself in the mirror, Zhao Qingqian certainly understood his beauty, and more clearly affirmed his identity as a girl. It's just that her beauty will never be as good as the eldest sister in the hearts of her father and her husband!

When she was young, how she wished she could be as beautiful as her eldest sister and as likable as her, but she knew that it was impossible.

She is as sad as her mother, but her mother's fate is more unfortunate than her, because of the efforts made by her mother in this life, Yin Yin looks forward to the day when her father's heart is worried about her, and in the present and foreseeable future, it is just a vain hope.

Looking at herself in the mirror, for the first time, Zhao Qingqian no longer wanted to look like her eldest sister Zhao Shuying, who she had always been jealous and envious of.

Even, at this moment, she was actually glad that she didn't look like Zhao Shuying, and this strange mood puzzled her. Once she hated God for this face that didn't look like Zhao Shuying at all.

Zhao Qingqian was stunned, thinking that if what Lingge said could be realized, then Nangong Yun would definitely not regard himself who was not at all like Zhao Shuying as a stand-in.

She is her, Zhao Qingqian.

The team traveled north for another two days, and finally came to the border of the Wusun Kingdom. On the day she entered the Wusun Kingdom, the palace people set up Zhao Qingqian's residence in the palace, and she was told that there would be a bonfire at night.

The so-called bonfire festival is the meaning of entertainment, every year around July and August, when the livestock are fat, there will be a bonfire festival, which is a grand festival held by the people outside the country every year to celebrate the harvest.

There are various wrestling, archery, horseback riding and other competitions that Wusun is good at, as well as campfire parties, barbecues, singing, dancing and other after-entertainment programs.

Because of Zhao Qingqian's special status, he was invited to the throne of the conference as soon as he arrived in Wusun Kingdom, and the women in the square were all smiling and busy preparing the food for the evening campfire, and all the men went to the arena to wrestle, ride horses, and shoot arrows, of course, King Zhenxi was no exception.

Zhao Qingqian sat alone in front of a pile of dried firewood, Lingge stayed in the tent to sort out her clothes, and she was a little helpless looking at the busy people in the square.

"If I'm right, you're the most important guest of King Zhenxi tonight?" The man said with a smile in his words, and a magnetic voice came from behind Zhao Qingqian.

She turned her face and saw a man with a feather on his hat and a patch on his head. Looking at his clothes, Zhao Qingqian naturally knew that he was from Wusun and a powerful nobleman.

As soon as he saw Zhao Qingqian's appearance, the man suddenly squinted. "You don't understand me?" He asked again.

Seeing her look dazed again, I was finally sure that she really didn't understand what he was talking about.

"You're not from Wusun?" His expression was a little strange, and his voice suddenly became low. "It turns out that I misunderstood, you are not Princess Ruilian of Wusun Kingdom invited by King Zhenxi."

"You're not from Wusun either? How did you get here? Zhao Qingqian was full of curiosity about him. For the first time in so many days, when she saw someone who was not from Wusun Kingdom, she couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy.

"Chang Hao of Loulan Country is now a general of Wusun Kingdom." The man who called himself Chang Hao said, followed by a pause, he shook off the hair in front of him, his handsome face pressed down, and looked down at the little man who was almost two heads shorter than him. "I heard that the princess of the Exquisite Kingdom married to the Wusun Kingdom, could it be that you are the princess of Hede?"

Chang Hao? Zhao Qingqian's memory went back to the past, and she skipped ten years in a vague way, and she remembered that there was a handsome boy who always followed her to protect her, also named Chang Hao. "You are the eldest son of Princess Loulan and Shuo Duanqing, Chang Hao?" She remembered!

With eagle-like, sharp, intimidating eyes, he always scares off some people who want to bully her.

"You?" At first glance, I heard Zhao Qingqian calling his name.