Jiang Nuo ascended the throne of God and changed the name of the country to Yong, and his daughter Qingning gave the title as: Princess Le Yao.

In just a few years, Jin'an turned the world upside down and changed its name to "Egu Ri".

Jiang Nuo ruled the people with violence, and he recruited the beauties of the world to fill the harem, so the emperor of the Yong Dynasty was notoriously irritable and extravagant, and the people were miserable for a moment.

In the autumn of the fifth year of Yongyuan.

The autumn breeze in the palace is gradually rising, the trees are withering, there are faint ripples in the lake, a young woman sits in the pavilion, lying on the railing in a daze, and the maid Linhua on the side urges her to hurry back to the palace, and then later, the weather turns cooler, and it will be cold.

"Princess!" Zhiqiu in the distance hurriedly ran.

"What are you doing in a hurry?" Qing Ning frowned.

"Summoned by the Holy Lord." Zhiqiu was also followed by Jiang Nuo's cronies, Gonggong Wei.

"What?" Qing Ning asked Zhiqiu.

Zhiqiu gasped and whispered in her ear, "Marriage." ”

Qing Ning's eyes widened, her eyes were especially good-looking, and when she frowned, she was very uncomfortable.

Qingning is the daughter of Jiang Nuo and a Han woman, her mother died after giving birth to her, Qingning looks like her mother, Jiang Nuo thinks of his beloved woman every time he sees her, so he loves her very much when he is young.

In the Imperial Garden, Jiang Nuo was followed by several beauties, one of whom was leaning on his body, and the other was pleasing him. When Qing Ning walked over, he couldn't help but pout when he saw this scene, and he was very unhappy.

Jiang Nuo saw Qingning coming, he pushed the beauty away and walked in front of his daughter.

"My father saw that you were not young, and he fell in love with several families and wanted to set a marriage for you." Jiang Nuo said.

"The child is not yet in time." Qing Ning said coldly, Jiang Nuo saw that her temper was coming up again.

"If my father thinks I'm an eyesore, let me go as far as I want!" After saying that, Qing Ning turned around and ran away with anger.

Jiang Nuo behind him sighed, and the maidservants hurriedly chased after him.

On an autumn night, the moonlight pours in like water from the window.

In Anting Garden, the candlelight was dim, Qingning was sitting in front of the window in her dirty clothes, Zhiqiu hurriedly helped her put on her coat, and the flowers on the side urged her to rest quickly.

Qing Ning stood up, opened a box, took out a few bracelets and Zhu Hai, and handed them to them.

"What is this doing, princess?" Zhiqiu and Linhua looked puzzled.

"Before getting married in this palace, you should go out of the palace." Qing Ning took some more silver coins and distributed them to them.

"Nope! The slave and maid have no home for a long time! The two knelt down, tilted their heads and cried.

"Since leaving the grassland, the slave has no home! Let the slave and maid serve you all the time! Zhiqiu cried.

Qing Ning smiled bitterly, "What's so good about this deep palace, if you get married, it's just another mansion." ”

She looked out the window, and had long forgotten the joys of her youth, the vast prairie and the eagle.

Early the next morning.

When Zhiqiu was grooming her, he said that the Holy Lord was angry again this morning, and dragged Yiwenchen down and beheaded him. After hearing this, Qing Ning lowered her eyes, bit her lower lip, and clasped her hands tightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Her father, the king, seems to have changed.

The early morning of autumn is high and crisp, not like the grassland, the grassland is in autumn, gray and boundless, but the whole sky is blue and blue.

Qing Ning stared at the palace wall willow in a daze, she was holding a paper kite in her hand, and was about to find a wide place to put the paper kite.

"Princess! Princess! Zhiqiu ran over happily.

"The slave maid turned out a portrait of a man in the dormitory, and I heard that the Han girl said that this is the third highness of the previous dynasty, and he is handsome!" Zhiqiu spread out the portrait and showed it to her.

Zhiqiu slowly opened the scroll, and a man came into her eyes, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, with an unbeatable smile on his face, and the word "Yi" next to the scroll.

Shine ...... Good chic name.

Qingning's eyes widened and her heart beat faster, she had never seen it before... Such an amazing man, she snatched the scroll in Zhiqiu's hand in surprise, is this really the third highness of the former dynasty? So handsome......

"I guess I've been given death." Lin Hua suddenly came out with such a sentence.

"It must be dead, according to the holy nature, how can such a calamity of the former dynasty be left." Zhiqiu added.

Qing Ning took a deep breath and spit it out, she was so angry that she stuffed the scroll back into Zhiqiu's arms and let go of the paper kite.

In the afternoon, Mama taught Qingning to practice female red, and handed her a picture book, Qing Ning opened it and quickly closed it, her face was red and black for a while, Zhiqiu didn't know what happened to her, so she took the picture book from her hand, opened it and looked at it, her face instantly turned red, and quickly threw the album to Linhua, Linhua was about to open it, but was scolded by Mama, "Your girl's family, can you share this matter with each other?" ”

Linhua hurriedly put the album on the table, only to see that the princess's ears were red, and she looked quite uncomfortable, but Zhiqiu's face was flushed, her eyes flashed, she was curious to pick up the album, but she was glared at by the old lady and put it down again.

After a long time, Qingning finally finished embroidering a handkerchief, and the old grandmother looked at it and her face wrinkled, and she didn't dare to scold, so she had to praise Qingning, "This lotus flower is really vividly embroidered." ”

"It's ...... Plum blossom. Qing Ning stammered, and Zhiqiu beside her couldn't help laughing, and was glared at fiercely by her.

On the birthday of King Yong, the ministers came to congratulate, and Maggie from the land cutting side also came, and his son Akamo was Qingning's playmate since childhood, Qingning was the master, and he was a servant, but they hadn't seen each other for a long time, and now they don't know each other.

On the same day, Zhiqiu brought a gorgeous dress, a pale yellow floor-length skirt, decorated with gold thread and inlaid with pearls, which flashed and sparkled in the sunlight, extremely dazzling.

Qing Ning frowned and asked her, "What does this mean?" ”

Zhiqiu said timidly, "The Holy One will let you see the good sons and daughters at the banquet." ”

"Take it down! I'm going to wear that orange skirt. Qing Ning was reluctant to wear this newly made dress.

Linhua stepped forward and persuaded, "That one is too plain, today is the birthday of the saint, and it should be the focus of the long." ”

"Pleasing a man with his clothes? I don't! Qing Ning was inexplicably angry, and she didn't know that she was furious when she mentioned her marriage.

At night, the whole palace is brightly lit, the joy of silk and bamboo lingers in the royal city, Jiang Nuo sits on the dragon chair, accepts the toast of the ministers, everyone drinks very happily, and soon gets drunk, Jiang Nuo laughs, and the ministers talk about the majesty of galloping in the Central Plains in those years.

Qing Ning stayed for a while, and saw that Akamo's gaze was always lingering on her, she first glared at him a few times, but Akamo smiled at her, seeing that his eyes were naked, and he was extremely disgusting, Qing Ning sat for less than half an hour, and then left first on the grounds of sleepiness.

"What is that Akamo? Relying on his father being his father's old ministry, he dared to fight the idea of this princess?! Qing Ning returned to the dormitory and scolded loudly.

"The princess should quickly find a good family to marry, and now you can choose a favorite family, if you ...... in the future" Linhua didn't dare to say any more, after all, there were princesses and relatives in all dynasties.

Qing Ning was stunned, her heart panicked inexplicably, why? Why......