Chapter 3: Acting Sisters and Relatives

At the end of the banquet, some of the four countries returned overnight, but some stayed in Beiqing. And what is left behind is naturally something important to discuss.

Qing Huan was excited throughout the banquet, because she felt more and more that Su Ying had magic, a magic that could attract her. Knowing that Su Ying was going to stay in Beiqing for one night, Qinghuan couldn't sleep happily.

In the dead of night, Qing Huan tossed and turned, thinking that he would get up early tomorrow, at least to see Su Ying again. Thinking about how she couldn't sleep, she finally hugged the pillow and ran to Chang Wenle's bedroom.

Qinghuan found that there was a fluttering light in Chang Wenle's house, and it turned out that the royal sister didn't sleep! Qinghuan happily ran to the door, and was about to knock on the door, when she heard a faint cry in the room.

It's the royal sister.

"Queen Mother, the emperor really doesn't want to go to South Vietnam to make peace. The queen mother ......" Chang Wenle came out with a crying voice.

And pro? Qing Huan didn't understand it very well, didn't the imperial sister marry the general? Why do you want to go to kiss again? Qing Huan held her breath and continued to listen.

"Wenle, the queen mother knows that your heart belongs, but this is related to the life and death of the country, but it can't be child's play!" It was the voice of the queen mother.

"But, Queen Mother, you also know that Su Ying, he ......"

"Su Ying, what's wrong with Su Ying?" When Qing Huan heard Su Ying's name, he excitedly pushed the door in, startling the two people on the bed.

Wenle wiped his tears, looked at Qing Huan with red eyes and said, "It's so late, you don't sleep, what are you doing here with me?" As he spoke, he gave Qing Huan a place and asked her to sit down.

Qing Huan climbed onto the bed, "Why are you crying, what are you talking about, Queen Mother?" ”

The queen touched Qinghuan's hair, "You are still young, you don't understand yet, go back to your dormitory and sleep early." ”

"Queen Mother, I'm not young," Qing Huan grabbed her hand on his head, held it in the palm of his hand, and said seriously, "Queen Mother, if you have anything, tell Qing Huan about it, Qing Huan is willing to share her worries for the Queen Mother." Just said Su Ying, what's wrong with Su Ying? ”

Wen Le heard Qing Huan say this, and sobbed lowly, Qing Huan didn't understand anything, he was everyone's heart since he was a child, and the road to harmony was dangerous, so he couldn't let her go, and he could only go by himself.

"Sister Huang, don't cry, talk to Qing Huan, I'm sad that you're like this." Although Qing Huan didn't know why the imperial sister was crying, it made her very sad.

"I ......" Wenle couldn't cry anymore, and Qinghuan had to turn his head to look at the queen.

The queen wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Your father and the emperor decreed that your imperial sister should go to Nanyue to make peace and marry Su Ying." ”

"Su Ying?" Qing Huan exclaimed. The royal sister wants to marry Su Ying? Seeing that the imperial sister was so sad, she was categorically unwilling. Qing Huan laughed out loud as he ate.

Both Bunraku and the Empress looked at her strangely.

"Imperial sister, imperial sister is unwilling to marry Su Ying?" Qing Huan's eyes flashed, and the flickering candlelight reflected her shallow pear vortex.

Bunraku nodded with red eyes. She just wanted to be that man's wife.

"Sister Huang, if Qing Huan helps you, you will marry the general in the future, but you will have to give Qing Huan a big red envelope." Qing Huan's ambiguous words made the two of them scratch their heads.

"Qing Huan is willing to make peace for the imperial sister!" Because the object of the relationship is Su Ying.

That night, the queen spoke bitterly and persuaded Qing Huan not to be rash, and Qing Huan had made up her mind. The innocent joy in their eyes finally opened up, but they couldn't watch her happy, but they wanted to send her thousands of miles away.

Qing Huan said that the imperial sister doesn't love Su Ying, but she loves Su Ying, and it couldn't be better for her to go and kiss.

Three days later, Princess Thanh Huan and her pro-Nanyue celebrated the whole country.

Qing Huan was wearing a wedding dress and four personal maids, and came to South Vietnam, where she was unfamiliar with life, she thought that love was enough, but she forgot that in this world, not all feelings can be responded to one by one, and the most may be let down.

"Chang Guiren, the lonely king is busy with official business tonight, so you can rest early." It was the first thing he said to her, on the night of their wedding.

"Master, master......"

Qinghuan was woken up by Xin'er, there were still undried tears in the corners of her eyes, but she didn't expect to accidentally fall asleep and have some strange dreams.

Xin'er really couldn't bear to wake her up, but Qinghuan curled up in the quilt crying and laughing, and she was worried when she saw it, "Master, it's night, it's time to eat." ”

Qing Huan nodded, got out of bed and prepared to eat. She didn't have time to eat in the morning, and after another day of sleep, she was really hungry. Qinghuan is like this, even if she is unhappy, she will not get along with eating.

"Master, ...... tonight It is the master who serves the king. Qinghuan was eating to the fullest, and when she heard Xin'er say this, she choked on a mouthful of food and almost couldn't breathe.

Taking a sip of the soup, she said sullenly, "Got it." ”

What kind of service, it was just that he came to see it, and then went to the study to read a book all night, and he never touched her. Although Qing Huan doesn't understand these things, he still hopes that he can touch himself, even if he doesn't love it.

Qing Huan thought that she had done something wrong and made Su Ying unhappy, or that Su Ying really didn't like her, so she refused to touch her, but what she didn't know was that Su Ying hadn't touched anyone.

After dinner, Qinghuan was bored flipping through a book. The night pearl is good, and the whole room is like daylight with a few random flowers.

Qing Huan took one and fiddled with it in his hand, each night pearl was as big as a goose egg, each one was very round, and Qing Huan couldn't stop its light when he held it with both hands.

"What are you looking at?" The sudden voice frightened Qinghuan and almost threw away the night pearl, but fortunately, reason reminded her how valuable the night pearl was, and she was steady.

It's Su Ying.

"No, nothing." Qing Huan turned his head to Su Ying's magnified face, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and his face turned red. The night pearl in her hand took a clear look at her embarrassment.

Su Ying pursed her thin lips lightly, didn't say anything, picked up her yellow robe, sat down, and Qing Huan hurriedly poured him tea. Today's tea is Qinghuan's favorite jasmine tea, and it may not be Su Ying's favorite drink. Qing Huan felt regretful after pouring it, and she couldn't let Xin'er change the water at this time.

Su Ying took a sip of water and stared straight at Qing Huan, a few days ago, if he hadn't already seen the murderer, she would have become someone else's substitute. Beiqing sent such a stupid princess to kiss, I really don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

Qing Huan lowered her head, seeing that Su Ying didn't speak, she kept staring at her, her face was even more like fire, and she stood next to her at a loss.

"Wang, the king ......" Qing Huan began to stammer, "Qing Huan has something on his face, is there something?" After Qing Huan finished speaking, his face turned even redder, would he have eaten the rice after dinner, Qing Huan touched his face unconsciously.

The corners of Su Ying's mouth twitched, "Lonely King...... Tonight is busy with official business, go to the imperial study. ”

"Yes." Qing Huan had long expected him to say this, and she had long been used to it. Su Ying didn't say much, and Tian An came to remind Su Ying that it was time to go to the imperial study.