"Who knows what they're up to, princess? I can't see it, those princesses of Southern Wu are all delicate, how could Emperor Wu be willing to let them run around to this desolate realm? ”

"The princess of Nanwu is not beautiful, I want to see it, I have lived for more than 30 years, and I have not seen a real princess, I feel that I have lived in vain."

"It's definitely not as beautiful as our Royal Highness Princess Guangle, our princess is the first beauty in the world!"

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Obviously, when it comes to beauty and princesses, the people of the Northern Tang Dynasty can't help but think of Li Xiyun, the princess of Guangle, and then they will be particularly proud of Princess Guangle, and then look at any other princess with a look of contempt, including other princesses of the Northern Tang Dynasty.

This may be considered arrogance and prejudice.

Guan Kuo, who was not far behind them, looked very strange after vaguely hearing the report of the Southern Wu cavalryman.

In fact, he should have thought a long time ago that in this area, the only one who could make that Southern Wu army put on such a respectful state was that little ancestor!

Maybe it was because I hadn't seen her for so many days since I was injured and recuperated, and I didn't meet Xiao An'an and other guards of the Yanyu Palace, so I forgot about her all of a sudden.

Before the night of the administration, although his life was quite legendary in the eyes of others, but for himself, it was quite ordinary, after that night, leaving Chang'an and coming to Northern Xinjiang, he met Tieshan Wu, useless and others, and also knew General Zhenwei, so he was inseparable from Qin Kill and No Trace, he had seen Qiu Jingshan, Li Xianyue, and of course there was a very unforgettable character, that is, the little ancestor, Her Royal Highness the little princess of Southern Wu.

He admits that during that time together, he hated that stinky dead girl countless times, but today, he was very looking forward to it and sincerely happy to learn that she would come here and come to his eyes.

Maybe the world is like this, it's no different from Tieshan, I can't get used to seeing each other when I meet, I leave, and I miss those times and that character.

He is from the Northern Tang Dynasty, but he now has such a sense of pride and pride, he thinks that the Northern Tang people here will also love that pretentious girl, and then know that girl himself, isn't this something to be proud of?

While he was thinking about this, another Nanwu cavalry galloped in the distance, came to the front of the formation, and shouted loudly: "Her Royal Highness the little princess is fifteen miles away!" ”

The whispering of the Northern Tang people continued, and everyone's eyes were looking at the group of black dots that were getting bigger and bigger in the distance.

Although many people in the Northern Tang Dynasty are still expressing their disdain, especially the confidence to express their disdain in the name of Li Xiyun, the princess of Guangle, what is hidden in their eyes is very big expectations.

Really, what is said in the mouth and what is thought in the heart are two different things, which is why there is the word duplicity.

Time flies slowly.

The third cavalry of Nanwu rode a horse: "Her Royal Highness the little princess is ten miles away!" ”

The black dots in the distance became much clearer.

"Her Royal Highness the little princess is five miles away!"

People can clearly see the shadows of people and horses that the black dots gradually turn into, especially the luxurious carriage in the middle.

The voices of the Northern Tang people are getting smaller and smaller, and now in addition to the person who speaks, there is also the person who listens, and it is difficult for a third or fourth person to hear what is said.

"Her Royal Highness the little princess is three miles away!"

The figures of more than sixty horses riding Nanwu horses are already very clear, but the most eye-catching thing is the carriage in the middle, those strange treasures with the pale golden sunlight as the background, beautiful.

All the Northern Tang people who were whispering just now couldn't help but stop talking, staring intently at those who came over.

Identity is also a very peculiar power, people give all the people in the world an identity, so even if you haven't seen that person, you will make can't help but make movements, expressions and many other expressions because of that identity.

No matter how disdainful the Northern Tang people here were for the princess of Southern Wu who they had never met, they would all correct their attitudes when the other party came.

That's the power of the word "princess".

Although that one is not the princess of Guangle, or even the princess of the Northern Tang Dynasty, but the princess of Southern Wu, she is a princess, which cannot be denied.

In Guan Kuo's eyes, she was an annoying dead girl, who had no princess demeanor at all, but when the carriage arrived, he also had very peculiar emotions.

The guards of the Smoke and Rain Palace, several carriages, especially the carriage in the middle, slowly followed the field to a mile in front of the quiet three thousand Yuejia.

Guan Kuo saw it clearly, and then gently "tsk".

He saw that Xiao An'an, a handsome and graceful and graceful son, actually drove the car himself, for that little ancestor.

The guards of the Smoke and Rain Palace also all looked old-fashioned, and there was a faint vigilance that no one approached, which could almost be said to be sacrosanct, thus bringing the most inviolable of the carriage in the middle to the highest peak.

I have to say that looking at their expressions and attitudes, Guan Kuo actually had to believe it, as if those people were not serious or even a little bit of a two-minded state before, all of which never existed.

I have to say that after the backdrop of those solemn Yue Jia, looking at the figures of those people in the Smoke and Rain Palace, I really feel that the atmosphere seems to be taken for granted.

Several horses in heavy iron armor jumped into everyone's eyes.

Beautifully filled with priceless artistic patterns reflect the stained windows.

Carved with intricate patterns of iron wheels rolling.

The eaves are high and pecked at the four edges of the general carriage roof, and the wind chimes are crisp.

As the carriage drew closer, everyone felt like they were almost suffocating, and their eyes were glued.

This may be the sincerity of some people, but it is more of a mutual infection, from one person to another, the source may be those Southern Wu soldiers, or it may come from the Northern Tang people themselves.

The vast and dense Southern Wu army formed a black phalanx, facing the carriage and the guards of the Yanyu Palace on both sides.

Xiao An'an had a smile on her face, and no one understood what it contained.

The carriage and the guards of the Smoke and Rain Palace stopped, and the armored horses in front of them were tall and mighty, with their proud heads held high, looking at the countless Yuejia in front of them.

(End of chapter)