The summer rainstorms came and went as fast as they came, and in less than half an hour, the lightning and thunder had all dispersed, and the sound of the rain was drip down the eaves from rapid to slow.

The humble border town inn was renovated last month to welcome the royal family, and it has been renovated inside and out. One of the most comfortable rooms, the post official was originally reserved for Jinghou, but Jinghou was temporarily given to Princess Qingcheng.

Everyone muttered in their hearts, thinking that the princess was depressed and returned to China, and Jinghou killed the princess's husband again, and there must be a gap between their brothers and sisters. can look like this, Jinghou welcomes each other in the rain and changes the house, and he still has a deep brotherhood for the princess.

In this way, no one dares to snub her.

The maids carried hot water in and out, bathing and changing clothes for Princess Qingcheng, and washing away the dust along the way. The narrow corridor was full of soft footsteps, and no one dared to alarm His Royal Highness Jinghou, who was separated by a wall.

Qingcheng took a short nap in the bathtub until the water temperature became cooler, then wrapped his clothes and got up and came out, sitting in front of the bronze mirror and wiping his hair.

Outside the house, there was a sudden noise, mixed with the sound of horses, people, and the wheeling of chariots, which was disturbing to hear. Qingcheng got up from the mirror platform, pushed the window to look, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, he saw several carriages coming in the courtyard, and a group of men and women in mourning clothes were walking down from the carriages one after another, and there were sixty or seventy people.

In the chariot closest to her sight, there was clearly a person sitting, and the summer breeze gently blew the curtain of the window, revealing him in a white mourning dress. But the strange thing is that this person doesn't seem to have the slightest intention of getting out of the car, except for a left hand with sharp bones and long knuckles that slightly lifts the corner of the curtain, as if peeking out of the car.

Qingcheng was sure that the man in the car was a man, and a left-handed man. Because he was exposed on the thumb of his left hand outside the curtain, he wore a white jade wrench, and faintly glowed in the twilight.

Qingcheng's gaze unconsciously fell on the wrench, and for some reason, she suddenly had a feeling that the man in the chariot was peeping at her.

This feeling was very strange and inexplicable, she was a little curious about the identity of the man, but at this time she suddenly heard a clear curse in her ears: "Demon girl! Woe to the water! ”

Her heart froze, and she couldn't help but follow the sound, the scolding came from the group of people in mourning clothes. At this moment, they had all spotted her, so they stopped their movements and stood there staring at her in unison, their expressions resentful and gritted their teeth.

The bottom of his eyes was filled with the white of this national funeral, Qingcheng's eyes darkened, and he didn't speak. She just slowly raised her hand to close the window, blocking out the cursing and hostility from outside.

The group of people in the courtyard are all relatives of the Chu State. They scolded her, and she was powerless to fight back. After all, she is a princess from Yan Kingdom, and Yan Kingdom has just destroyed Chu Kingdom.

After the destruction of Chu this time, King Yan specially ordered all the clansmen to be sent to the capital of King Yan. On the surface, it is said that the Chu clan will be properly settled, but in fact, they are just afraid that they will have another way out of the nest and make a comeback in the future.

This trick is really ruthless, it is called kindness, but it is actually surveillance. However, people are swordsmen and I am fish and meat, even if they know that it is humiliation, the clan relatives are powerless to resist.

Just now, Qingcheng saw several familiar people, including the father of the crown prince Chu Li, the last monarch of the Chu State.

Thinking that the King of Chu was over half a hundred years old, but he had suffered the pain of losing his son and the loss of his country one after another, and now he was going to stay away from his homeland to go to Yan Kingdom to die of old age, she felt shameless to face this old man.

The man with the posture of the jade tree is no longer alive! When she thought of this bloody fact, she felt a pang in her heart. The pain made her forget the man in the chariot.