I don't know when the carriage stopped jolting, and the sound of hawkers was everywhere.

Qingrao woke up slowly, rubbed her eyes, and sat up suddenly: "Ah! Princess, we're in Huangqi! ”

As he spoke, he lifted the curtain of the carriage, and a breeze blew in through the window, stroking the hair on Mu Wange's forehead, and the veil on his face lifted half a corner under the breeze.

Mu Wange leaned her head on the carriage and glanced at the market outside, I have to say that Huangqi is really a prosperous place.

The sound of buying and selling, shouting and shouting on the street, mingled. The little second-hand man in the roadside inn held a teapot and chatted with the guests, nodded for a while, patted his chest for a while, as if he was assuring the guest officer of something. After a while, he entered the back kitchen, and quickly shuttled through the crowd with wine and food, and from time to time came out of the inn to guess the sound of boxing, talking and laughing, and the sound of cups colliding......

"Yikes! Princess, there's chestnut crisp there! Qingrao was ecstatic, "It smells so good." As he spoke, he wiped the saliva from his mouth with his sleeve.

"Qingrao, I'm about to enter the palace, you can take it easy." Mu Wange knocked on Qingrao's head and pulled her to her side.

I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse this time, I have to be careful, maybe there is a conspiracy behind this time. Mu Wange looked at Qingrao beside her, in this unfamiliar place, only Qingrao is the closest person to her, but she is such a simple person......

Just as he was thinking, the carriage had stopped.

"Princess, there is the palace in front of you." The guard outside the car said in a muffled voice.

"Please wait for the princess's carriage and take a step into the palace."

Qingrao listened, got out of the carriage first, and muttered: "There are so many rules." He reached out to help Mu Wange.

When the guard heard this, he snorted disdainfully: "The rules of the palace will not allow you to speak in vain!" Oh~ Cangwu is a barbarian land, you are just a southern barbarian, no wonder, it is barbaric. ”

When Qingrao heard this, her face immediately turned red: "You! You say it again, try it! ”

The guard looked at Qingrao, looked up and down again, and sighed a few times: "Oh, the women in this southern barbarian land are just like this, this princess is afraid that she is extremely ugly, right?" ”

Hearing this, the surrounding guards burst out laughing.

Qingrao looked at the guards who were grinning and laughing, she was in a hurry, but she also knew that she was weak, and she actually held back tears in her eyes.

Mu Wange stood still in front of the carriage, staring at the palace gate expressionlessly.

"Presumptuous! Princess Cangwu came to kiss, how could she wait here to spread wild! The sound broke the laughter of the guards, and they fell silent.

"Big ...... The Great Prince......"

The arrogant guard just now hurriedly knelt on the ground: "I don't know that the eldest prince is driving, and I hope to forgive my sins!" ”

Mu Wange moved to the guard and looked at Luo Ruixi, Luo Ruixi couldn't see her expression clearly through the veil, only looked at her clear eyes.

"The princess came from afar, and she missed the welcome, and I hope the princess will not be surprised." Luo Ruixi gave up.

Mu Wange stared at him for a long time, and then turned to look at the kneeling guard on the ground. She slowly approached the guard, the pink embroidered shoes slowly stopping in front of her, silent fear pressing down on the bottom of her heart, and the guard buried her head lower.

Mu Wange slowly squatted down, reached out and pinched the guard's chin, so that his eyes were fixed on her own, she smiled with her eyebrows, and with her other hand, she pulled out a hairpin from her head, and suddenly for a moment, a frightened sound sounded at the palace gate.

When everyone came back to their senses, they saw the guard lying on the ground with his mouth covered with blood, covering his mouth with his hands and struggling on the ground.

With the crisp sound of the hairpin falling to the ground, Mu Wange laughed out loud.

Luo Ruixi didn't have any surprised expression, he only looked indifferent, and let the guard go down.

"It's not right for the princess to act like this."

Mu Wange lowered her head and carefully wiped the blood stains on her fingers with a handkerchief, and chuckled lightly: "The eldest prince didn't know this princess on the first day, yes, I was born in the land of the Southern Barbarians, but I can't tolerate a little guard's ridicule." ”

She raised her eyes to look at Luo Ruixi, took a few steps closer, and suddenly said in his ear: "Since Huangqi doesn't know how to manage this guard, this princess has been working for her own time. ”

After speaking, he didn't care about the blood stains on his body, and walked towards the palace, and Qingrao followed closely behind his princess.

"Princess, just ......"

"What, scared? In the future, we will be treated coldly by this Huangqi a lot, and we can't punish them like today every time, but today's dismount is a lot more powerful for us, and I am afraid that this cold-eyed treatment will be less. ”

"What the princess said makes sense, and in the future, this emperor can only rely on ourselves."

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Mu Wange changed out of her bloodstained dress and wore a red palace dress, with a corset of satin tied around her waist, which set off her waist even more. There is a flying bun on the top of his head, but he is simply pulled up with a clear hosta, which is beautiful and refined, which makes people happy to see it.

She was followed by Qingrao, and the two of them stepped into this Jinhua Hall one after the other.

From the beginning of entering this hall, everyone in the hall looked at the princess of the enemy country who came from afar, and they all wanted to see Mu Wange's face, but she wore a veil, and this appearance was looming, which was really curious.

"Princess Cangwu - Mu Wange greets Your Majesty." Mu Wange walked to the center of the hall and bowed.

"The princess is coming from afar, you don't have to be polite, today is a reception banquet for the princess, you don't have to be limited to the number of courtesies." As he spoke, Mu Wange sat down.

Mu Wange didn't say much, she drank by herself, and only looked at the man sitting on the golden lacquer carved dragon throne from time to time, her eyes were cloudy, this Emperor Huangqi never mentioned the matter of harmony, and I don't know what plans are in my heart.

Mu Wange felt more and more that there was a great conspiracy behind this.

At the banquet, the dancers waved their sleeves and showed their graceful dancing, Mu Wange looked at His Majesty Huangqi sitting on the high platform, slowly drank the wine in her hand, and secretly made up her mind in her heart. This Huangqi is not a peaceful place, and you have to be careful in everything after walking in this palace.

Mu Wange looked around the hall, and the moment his eyes met with Luo Ruixi, who was sitting opposite, his heart throbbed in an instant. I saw Luo Ruixi holding up the golden branch on the table with both hands, looking at her with his eyes, and nodding slightly. Mu Wange couldn't refute his face, so he made a gesture and drank a cup.

"Now that Huangqi and Cangwu have turned their rivalry into jade silk, the princess has come to make peace, and it is even better to marry Qin and Jin forever. After that, the world will be peaceful and prosperous. An elderly minister sighed while he was drinking. As he spoke, his eyes were filled with tears.

"Yes, yes, the world is peaceful, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, and are happy. Your Majesty! Another old minister also responded.

As soon as the words of several old ministers came out, the ministers of civil and military affairs sighed in unison.

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After coping with a boring meal, Mu Wange was taken to a palace by a maid.

"Princess, this hall is prepared by the queen for you, I don't know the princess's preferences and hurriedly bought some things, if the princess doesn't like to order, the slave and maid send someone to change." The handmaiden Mu Du led the way with a lantern in front.

He was led into the Hall of Joy by Mu Du, and the faint fragrance of sandalwood lingered beside him. Mu Du went to light the red candle, and in an instant, the entire hall lit up.

In the middle of the flower hall, there are a few sandalwood chairs, and there are several plates of pastries on the long table. Bypassing a screen of the smoke and rain map of the south of the Yangtze River, there is a long case of pine flowers and wood behind the screen, and behind the long case is a tall bookshelf, densely filled with books. There are ink-colored carved stone inkstones on the long table, and all kinds of brushes are hung all over the pen holder. A piece of rice paper is laid out on the long table. In the basket next to the long case are several rolled up paintings.

Mu Wange got closer curiously, took out one of the paintings from the basket, and unfolded the paintings on the long case. Suddenly, his pupils shrank.

"This ...... The princess forgives the sins, which ...... The slave and maid packed up. Mu Du knelt nervously.

"Oh, it doesn't matter."

The woman with the sharp-eared monkey's cheeks is standing, her fat body taking up most of the paper. There is a sentence written on the painting: "Princess Cangwu is an ugly monster!" ”

"Childish!"

Mu Wange ignored it and told Mu Du to go down, so she lay down on the beautiful couch and closed her eyes.

Qingrao looked at Mu Wange and muttered in a low voice: "Princess, this is because someone looks down on you and humiliates you here." ”

"Qingrao, who do you think this painting could have been painted?" Mu Wange didn't open her eyes and asked Qingrao.

"In my opinion, he must be a person with a different status. To be able to enter the hall prepared for you by the queen mother, and to be able to paint here, is certainly not an ordinary person. ”

Mu Wange didn't speak, but she was really a little curious about the identity of the person who painted the painting.