The suburban scenery of the land of Xiqin is completely different from that of the Great Zhou, every flower and tree has the unique beauty of the Western Regions, and the towns along the way are also very exotic.

Wearing a brand-new red skirt silk shirt, Ling Xuan bun with a bright golden step, graceful posture, soft and agile facial features, a pair of beautiful eyes bright like water, a little beauty mole at the corner of the mouth, people are a little more beautiful than the scenery.

Before King Qin raised his army, no one in the capital said that the first beautiful princess was the world's first-class beauty, but it was a pity that she was not loved by her husband, and the pearl was covered with dust.

After the King of Qin raised his army, who in the world would not say that this beautiful princess had a femme fatale heart, and the rise of Western Qin and the capture of the Great Zhou definitely had her share of the credit of internal and external cooperation.

No matter what others think, Ji Yingyue's mood at this time is happy.

The current King of Qin, the little thief at the beginning, finally remembered himself, didn't he?

So, she leaned out of the carriage, stretched out her slender hand, stroked the spring breeze, and laughed happily.

The guards from near and far quietly looked up, were amazed by a smile, looked at them blankly, and suddenly reacted again, and quickly lowered their heads.

"Princess!"

The Sword Palace, with a straight back and meticulously combed hair, rode a green jade horse, clinging to the carriage, and said with a smile: "The front is the territory of Western Qin, I don't know what the King of Qin is doing now?"

Ji Yingyue cushioned her round chin with her slender hand, and smiled deliciously: "Who knows, I don't know if he is thinking about beating me to death, or if he wants to strip me naked and bully?"

A group of guards lowered their heads, turned pale, and slowed down.

The Sword Palace seemed to be accustomed to the way the princess spoke, and smiled disapprovingly: "Princess Qin, Princess Da Zhou, and the mistress of Western Qin are here, and the officials of Western Qin are afraid that they will greet each other from afar, right?"

"No, it won't."

Ji Yingyue was still smiling, "No one will come to greet me, I know him, he will be relieved if he kills me!" ”

Sword Palace's face changed.

The convoy continued to move forward, and there was really no half of the greeting figure in front of it, even if it entered the city of Xiqin, the local officials did not have the intention of welcoming it, and the officials seemed to disappear as a whole, only ordinary people watched as monkeys, watching along the road.

"King Qin is really rude!" Jian Gong's face turned pale, "After all, the husband and wife are still losing the face of him, the lord of Western Qin, I think he is determined to insult the princess!" ”

Ji Yingyue yawned lazily: "Love insult or not, it's not the first time I've been insulted by him!"

"Whoa!" The Sword Palace bowed and didn't say much.

went all the way, and arrived at the Xingling Prefecture Mansion in the evening of the next day, and the people who greeted him still came.

Taixun Gong, Yu Siliu, Song Lao Chu and dozens of civil and military generals won Jianying, Saiqingzhu, sweet potato, yam and the official eunuch rolls with heads and faces in the city.

The King of Qin originally ordered that no one should be allowed to greet him, but this was the strong protest and struggle of the officials and generals of the Western Qin, and some of the royal officials even forced each other to die!

This is the power of Princess Qin's identity! King Qin can't give a reasonable explanation, but our subordinate officials must not be so rude!

The affairs of King Qin are not only the affairs of King Qin himself, but also the affairs of our Western Qin, especially the fact that King Qin has no children under his knees, how can he neglect the concubine of King Qin?

"Xiaguan and others will meet the princess!"

Three miles in front of the city gate, led by Taixungong and others, kneeling all over the ground.

Sword Palace finally showed a satisfied smile.

The smile on Ji Yingyue's beautiful face was gone, and no one knew what she was thinking.

The Sword Palace didn't see Ji Yueyue respond for a long time, so she had to turn around and whisper: "Princess......"

Ji Yingyue smiled at this time, and said through the car curtain: "Let's get up!"

The civil and military officials of Western Qin cheered up and automatically retreated to both sides, Taixungong approached the carriage, saluted and said: "The princess has been driving all the way, please rush to the palace of King Qin as soon as possible."

Ji Yingyue put her hands on her knees, her waist was straight, dignified and solemn, and she did not lose the prominent status of the eldest princess and Princess Qin: "What is King Qin doing?"

Tai Xun Gong replied: "Your Highness is still dealing with government affairs!"

"Let's go!"

The car drove into the city surrounded by civil and military officials, and the streets were cleaned along the way, and when they arrived at the gate of the palace, they were already surrounded by official eunuchs and young ladies.

When Ji Yingyue stepped out of the carriage and finally saw the face of this Qin princess clearly, everyone felt that their eyes were bright, ice muscles and jade bones, glamorous, graceful and luxurious, step by step, step by step, step by step, in short, no matter what beautiful words were used to describe her, it was not too much.

Although there are many beauties in the Western Regions, they seem to be darkened in front of this princess.

……

Xin Zhuo is indeed busy at the moment.

Xiqin's affairs, he needs to be sorted out properly and arranged clearly before leaving.

Jiang Nuying was busy giving him a hand, and even the volume of Si and Ling Lostyue and more than a dozen civil officials were also constantly sorting out the documents.

Until a good smell of incense rushed into the main hall, everyone stopped, looked over, and was stunned for a moment.

Only Xin Zhuo was still working hard to write, and he encountered a tricky matter, the arrangement of the official and the general after they were discharged.

At this time, he only felt the fragrance, frowned and raised his head, he prevented women from wiping too heavy rouge gouache in the Qinzheng Palace.

Then I saw Ji Yingyue, who was graceful and bright, just like when she was on Fulong Mountain, outside the Water Moon Nunnery.

It made him feel a little dazed.

How long ago was that?

How could you see the true face of this woman then?

Immediately, frowning and pondering, how should I make a false deal with her and say an opening sentence.

But he saw Ji Yingyue suddenly sitting cross-legged beside him, a pair of white arms like jade wrapped around his neck, like a playful little girl, exhaled like a blue and said: "I don't think I have it, husband!"

"Uh......"

There was a burst of chickens and dogs jumping in the hall, Jiang Nuying, Ling Lostyue and a group of people hurriedly saluted, hurriedly walked out of the main hall, and closed the door of the hall.

In the hall, only Ji Yingyue was left holding Xin Zhuo's neck, like a delicate little wife, the whole person was nestled in his arms, her red face was close to his chest, her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes trembled gently, and she said softly: "The concubine misses you!"

"You want a ball, Ji Yingyue, don't you think it's very inferior?"

Xin Zhuo's voice was cold, and she flicked her arm away in disgust.

He didn't think that Ji Yingyue would come to this trick, if you put on the momentum of a princess, or hold a shelf, let's talk about it straight to the point.

Right now......

He suddenly pulled out the knife of the dog he was carrying, and slashed at Ji Yuyue's snow-white neck.

If you kill it, you will kill it, and you will be killed.

Who expected Ji Yingyue to be faster than him, lightning-like, like a little wild cat, biting his lower c, hazy teary eyes, Chu Chu pitiful, looking at him closely.

This scene was something Xin Zhuo didn't expect.

But his knife did not stop, and he was still slashing at the terrifying Fly Ancestor, the Fire Vermilion Bird and the Three-color Demon Feather Phantom.

Just one sword!

I'm a man who doesn't hold grudges against the dead!