"Your Majesty! Oh no! The herald rushed into the main hall in a hurry, ignoring the incomprehensible or disdainful gazes of others, "Xirong's soldiers and horses have already broken through Huicheng. ”

There was silence in the main hall.

The Jiaxing Pass of Huicheng is the last line of defense in the Central Plains, and the Jiaxing Pass can be taken directly to Beijing.

Everyone present knows that if Jiaxing Pass is broken, the country will be dead.

Everyone in the hall, look at me, I look at you, no one wants to be a slave of the country.

But the emperor was mediocre and gullible to traitors, and the court was already in chaos, and at this time, it was difficult to solve the immediate dilemma even when the gods came.

Emperor Ming Cheng, who had been mediocre for most of his life, finally had the intention of repenting at this time, but it was too late.

While he was annoyed with himself, he saw His Highness kneeling with the herald hesitating, as if he wanted to say something but did not dare to say it.

"What does the front say?" Emperor Ming Cheng saw that the herald looked unspeakable, and his beard turned up angrily. The Son of Heaven was furious, and the blood flowed and floated.

The herald knelt deeper: "Xijon... And the king of Sijon said, "They want two hundred thousand loads of grain." And also... And..."

"Say!"

"King Xirong asked Princess Changle to go to Xirong as a hostage. also said that if he couldn't see Princess Changle tomorrow, he would attack Jiaxing Pass. ”

Princess Junwan of Changle is the only daughter of the queen. Emperor Ming Cheng is favored, and Prince Jun Ye is hurt.

As soon as these words came out, Prince Junye was the first to change his face.

"Father! Never! Xirong is bitterly cold, Ah Juan has always been delicate, and even in winter, she has to rely on Tang Pozi to support her, how can she endure this hardship? ”

Another man in brocade clothes beside him smiled suddenly: "What kind of imperial brother? If you don't let the Seventh Sister go, do you want all of us here to become slaves? ”

"Jun Ran! You..."

"Shut up!" Emperor Ming Cheng slapped Long'an angrily.

He took a deep breath and seemed to have finally made a decision, "Pass on my holy decree, collect 200,000 quintals of food, 200 quintals of gold and silver, 50 quintals of calligraphy and painting, 50 quintals of jewelry and brocade, and send it to Huicheng immediately with Princess Changle." ”

and the 200,000 loads of grain, which seemed to be the specifications of a dowry.

Everyone understands that Princess Changle is afraid that there will be no return.

There was a dead silence in the hall, and everyone except Jun Ye seemed to be relieved.

After all, human nature is selfish, and a princess who has nothing to do with herself does not have to be a slave to the country, which is simply a bargain.

No one cares what the fate of this princess who sacrificed for them will be in the future.

At this moment, Huicheng, although the atmosphere is not as tense as in Beijing, the atmosphere is really not much better.

On the floor of Huicheng, there is a person leaning on the railing and looking at Shangjing in the distance.

Someone rushed behind him to report.

"Wang, I heard that Princess Changle and the 200,000 loads of grain have been sent out of Shangjing." The man who spoke was bearded, tall, with his hair braided into a few strands, and he was dressed in armor, and he looked like he could fight and kill.

"Zanha is here to congratulate the king first, if Princess Changle comes, don't forget to let Zanha come and ask for a glass of happy wine!"

The man beside Zanha who was called the king pursed his lower lip, his eyebrows and eyes were deep, his eyes were a rare amber color, his nose was straight, his complexion was a healthy wheat color, he had the tall and heroic appearance of the people of the Western Regions, but he also had a face that made the men of the Central Plains jealous.

He licked his thin lips, and his small movements were also made abstinent by him.

Undoubtedly, he is handsome. But how do you describe this handsomeness?

He is different from those sons and brothers in Shangjing, but the kind of momentum that has been honed on the battlefield for a long time, and his every move will pull people's souls. Unlike Zaha, who is full of muscles, he has a strong build, but every move is full of power.

"It's nature." Thinking that it wouldn't be long before his little princess could come to him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl again.

It's been six years, and he's finally waited until today.

At this moment, the wonderful man in the carriage had already cried and his eyes swollen into walnuts.

Just now, she still wanted to feed the fish in the lotus pond in the past, while chatting with Caiyun next to her about the latest new clothes and jewelry in Beijing, and chatting about the most popular son brother in Beijing today.

However, disaster fell from the sky, and suddenly a large number of soldiers came by the lotus pond, led by the great eunuch next to his father, who was holding a holy decree in his hand.

She took the order in a daze, she only remembered what relationship was maintained, what peace, what righteousness.

Before she could figure out what was going on, she was stuffed into a carriage within two pillars of incense, and the carriage drove straight out of Beijing.

She panicked and hurriedly asked what was going on, only then did she know that she was going to be sent to Huicheng and to King Na Xirong.

She is like a mirror in her heart, and when she goes, she will either be a slave or a maid, or she will be accepted as a wife and concubine by the princes and nobles of Xirong.

My father even had a dowry, so it must be the latter.

No matter which possibility she posses, she will also be hostage in Xirong in this life, and she doesn't know when she will be able to see the Central Plains again......

Why is it her?

Thinking of this, her nose couldn't help but be sour again, she hadn't had time to say goodbye to her mother and brother!

Oh my God! Why are you still randomly delivering!

She burst into tears again.

Mama Pei beside her hurriedly comforted: "Don't cry, princess, hasn't the princess been listening to the story of King Xirong, and saying that he is a hero!" ”

Jun Juan blinked, what kind of story was she listening to?

Xirong Wang Zhehe kills without blinking, ruthless, he can slash the wolf king at the age of sixteen, and he is even more direct to the traitor!

Such a person can't help but praise a hero when he hears a story, but he really has to face it, who dares?

She hugged Mama Pei and said, "Mama, when we see King Xirong, we beg him... Let him let me go... I don't want to go to Sijon! If he offends King Xijon, he will have to peel his skin and cramp, but he will do it himself..."

Mama Pei is Jun Juan's nurse, how can she be willing to watch him enter the tiger's den since she was a child?

But who can disobey the emperor's holy decree, and who dares to disobey it?

What's more, it involves national affairs, although she can't bear it, she can't do anything after all, so she can only comfort: "Ah Wan doesn't cry, King Xirong won't hurt you, and no one can hurt Ah Juan." Ah Wan listens to Mama's words, and if she cries again, she will become ugly! ”

"Ah Juan just wants to live now, and other Ah Juan doesn't dare to ask for extravagance." She already loves beauty, and at this time, she is desperate to cry, and her eyes are already red and swollen.

She seemed to realize that she still wiped two handfuls of tears, sobbed twice, and stopped crying.

After all, the wood is already in the boat, and it is difficult to change it after crying.

Today's Huicheng has long been lit up, and the capital protection mansion where Zhehe temporarily lives is even more red.

The entire Huicheng did not panic at all, but was full of joy.