When Nameless reacted, he found himself standing in front of an empty pasture, surrounded by abundant water and grass, cows and sheep grazing leisurely, and the environment looked peaceful.

“?????????????????????????????????????” A crisp child's voice came from behind Nameless, and Nameless followed the prestige to see a young child and a woman sitting on the fence chatting.

“????????????????” The woman patiently explained to her, and as she spoke, she held the little girl in her arms, looking very doting.

Nameless reacted that he couldn't understand what they were saying, and hurriedly used his mind to turn their words into a language he could understand.

"However, I never saw my father come over, and they all called me a herding princess. The child snuggled in his mother's arms, looking extremely happy, but his little face was frowning at this time.

"Well," the woman looked unable to answer the question, and looked into the distance with wistfulness, "Your father will come to see us," as if she was both helpless and full of anticipation.

Nameless only found out at this time that this woman was also a stunning woman, with long black hair flowing down, fair but slightly rough skin, slender figure, delicate facial features, from the eyebrows, curved thin eyebrows are a bit like the princess of the Western Regions in adulthood, although not as good as the five daughters and the princess of the Western Regions, but it is also eye-catching, but the clothes are relatively shabby, and the face is covered with wind and frost, obviously suffering a lot here.

What surprised Nameless even more was that this woman was obviously a Central Plains woman, and she didn't even look very similar to the child in her arms, the child in her arms was cute and lovely, with big eyes and a round chin, like a doll, and at first glance it was a beauty, and this child was obviously the object of Nameless Memory, the princess of the Western Regions.

"Mom, what do they mean when they say I'm a mixed-race child, a native of the Central Plains, not a proper person?"

"Don't listen to their nonsense, you are the princess of the Tutuo tribe, of course you are a Tutuo person," the woman reassured the child.

"But Daddy has so many princesses, Gilly, Zheli, Anthy, so many, and so many, and why is it that their hair is yellow and I am black?" asked the child again.

"We are from the Central Plains, and they are naturally different, the Central Plains are amazing. The woman continued to comfort the child.

"But they don't have to herd, they all have a lot of people to serve, only my mother and I need to herd, and there is no one in our tent who comes over occasionally, except for Uncle Ran, who occasionally comes over. "The child is wronged again.

"Don't you like grazing?" asked the woman softly to the child.

"Yes, I like these cows, cows, horses and horses, they never graze, so I don't know how good they are," the child's eyes immediately lit up when he said about grazing, and his spirit quickly recovered.

The child was happy for a while, and suddenly remembered a question, "Mom, what do you mean by the Central Plains? You said that you are from the Central Plains, what kind of place is that?"

"Central Plains, it's fun, there are a lot of interesting places, such as...."When the woman heard the child ask about the Central Plains, her eyes immediately lit up, hugged the child, and told her all kinds of stories.

The child seemed to like to hear these stories very much, and in the mother's arms, the little eyes became brighter and brighter, full of longing, and the mother and daughter snuggled up to each other and gradually disappeared in front of the nameless.

Nameless was in a much better mood when he saw this scene, and finally he didn't have to see painful memories every time he came in, it seemed that the princess of the Western Regions was still very happy, and Nameless was still secretly happy, but suddenly heard a sentence, "Don't!"

The miserable and sharp voice frightened Nameless, and hurriedly looked around, only to find that the scene had changed into a murderous court, where the little princess was shouting hoarsely, and two people were tied in the center of the court, one of whom had a beard and a strong body, and the other person turned out to be the woman Nameless had just seen.

"The thieves are ruined, the harem is confused, and the princess Anming fornicates with her, and she should be punished according to the crime, and the princess of Anming will be punished according to the crime. A man who appeared to be a courtier read from the side.

"Dad, Mom is not guilty, you let Mom go. The little princess had already cried into tears, and said to a middle-aged man on the side, this middle-aged man was very heroic, with sharp edges and corners, and he was rarely handsome.

"Daddy knows. The middle-aged man seemed to be very unbearable to see this scene, but he seemed to have something unspeakable, and looked at an elderly minister next to him, "Uncle Dakang, is there really no room for maneuver in this matter? Concubine Ming is not such a person, there must be a misunderstanding." "It seems to be interceding for them.

"Hmph!" the old minister looked old-fashioned, "Your Majesty, don't forget how the Han people slaughtered our tribe, send a princess over to ask for peace, and it's too underestimated to look down on our proper department, now that the Central Plains is in decline, it is a good opportunity to seek great things, Your Majesty don't mislead the country because of the love of your children, do you remember your father's and brother's hatred?"

"Even if you want to avenge your father and brother, Concubine Ming is also innocent, she has banished them to the ranch, and it is okay to let them and their mother live, why make such a fuss. The middle-aged man also wanted to continue to convince the elderly minister.

"Now that the crime has been decided, and all the crimes of adultery are known, what to do, Your Majesty, you will decide, it was not the turn of the old minister to interject, but the old minister wants to remind Your Majesty that the Anyan Ministry, the Jizhe Ministry, and the Chagatai Department are all waiting for Your Majesty's decision, if Your Majesty does not make a bad decision, the tribal rebellion will not be a matter for Princess Anming. The old minister looked solemn, full of murderous energy, and it seemed that he had to kill Princess Anming.

The middle-aged man listened to the old minister's words, knew that there was no room for maneuver, closed his eyes and waved his hand, and hugged the little princess tightly in his arms, unable to bear to look at it again.

The old minister who saw this signal seemed to have seen something he had been waiting for for a long time, and his whole person was in good spirits, and he stood up excitedly, puffed out his eyes, and shouted at the knife and axe hand with a hideous face, "Kill!"

"Your Majesty," the woman also heard the killing, and wanted to use her last strength to say something, "Take care of Mu..."

"Mother!" the little princess rushed out like crazy when she saw her mother fall, but she was too small, and was soon stopped by the strong guards, and could not come any closer, and her little hands stretched forward, and her cry was hoarse.

The little princess was still crying, but when she saw a samurai coming out from behind the old minister, she raised her hand and hit the little princess the neck, the little princess slowly fainted, and the scene around the nameless disappeared.

When Nameless saw the scene again, he found that the little princess seemed to have grown up a little, and was playing with a woodcarved villain in a gray tent, her eyes glazed and distressing.

She was playing alone, and a middle-aged woman came in from outside, holding a bowl in her hand, and threw it on the ground, "Princess Zhongyuan, give!" After she put down the bowl in a rough voice, she didn't look at the little princess, turned around and left.

The little princess seemed to have just reacted that someone had come in, put down the little man in her hand, looked at the food on the ground, although it looked delicious, she didn't eat a bite, but picked up the little man in her hand, and silently read, "Da Mingshen, Da Mingshen, can you fulfill my wish? I want a friend!"

The little princess silently made a wish, unconsciously tears remained, looking at the pitiful appearance of the little princess, Nameless finally couldn't bear it, he knew that it was wrong to modify other people's memories, but such memories were too miserable.

The little princess was silently making a wish, suddenly a gust of wind blew, the door of the tent was blown up, and a man in white appeared in front of her with long hair, the man was fair and beautiful, and his clothes were blown by the wind, which increased the fairy spirit, "Little princess, don't cry, I'll be your friend, okay?"