C9

Yue Chanjuan did not expect Qin Yun to ask such a question. She was slightly angered in her heart. These servants, even if they died in her hands, she never mistreated them. Now that she had been forced to marry into a concubine family, the closest maid by her side actually had a bad feeling.

"This servant's life was bestowed to me by Her Highness the Princess. This servant is willing to die for the Princess, not to mention to the outside world. "Your servant is just worried about the princess. The princess marries so far to the other side of the wall, yet so bitter and cold. How can the princess go with such a valiant folk style?"

"You can't go. I can't, I can't, and you can't."

"It's a pity that this servant is incompetent, and cannot take the place of the princess. Princess can let General Qin go? "

"Shut up!"

At this moment, the last thing she wanted to hear was this person's name.

"This servant knows her wrongs. This servant deserves to die. Please calm your anger, Your Highness."

Qin Yun prostrated himself on the ground in fear. The words he had said just now had probably made the princess unhappy. She was just the daughter of a convicted military officer who was going to be sent off as an official courtesan. Originally, she had prepared to end it herself. Unexpectedly, they met the princess and were kept by her side, saving her from the shame of being an official courtesan.

She lowered her head to look at Qin Yun kneeling at her feet. Qin Yun's words had caused a figure to appear in her mind. Where is he now?

The hand in the cuff, holding tight, fingernails in the heart. It had been a long time since he had seen him. Once in the palace, they would no longer be able to see each other. Now, they had to be intimate with each other. Even if they were to get married, it wouldn't be on their own.

"If I could choose, would I choose to be with him?"

A handsome and affectionate face appeared in front of her eyes. Both she and he had no other choice but to marry each other.

Now, even if she couldn't forget, she had to keep it in her heart. She had no right to refuse the decree of Emperor Sheng. If it involved him, she would not be the only one to die.

That night, Emperor Sheng's words were full of threats. Even if she was not afraid of death, she couldn't not think for him. When he promised to leave, Emperor Sheng also promised to not send him to the northern border.

Perhaps this was the only thing she could do for him.

Who could have known that when she agreed to leave, her heart was filled with unspeakable bitterness?

"In the future, don't ever mention him again!"

The news that Princess Wuyou was about to leave her side and marry her was spreading in the imperial court. This was to be expected. For this reason, Emperor Sheng had specially increased Yue Chanjuan's utility by a great deal.

Looking at the gifts she had received over the past few days, a sneer appeared on her face. Were these the rewards for selling her to the Huns?

"Your majesty, you're truly generous. You used these things to send me out of the city, leaving behind my beloved sister."

In the room, there were only four servants, Qin Yun. These four servants were all loyal to her. Thus, she didn't have much scruples when she spoke. Some of these maids had followed her for nearly four years. Not long after she had arrived at the Eastern Palace, they had served her closely.

"Reporting to the princess, the teacher who teaches the language, customs, and etiquette of the princess Hun requests an audience."

"Pass."

She sat in the middle. If she knew that she would be sent to the outside of the city to be married, she would have long learned the language of the Huns and understood their affairs.

"Your servant pays his respects to the princess."

A person walked in from the outside. His tall stature was ethereal and ethereal. He was not wearing any official attire, only a bamboo green robe, embroidered with fine green bamboo.

He had a tall and straight back, and was as handsome as a poplar tree. His skin was fair, but there was also a touch of elegance in his handsomeness. There was also a hint of gentleness in his handsomeness. A pair of eyes, rippling with light, made her think of autumn water as eyes. It was as if the autumn waters were reflecting her unparalleled beauty.

He could not help but be absent-minded for a moment. Such a man was truly rare. It would cause countless girls to be distracted by dreams.

Judging from his age, he should be around twenty years old, but no one knew who he was.

"Rise, who are you?"

"Chin Zhong Ao Shuang, come to teach the Princess the language of the Hun and other matters."

"Do you know the language of the Hun? Have you ever been to the Hun?"

"Reporting to the princess, when I was young, I was a teenager. I once went to the northern border with uncle, and also went to the Huns."

His heart leaped madly, and he could vaguely smell a bizarre fragrance in the air. This fragrance …

Zhong Ao Shuang lowered her head deeply, not daring to raise her head to look at Yue Chan Juan. She had already done so with a cursory glance just now. He had seen countless beautiful women, but he had never felt this way before.

Her slightly young and tender face, on the other hand, exuded nobility and cold arrogance. However, her cold arrogance did not bore anyone. It was an innate beauty, and it only served to accentuate the beauty of the young girl in front of them.

What greeted his eyes was a pair of deer-skin boots, faintly tinged with mud. With a single glance, he could already see that the princess was wearing a tight-fitting, narrow sleeved archery suit. Her slim waist was right in front of her eyes.

A belt the width of a palm was tied around his waist. He could not even hold it properly as he was about to fly. The tight clothing outlined the exquisite and graceful curves, causing one's heart to palpitate. At the sleeves, a pair of delicate, jade-like hands rested on the armrests of the chair. They were crystal clear, as if they were fine white jade sculptures made from mutton fat.

Beneath his ribs was a treasured sword, as though he had just returned from a sword dance.

His light breathing entered Zhong Ao Shuang's ears, making his face flush and his heart race. Lifting his eyelids slightly, he happened to see Yue Chanjuan's heart beat as it rose and fell. There was a momentary pause.

Yue Chanjuan took off her treasured sword below her ribs. She had just returned from martial arts training, and Zhong Ao Shuang had already arrived. Noticing that Zhong Ao Shuang's white face was covered with a layer of faint blush and added to her handsomeness, she couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.

"Since you have been to the Huns, it would be for the best. Tell me about the Huns first."

"Hun

The nomads who had been active on the prairie had been on a long journey. The Huns were a people on horseback, and the cavalry was good at using spears and bows. "In order to find a new grassland that is suitable for grazing, the Huns have brought their families and a large number of horses and animals to migrate …

Zhong Ao Shuang explained the history of the Huns to Yue Chan Juan. An entire afternoon passed in this explanation, and from time to time, she would peep at Yue Chan from the corner of her eyes.

For several days in a row, besides practicing martial arts, Yue Chan Juan spent her time learning the Hun language from Zhong Ao Shuang, understanding the characteristics and habits of the Hun.

"Master Zhong, are the Huns so cruel and untrustworthy?"

"The Princess may call this subject by his name, but those who have not dealt with the Huns are often mistaken about them. This official's uncle has been doing business with the Huns all year round. Although the Huns are brave and even valiant, they still have a strong sense of faith. However, the Huns did not know how to grow, and because of this, most of them were poor. Especially during the year of the natural disaster, they would invade good fortune and plunder property. "

"I have heard that the Huns burn and kill and plunder women and their possessions. "What kind of appearance does the Huns have?"

The Huns are short and thick, with a large round head, high cheekbones, a broad nose, and a thick beard on the upper lip. His eyebrows were thick, and his eyes were bright and full of spirit. He was wearing a long, loose robe with split sides and a belt tied around his waist. Both ends of the belt hung in front of him. A short fur around the shoulders and a fur cap.

"So, you're not a very vicious person?"

"Yes, for many years, the Huns have also been married to the Han Chinese, so many Huns do not look much different from us."

"If you are such an elegant person, I am afraid that the young girls of the great clans would flock to marry into the Huns."

A hint of a smile appeared on his face, and the coldness between his brows faded. After a few days of contact, a favorable impression was formed in his heart towards this scholarly university scholar. This was one of the few opportunities she had to get in contact with outsiders in the past year.

After slightly pondering for a moment, he finally asked: "Have you ever seen the envoys sent by the Great Moon Branch, as well as the crabapple pears, all alone? That crabapple pear is alone, what kind of appearance does it have? "

"This subject has never seen the crabapple pear alone, but I have seen the two envoys sent by the Great Moon Sect. They are both distinguished men."

Zhong Ao Shuang was extremely regretful. Such a peerless beauty, a talented female princess of the Great Kang Country, how could she be married off to someone from far away?

Slightly pondering, he opened his mouth and said, "Princess, please forgive me for my presumptuousness. A few days ago, the crabapple pears of the Great Moon sent envoys to pay their respects to His Majesty and request for a marriage, to marry him as a princess. This subject has heard that Your Highness is the princess of the Great Moon Branch. "

"Exactly, it's just that I don't want to be married off to a pear, so I chose to marry off one of the princes. I wonder, what kind of advice does Teacher have? "