Qingyin was somewhat surprised. She had considered that Emperor Xuanwu might change his attitude, but she never expected that he would actually refuse to let her marry into the imperial family.

After all, the original owner's marriage proposal had already been announced to the grassland leader.

However, seeing the earnest look in Emperor Xuanwu's eyes, Qingyin understood his true feelings. She raised her beautiful face earnestly and looked at Emperor Xuanwu: "Father, your daughter wants to go to the grasslands."

“I know what Father Emperor means, but I want to prove that I, as a woman, can be just like my brother, the Crown Prince.”

Emperor Xuanwu remained silent for a while, then said, "Alright, since that's what you think, then just tell me about the Mongolian side, and Father will grant your request."

...

Having achieved her goal, Qingyin breathed a sigh of relief as she left the palace. After explaining things to her father, the Emperor, she no longer needed to worry about her mother. She could only wait and see what happened after they arrived in Mongolia…

Night had fallen, dark clouds covered the sky, and a light rain began to fall, much like the gloomy mood in Lin Huai's heart, the unspeakable feelings bottled up inside, mocking his arrogance.

He thought he was a gentleman who didn't care about women, but when he saw the princess at the banquet that day, he lost his soul.

He even forgot the annoyance and disgust the princess had shown him when she first came looking for him, when it was clearly his ungratefulness...

The servant standing behind his master dared not disturb his master's deep thoughts, keeping his head down and staring intently at the ground. In his concentration, he only heard his master's very soft voice: "I regret it."

But no matter how many people regret it, the day for Qingyin to leave has come.

When Tuoba Xun and his group arrived, their arrival was simple and unpretentious; when they left, they were incredibly cautious and deliberate.

The simple, plain carriage was replaced with a carriage that looked simple but not plain on the outside, and luxurious and soft on the inside. The army following around him included not only Tuoba Xun, but also dozens of others. If it weren't for a court official stopping him, saying that the number of people was too large and it looked like he was going to war rather than to arrange a marriage, Emperor Xuanwu would have liked to send several hundred more people to protect him.

If it weren't for Qingyin's appearance, Tuoba Xun would have been willing to oppose this move earlier. Having seen Qingyin, he understood Emperor Xuanwu's thoughts very well.

The eldest princess is like a precious gem; no amount of protection is too much.

Inside the carriage, Qingyin leaned against the spacious interior while Yuqin peeled fresh fruit, ensuring that Qingyin could eat whenever she wanted if she woke up on the journey.

The long procession of carriages stirred up some dust in the capital.

This also thwarted the ambitions of some people standing in the restaurant.

By the time they left the capital, it was already dark. To ensure the princess could rest, the carriage did not travel very fast.

Qingyin even took a nap halfway through the journey, and Yuqin, afraid of waking her, stayed outside the carriage.

When Qingyin woke up, she lifted the curtain and saw layers of stars shining in the sky, with tall soldiers of various statures guarding her all around.

Looking out the window at the familiar General Chen Wangsheng, Qingyin looked up in surprise, her voice still soft and sleepy from just waking up: "General, this is...?"

Chen Wangsheng, too nervous to look at the face that stirred his heart, said, "Princess, we have already left the capital and are still some distance from the nearest city. I plan to set up camp here and continue our journey tomorrow morning."

Seeing General Chen Wangsheng's obvious shyness, Qingyin smiled slightly and said, "Okay, thank you for your trouble, General."

"But I'm entitled to all the benefits I need, right?"

"Princess, rest assured, I have made all the preparations."

Qingyin wasn't surprised by his overly enthusiastic expression. She nodded casually and closed the curtain.

A little while later, Yuqin also returned.

Yuqin, who had taken care of the princess for many years, clearly knew all of the princess's habits. She brought out various fresh fruits and freshly cooked dishes and placed them in front of Qingyin.

"Princess, please try some. These fruits were picked by the two generals in the woods along the way. I think they are quite good, so I washed some and brought them over."

"Okay." Qingyin nodded, not in a hurry to taste the fruit, but picked up a piece of vegetables with her chopsticks. The familiar taste made her look up in surprise.

"This taste?"

Looking at the princess's expression, Yuqin said knowingly, "Princess, His Majesty brought the chef from the Imperial Kitchen, who is the princess's favorite, into the procession. This way, when the princess wants to eat, she won't have to go out to buy what she likes."

It must be said that when an emperor truly wants to make amends, what he does is absolutely sincere.

People tend to feel sleepy after a meal.

Qingyin rubbed her sleepy eyes, and Yuqin, being very perceptive, brought hot water for the princess to wash up.

The grasslands are a complex place with many powerful tribes. Due to their vast territory and sparse population, they are divided into eight relatively strong tribes. The current leader is Hertz, who was originally a mid-level tribe. He has suddenly risen to power and suppressed the other tribes, becoming the current Khan of the grasslands.

The leaders of the other seven tribes remained unchanged, but were automatically ranked one level below Hertz.

Many people are already satisfied with this result, and this top-down reform can be considered a success.

However, due to the establishment of the Great Khan, the original leaders of these tribes were not yet accustomed to gathering together to discuss political affairs, just like in the Central Plains.

Especially for the tribal leaders who were already at odds, such as the Tianshui tribe and the Wulu tribe, both of whose leaders were hot-tempered, their daily encounters often escalated from verbal battles to physical fights. If it weren't for the Khan keeping them in check, the two would probably be fighting to the death every day.

The onlookers were horrified.

Inside the tent, Hertz overheard his men saying, "The chief of the Tianshui tribe, Xitu, and the chief of the Wulu tribe, Laso, are fighting again."

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