The female protagonist has a system that makes her more beautiful based on the original body's foundation. She is a crowd-pleaser, and the story will never be angst-inducing for the female lead...
Meng Dan was preoccupied and didn't notice his elder brother's gaze; otherwise, he would have noticed it long ago.
In contrast to Meng Dan and Meng Tian's reluctance to part, Fu Erkang was filled with impatience and annoyance. He had already harbored resentment because of Princess Hanxiang's departure from Ziwei, and besides, this was merely a small, weak tribe surrendering to the Qing Dynasty. He ignored the pleasantries of the eldest prince, Beili Hezhuo, and stood coldly to the side, saying routinely, "I, Fu Erkang, was sent by the Emperor to fetch the princess. The matter is urgent; please leave, princess, there is no need to delay."
Upon seeing the merciless Fulkang, Bailey and Zhuo's expressions faltered for a moment, but they quickly composed themselves and replied with a smile. In contrast to the calm and composed eldest prince, the unruly Aksang standing behind him wore his anger and disgust on his face, shouting, "You! How dare you!"
Bailey reached out to stop the young general from speaking, and praised Fu Erkang in a seemingly warm manner, "Commander Fu Erkang is truly a promising young man, and his respect for the Emperor is also selfless! However, my two younger sisters are delicate and cannot withstand too much hardship, so please bear with them, Commander Fu Erkang."
Fu Erkang, of course, understood the sarcasm of the eldest prince opposite him and also sensed the young general's dislike and aversion towards him. After all, this was someone else's territory, and it was indeed his fault for taking his anger out on the eldest princes. He straightened his attitude.
Fu Erkang softened his tone, but he didn't miss what the eldest prince was saying. Two younger sisters, and now another princess. He was a little puzzled, but whether he was sending one or two was none of his business. He thought coldly, but said respectfully, "Please, princesses, get in the carriage."
But his gaze, lowered, was immediately drawn to a woman dressed in a purple sari and veiled at the same time. Her skin was excessively white, and her swaying gait exuded charm; every movement revealed a myriad of allure. The woman beside her, dressed in a white sari, was also a beauty, but she paled in comparison to the woman in purple. Was that woman Princess Hanxiang?
Fu Erkang's thoughts were disturbed by this woman who was completely different from Ziwei. He asked almost in a panic, "Who are these two?"
The woman in the purple sari is none other than Qingyin. Qingyin also carefully observed this Lord Fu'erkang, who finally won the heart of the beauty. With his sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, he was imposing and dignified. No wonder he could win the favor of Princess Ziwei and Princess Qing, who had seen many talented people by the side of the Empress Dowager.
The eldest prince, Bailey, and Zoro briefly introduced their sisters.
Fu Erkang now knew the identity of the woman in the purple sari as Princess Guli. He didn't stare at the two princesses, but only glanced at Princess Guli out of the corner of his eye.
After lingering for a moment, Qingyin shifted her gaze. When Fu Erkang began to notice Princess Guli's gaze, he unconsciously straightened his chest and adjusted his posture, but he felt a sense of loss after losing Princess Guli's gaze.
He forcibly suppressed his emotions and led the large group on their journey.
Qingyin and Hanxiang were seated separately in the carriage. The best carriage should have been given to Princess Hanxiang, but Fu'erkang felt that Princess Guli deserved it. With the Emperor's spies in the group, he couldn't use the best carriage, but he still gave his own to Princess Guli. While his own carriage wasn't the best, it was definitely more comfortable than the others.
Once inside the carriage, Qingyin looked around at the space. It was about the size of three or four people, and the furnishings were quite nice. They weren't exactly luxurious, but they were certainly not bad either. It seemed that the emperor was quite satisfied with the surrender of the Hui people, and the carriage he had prepared was also quite good.
But now Meng Dan has probably secretly followed the group too! Qingyin thought to herself, but she didn't intend to tell the love-struck Hanxiang that her younger sister was really stubborn about meeting Meng Dan.
Just as Qingyin had suspected, Meng Dan secretly followed the group. Before leaving, he even argued with Meng Tian, who suppressed his anger, saying, "Do you know what you're doing?"
Meng Dan remained silent, and then, seeing the disappointment in Meng Tian's eyes, said, "Hanxiang is everything to me. I would die without her, brother."
"It's the younger brother who is unfilial."
Looking at his obsessive younger brother, Meng Tian slapped Meng Dan across the face. "If you dare to affect the family, I will kill you with my own hands."
Meng Dan was slapped, knelt on the ground, kowtowed several times to Meng Tian, and then chased after Han Xiang's group in the distance.
Meng Tian remained where he was until he was out of sight. Only then did he turn back to Mongolia. The biggest difference between him and Meng Dan was that he had responsibility in addition to love. He could not abandon the smiling children and relatives in the tribe, so he decided to end it there.
On the way to the capital of the Qing Dynasty, Qingyin was unaware that someone was watching her. This time, she only brought Alisa as her personal maid, and chatting with Alisa every day wasn't too boring.
"Princess, thankfully it's rained a few times these past few days, so it's not so hot anymore. Otherwise, you would have had to leave again right after you got back, which would have been too tiring." Alisa said with relief as she fanned Qingyin to cool her down.
Qingyin was also helpless, as they had been traveling the whole way, and even the carriage rides were hardly a pleasant experience. "It will be better once we reach Daqing."
"I wonder if the capital is as big and beautiful as those merchants describe? Princess, do you think all the people in the capital are good-looking?"
Qingyin flipped through the book in her hand. Her older brother knew that she had been enjoying reading novels and miscellaneous writings from the Qing Dynasty lately, so he specially found some for her to pass the time. "The Qing Dynasty was full of talented people, of course there were good-looking people there. But every place has both ugly and beautiful people. You'll know when you see it with your own eyes."
"Anyway, I'm definitely not as pretty as you, Princess."
Alisa gazed at the princess's fair and soft face, as smooth as mutton fat, and her naturally red lips. Even as she languidly leaned back in her chair, casually flipping through a book, she exuded a mature charm. Alisa's face, flushed from the high altitude, turned even redder, and she massaged Qingyin's shoulders with even gentler movements.
Fortunately, the princess didn't need to wear a veil in the carriage; otherwise, seeing her face covered by a veil would be a complete waste! Alisa thought to herself, while keeping a watchful eye on the doorway, afraid that some lecherous man might dare to offend the princess.
The soldiers on the road also learned that two princesses were going to the Qing Dynasty. In particular, the maidservant of Princess Guli was extremely fierce and blocked everyone from seeing Princess Guli, which aroused discussion in the group.
During a break, several soldiers huddled together. "You know, why do Princess Guli's maids act like we're trash? They give the princess food that none of us can handle, and they keep complaining about how bad it is!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"Exactly! Does she think her Princess Guli is some kind of hot commodity? Even Princess Hanxiang, who is hailed as the most beautiful woman in the Southern Frontier, isn't this exaggerated!"
"That's right, that's right!"
The soldiers' discussion was completely unbeknownst to Fu Erkang, who was watching from behind. Aya, Fu Erkang's subordinate, shuddered at the sight of his master's dark expression and sternly reprimanded the men.
"How dare you speak ill of the princess! Kneel down at once!"