The atmosphere on Da Gan's side was tense. The emperor was absent-minded during court sessions, and the crown prince was also distracted during government affairs.

The ministers below followed suit, and they looked distracted, listless and listless, as if they had not had a full meal.

The Empress in the harem exempted the concubines from paying respects to her husband and stayed in the palace.

The whole palace was filled with gloom and dark clouds covered the sky.

The wedding procession from Dagan and the wedding reception team from Beihu kept stopping and starting along the way and were not getting along well.

They looked unhappy on the surface and in their hearts. The guards in silver armor and the Beihu warriors with scimitars on their waists looked at them carefully.

Everyone in the team focused their attention, intentionally or unintentionally, on the carriage in the middle of the team.

The noble person in the car made these ordinary people obsessed with him the moment they saw him.

The car curtains were tightly closed, making it airtight. The eyes that looked over with ulterior motives were unsurprisingly disappointed.

I only wish the breeze would carry my wishes and blow away the annoying car curtains.

In the carriage, the bride, who could not bear the weight, had taken off all the complicated gold hairpins and jade rings on her head early and changed into an ordinary long dress.

Her skirt was azure, and her jet-black hair was decorated with a simple jade hairpin. The hairpin had a very fine texture, which made her look extremely pure and elegant.

The lotus emerges from clear water, with natural and unadorned pure beauty.

Yu'er was very bored sitting in the car on the road all day, so she read some books to pass the time when she had nothing to do.

Meng'er, who was serving him, had a bright gaze on the beauty who was leisurely reclining on the couch and reading a book.

She looked for a long time, her eyes unsatisfied as she calculated the time.

After thinking for a while, she poured a glass of water and handed it to her sister who was leisurely flipping through the pages of a book.

The small carriage was quiet and cozy, and the rich fragrance of the beauty unknowingly filled the entire space.

Her fair white wrist fell lightly on the edge of the couch, and she raised one hand with pink fingertips as she obediently took the water handed to her by her sister.

Meng'er saw her cherry pink lips pursed, and her pointed chin was as white and clear as frost and snow.

Such a delicate and weak person, Meng'er dared not to think about escaping from her.

People often say that daughters are made of water, but her sister is more than just as gentle as water. She is clearly a handful of snow from the top of Tianshan Mountain that has transformed into a human form and will melt away if you are not careful.

Meng'er took the cup of water handed to her by her sister as usual, feeling extremely worried.

His eyes were fixed on his sister's eyes, which were as clear as the breeze as she was about to pick up the book to study carefully. He seemed to be hesitant to speak, with an embarrassed look on his face.

Yu'er, who was lying on the couch, was not blind. Through the pages of the book, she glanced at her sister who looked more and more melancholy in recent days with her bright eyes.

He simply put down the book in his hand, looked at the man and spoke slowly.

"What's wrong, sister? Is there anything that worries you? Tell me."

Meng'er, struggling and picking her hands, looked back into her sister's clear, cold and frosty eyes.

The moon is her eyebrows and the stars are her eyes. My sister's eyes are sparkling and look really beautiful.

I was stunned for a long time, and more than once I stared at my sister's eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips, becoming infatuated with her.

"The barbarians from the Northern Hu look rude and impolite, full of hot-bloodedness. They're really scary. If, if they knew, what would we do?"

These days, Meng'er always secretly looked out through the curtains of the carriage.

The men of the Northern Hu are all tall, with amazing arm strength and are eight feet tall.

The sound of his laughter was more noisy than the ringing of a heavy bell.

There were even quite a few men whose faces were covered with prickly beards, and the unkempt beards covered most of their faces, leaving only a pair of bright and lively round eyes exposed.

Such a man is more ferocious than a tiger and stronger than a black bear. At first glance, he doesn't look like a human being but rather like a rude beast.

If these rude beasts knew that their sister was not a princess of noble Dagan descent, but that Dagan simply looked down on them and deliberately found a lowly palace maid to take the blame.

They are people who eat raw meat and drink blood. If they knew the whole story, they might kill the palace maids in anger because Da Gan looked down on them and deliberately found them to disgust them.

Past mistakes are lessons for the future.

Back then, the late emperor was reluctant to let his princess marry out, so he also found a maid in the palace and named her a princess to marry into a distant place.

As a result, the maid who was named princess married him, but the news leaked out not long after.

At that time, the Great Chanyu of the Northern Hu Kingdom was so angry that he actually killed the princess who came to marry him in court.

Imagine that my delicate and weak sister would have to marry such an unkempt man in the future, and if she is not careful, she might even be killed.

Meng'er couldn't compare to her in terms of contentment. She had more concerns and was very worried.

Compared to her sister's worries and sorrows, Yu'er, the person involved, is very open-minded.

She held her sister's hand, and lifted her sister's lowered chin with interest with her fingertips, and looked at her with sadness.

With a sigh, she consoled with an open mind.

"Sister, why do you have to think so much? There will always be a way out. Don't you believe me?"

In fact, Yu'er was not as confident as she appeared. The lives of these people were as fragile as paper.

A single word from the superior could easily cost them their lives.

They are equally powerless to struggle and resist, and can only calmly face their predetermined fate.

Just like a dandelion, it takes root wherever it flies, whether it is dry land or deserted grassland. As long as it can survive, all it wants is to live well.

My mind was wandering, but I had something to say.

"Sister, don't forget what you promised me. When I'm sent to the grassland, you'll follow Dagan's wedding procession back obediently. Do you understand?"

The two sisters have a deep affection for each other. Yu'er's saliva has dried up, and Meng'er is like a stubborn donkey, standing there with her neck stiff, looking stubborn as if she will go even if you don't let me go.

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