A sandalwood comb brushed through her smooth, dark hair, which resembled piled-up emeralds. Qing'er's hands did not stop moving, but her gaze remained fixed on the mirror in front of her. Looking at the person in the mirror, she was momentarily stunned.
Her eyebrows were like willow leaves, her eyes sparkled like silver stars, her nose was delicate and her lips were like jade, and her face was as beautiful as a peach or plum blossom.
Her delicate features and fair face were more beautiful than flowers; her fingers were like slender scallions and her lips were like vermilion. Even without expression, she was enough to make people's hearts flutter.
"Qing'er, put your hair up." Jin Changge's lips parted slightly in the mirror.
"Oh, okay." Hearing the call, Qing'er snapped out of her daze and quickly sped up her work.
A moment later, after her long hair was styled into a bun and adorned with various ornaments, Qing'er looked at herself in the mirror again, her gaze completely fixed on it.
Even without any makeup, her face is extremely beautiful, but now, with makeup applied, she has become an unparalleled beauty.
Jin Changge wore the Fengxian Shuyu Crown, her hair was piled with golden phoenix silk, and she wore phoenix earrings with Muyang pearls. If you didn't look at her slightly furrowed eyebrows, she could be described as perfect at this moment.
It was a slanted red silk robe, its colors vibrant, and a high hairpin adorned with pearls and jade, gleaming brilliantly.
This made Qing'er sigh in her heart: Miss is truly the most beautiful woman in the world, but... it seems that beautiful women have always had short lives. I wonder if today's plan will go smoothly. If it does succeed, Miss will still have a chance to live.
Just then, a soft laugh interrupted Qing'er's thoughts.
"This thing is so heavy... My neck is already sore after just a short while... I really don't know if she gets tired wearing this every day, it's really funny." Jin Changge touched the laurel wreath on her head, a faint smile on her face.
"Then let me rub it for you." Qing'er reached out and placed her hand on Jin Changge's fair neck.
Just as she lowered her hand, Jin Changge caught it. "Qing'er, your hand is so cold."
Qing'er was taken aback. In fact, when her hand touched Jin Changge's warm palm, Qing'er realized that her hand was actually so cold.
"Then I..." Qing'er was at a loss.
"No need, I'm going out now, you should go out too."
Jin Changge turned her head, raised her delicate chin, and looked at Qing'er with her eyes as clear as autumn water, her face full of smiles.
Looking at that smiling face, tears welled up in Qing'er's eyes.
The next moment, she hugged Jin Changge's waist, pressed her face against her back, and whispered something.
Jin Changge's expression showed slight surprise, but then gradually calmed down, and her gaze became increasingly gentle.
"Are you ready? It's time, we still have to get going." A voice called from outside the door.
Jin Changge stood up, and when he turned around, he saw Qing'er's reluctant face, her eyes already filled with tears.
She reached out to hug Qing'er, but ultimately didn't fully embrace her. After all, her makeup was already done, and she knew she wouldn't be able to handle even the slightest emotional fluctuation.
"Don't say anything more, and you don't need to see me off."
"I'm leaving."
So she simply uttered those words, then turned away without looking at Qing'er again and walked straight out.
Qing'er nodded, watching her gradually walk out. She involuntarily bent over, then covered her mouth, closed her eyes, and squatted on the ground.
When the gongs and drums sounded, when joyful laughter came from outside the door, when the words "Let's set off" were shouted, and when more and more voices rang out, Qing'er could no longer hold on and burst into tears in the room.
There was so much laughter and joy that the sound of crying was so faint that no one noticed it.
When she started to vomit from crying, Qing'er gradually got up from the ground. She wiped away her tears and quietly ran out of the palace in the dim light of dawn.
Then, she left with those who had been waiting for her for a long time.
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Dozens of horse-drawn carriages passed through the street, which was already packed with people on both sides.
Men, women, and children huddled together, their faces showing different expressions and their emotions varying, all engaged in lively discussion.
A princess's marriage is a major event, but Jin Changge's marriage can only be described as "extraordinary".
This was the first time in the Great Gan Dynasty that a princess had married into an overseas country. That was fine, after all, there's always a first time. But from the wedding ceremony, which clearly lacked "etiquette," it was obvious to everyone that this marriage was not a purely "happy event."
"Shouldn't it be that foreigner who came to escort us out of the mansion? Sending us out like this is a disgrace to our mansion!" An old man in the crowd said in a low voice, his face full of anger.
"A tiger fallen into the plains is bullied by dogs. Do you think today's court is the same as before? Now the court is controlled by others and has to listen to the orders of those foreigners," someone said coldly, arms crossed.
"Heh, I don't know if you've heard, but this isn't just about marrying off a princess. It's said that the foreigners have made quite a few demands because of this marriage, and the 'dowry' our court is sending is quite generous," a burly man sneered.
"Stop meddling in other people's business! Mind your own business! The court has its own plans! Don't you know these foreigners are all from powerful countries?" The white-faced, beardless scholar stared at the carriage and said unhurriedly.
He then added with a smile, "It's a pity the princess is in the carriage, so we can't see her face. She must be as beautiful as a fairy today. What a pity... we won't be able to see such beauty."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than someone hissed in a low voice:
"She doesn't even deserve to be called a celestial being! She's nothing but a lowly servant!"
"You sons of bitches! Bah! You're all a bunch of traitors! What kind of wedding is this? You've completely disgraced our ancestors!"
"Who?! Who's gossiping? Come out!" the scholar shouted.
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