Princess Changning breathed a sigh of relief when she heard from Chanyu's side that she didn't need to accompany him to attend today's dinner.
Then he made the excuse that he needed to rest and quiet down, and asked all the maids to leave, leaving only Xianglian to serve him personally.
She quickly took off the complicated palace dress. Seeing Xianglian still standing there in a daze, she hurriedly urged her, "Quick, bring your clothes over."
There is less than an hour left before the palace banquet begins.
The dance performance by the women of Dayong was scheduled to be the last one to appear. But before the performance begins, they will be taken to Jingyang Palace where the dinner will be held.
Time was very tight; she had to set out when the dinner was about to begin and most people gathered at Jingyang Palace, and she had to do it before they were taken away!
Seeing that Xianglian hadn't responded yet, Princess Changning asked anxiously, "Xianglian, hurry up, what are you standing there for?"
Facing Princess Changning's anxious gaze, Xianglian gritted her teeth and took the prepared maid's clothes.
I couldn't help but ask again, "Princess, have you really thought it through?"
"There's nothing to think about." Princess Changning answered without hesitation.
"Princess, why don't you just forget it..." Xianglian finally advised: "If the Chanyu knew what you did today, he would definitely not let you go."
"If I don't do anything, will they let me go?"
Princess Changning laughed at herself, her eyes full of sarcasm, "Even if I don't let you go, what can I do?"
She knew very well that the Northern Barbarian Army had suffered a loss at the hands of Dayong not long ago. Although Dayong has suffered from natural disasters one after another, the front-line troops are sufficient, and General Shi of the Northern Army is still strong and healthy. Now is definitely not the best time to send troops to Dayong.
“As long as the Chanyu does not want to break off relations with Dayong now, he will never kill me.” Princess Changning said firmly.
As for, apart from the torture of unexpected death, she could no longer care about so much.
Xianglian knew that Princess Changning had made up her mind, so she stopped trying to persuade her. After helping her tie the belt around her waist, she followed closely and begged, "Princess, let me go with you."
"You stay." Princess Changning was particularly determined. "No matter who asks you about what happened today, you just insist that you know nothing."
"It's useless. I can't feel at ease if I stay here. Please let me go with you. I will cover for you and we can find the place quickly."
The Northern Barbarian Palace has almost the same layout.
As early as Princess Changning had just settled here and had the idea of going out to look for the women of Dayong, she asked Xianglian to take the opportunity of "asking for medicine" to find out the whereabouts of the singers and dancers in the palace.
Just as the two of them were following the deserted side hall, avoiding the other maids, and quietly looking for the women from Dayong.
Over there, the atmosphere was solemn.
Not long ago, in the palace of the Helian tribe, the instructor in charge of training the singers and dancers came to inform them that there would be an additional item to be added to tonight's performance.
After presenting a dance in which dozens of people dance together for the distinguished guests, these people will form groups of two to compete in dancing in front of the guests.
As for what a dance battle is and how to do it, the instructor did not explain anything at all. He just said that the guests should follow their arrangements when the time comes.
After the teacher left, the room fell silent.
They were not ignorant people who had just arrived in the Northern Barbarians and knew nothing. Over the past few months, they had come to a deep understanding of the cruel conditions in which the women of Dayong lived in the Northern Barbarians.
Many of the sisters who were sent to the Northern Barbarians together with them have lost their lives.
When they were handed over to the Helian tribe, they even became a little sober. After all, it was rumored that the Helian tribe was weak in military strength, and the people of this tribe were not as brutal as those of other tribes.
At least he was not like Zuo Guli King of the Huyan tribe, who took pleasure in torturing the women and children of Dayong.
But they didn't expect that they couldn't escape this fate even though they were in the Helian tribe...
Two people dancing together.
"I'm afraid this is similar to King Zuo Guli's fighting dogs." The fame of fighting dogs has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts. Just hearing about it makes them tremble.
There was a brazier burning in the room, and the women, dressed in veils, all had extremely pale faces.
It's not because of the cold, but because of the fear.
"Sister Bai, you shouldn't have come to accompany us."
Someone sighed and said to a woman in a red veil with outstanding temperament, "Go and beg them now. For the sake of the Second Prince, they will definitely let you go."
More than one person spoke out to persuade.
If today is destined to be the last day of their lives, then it would be a good thing if one more of them could survive.
In the crowd, Bai Mingwei, who was wearing a red veil and was being persuaded by everyone, shook her head firmly and said, "I can't leave."
Only by staying here can she fight for the last chance of survival for everyone.
Just then, there was a slight noise coming from the rear window.
Everyone looked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw a gray figure clumsily climbing in through the rear window.
The woman who was close by was about to scream when Bai Mingwei called out, "Don't make a sound!"
"Sister Bai?"
"It's the second prince." Bai Mingwei looked at the man who climbed up with the help of the window sill. Her eyes were full of solemnity, but with a barely perceptible tenderness.
There was also a hint of apology that only she knew about.
Helian Hulin changed into a servant's attire, and finally managed to get rid of the guards here and find a way to sneak in.
He was not a martial artist, and was already out of breath from running around, but he didn't have time to rest for a moment, and said in a hurry: "Mingwei, you can't go to perform for the Chanyu."
"They want you to imitate dog fights, two against each other, and the loser will be skinned and meat cut to feed the wolfhounds!"
"Hiss..." The sounds of gasping were heard at the same time.
Just as they thought, the ending of the dance battle was so cruel.
Not to mention how they will be humiliated by the barbarians during the dance battle, just the people in the room now... at least half of them will die tonight.
“We have no right to refuse.”
"..." Helian Hulin, who was excited, suddenly stopped talking and his face became slightly stiff.
After a moment of silence, a firm look appeared in his eyes, "I will find a way to take you away from here!"
Just as he finished speaking, the door made a sound again.
Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and the eyes that had just lit up dimmed.
With despair in their hearts, they all hurried towards the door and stood in front of Helian Hulin. Bai Mingwei also pushed Helian Hulin's head down, making his figure disappear behind the crowd's skirts.
The person who opened the door was not the instructor who had just left, but a palace maid with a completely unfamiliar face.
The stature of this palace maid was not like that of an ordinary northern barbarian woman. Instead, she looked more like someone from Dayong. Her temperament is even more unusual. She looks even more otherworldly than Bai Mingwei, which is not something that an ordinary person can cultivate.
The newcomer did not make anyone feel uneasy for too long. After looking around at the people in the house, he introduced himself directly:
"My title is Changning."
"Princess Changning?" Everyone suppressed the exclamation that was about to come to their lips.
Dozens of gazes that had just dimmed suddenly brightened up at the same time.
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