"How do you know?" the Seventh Prince pressed.
Princess Jia Hua lightly patted the dust off her clothes without raising her head: "The Japanese bandits don't have the guts to steal the God of War's carriage. Besides, they clearly came to kill, not to rob."
She pointed to the carriage procession not far away, where all the boxes were intact.
This means that these people came to assassinate the Seventh Prince.
The Seventh Prince pursed his lips and remained silent, his eyes dark and unfathomable.
"Cousin!" Princess Mu Nan rushed over, her face pale with fright, her shoulders trembling violently. She buried her face in the Seventh Prince's arms, crying with tears streaming down her face: "You scared me to death."
The seventh prince awkwardly raised his hand and helped the person out of his arms: "It's alright now."
"Cousin, these Japanese bandits are incredibly audacious! Are you... are you alright?" Princess Mu Nan looked the Seventh Prince up and down.
"I'm fine, thanks to Miss Zhao for saving me," the Seventh Prince said.
Princess Mu Nan finally saw Princess Jia Hua clearly. Seeing the bloodstains on the other's face and the stains on her clothes, she almost vomited from the smell and backed away as she looked at Princess Jia Hua.
Just now, she watched with her own eyes as Princess Jiahua wielded a long sword, killing one person at a time without blinking an eye.
Girls like that are absolutely terrifying.
Princess Jia Hua, with a stern face, looked at Princess Mu Nan, who was so frightened that she hid behind the Seventh Prince and stammered, "Thank you, Miss Zhao."
"polite."
Soon, officials from the surrounding area arrived with their men to clean up the mess, and the group continued on their way.
The next two days were uneventful.
"We'll arrive in the capital of Southern Xinjiang tomorrow."
The Seventh Prince's voice came from outside the carriage: "Father Emperor prefers alluring and charming women, while those who are cold and aloof rarely have a good ending."
Princess Jia Hua frowned slightly: "Why does the Seventh Prince say these things?"
"If you fall out of favor, you will one day be forced to leave the palace."
Princess Jia Hua remained silent.
"My father dislikes intelligent women the most. There was a princess in Shu who was very intelligent but had a cold personality. My father spent three months coaxing her, and on the third day after he won her over, he tortured her to death."
Princess Jia Hua's expression tightened: "The Emperor of Southern Xinjiang was born lucky. He has a filial and obedient son who fights all over the world. He only needs to hide in the palace to eat, drink and have fun, and that's enough."
There was a moment of silence outside.
"I heard that when my father was twenty, he had a girl he liked. He was forced by his family to jump into the river and die in a red dress. When he died, he was still wearing a pair of red shoes. Since then, my father has hated red the most. In the southern border, people are not allowed to wear red for weddings."
"My father suffers from heart palpitations and cannot live without calming incense. He is most averse to tonka bean incense."
"Hates spicy food the most, loves sweets, and has a habit of taking a lot of tonics every day."
There was a slight awkwardness in his voice as he paused for a moment.
Princess Jia Hua lifted the curtain and pressed, "Why are you telling me all this?"
The Seventh Prince turned to look at Princess Jia Hua and said the same four words: "I was entrusted by someone."
Is he the fifth prince or the fourth prince?
She didn't press for who it was, but instead asked, "The Seventh Prince's words are both right and wrong. The Emperor of Southern Xinjiang went to great lengths to force me into this marriage alliance, and he won't give up just because of a little quirk. At least the novelty hasn't worn off yet, and he won't give up easily."
The seventh prince unconsciously tightened his grip on the reins.
“If the Seventh Prince wishes to protect my reputation, there is a way,” Princess Jia Hua said with a faint smile.
The seventh prince's eyelids twitched.
“As long as the Seventh Prince speaks up, and the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang needs your help, there’s a high chance he’ll let me go,” Princess Jia Hua said.
The seventh prince kept a tense expression and didn't say anything.
She released the curtain from her hands and crossed her arms over her chest: "Otherwise, those words I just said would have been enough to make the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang kill me in a fit of anger. It might not have helped me, but rather harmed me."
Even if she stands before the Southern Xinjiang Emperor in a red wedding dress and does the things he hates most, he won't despise her. At least he'll find her novel for a few days. Once the novelty wears off, he might not abandon her.
The worst outcome is death.
But she didn't want to die.
The two remained silent for the rest of the journey.
The next day at noon, they finally arrived at Jincheng, the capital of the Southern Frontier. The bustling city was far more prosperous than that of the Northern Chu.
People were enthusiastically hawking their wares on the streets, and there were all sorts of small vendors.
The road was wide enough for four carriages to travel side by side.
When the Seventh Prince entered the palace with his entourage, the guards said, "His Majesty departed for Huguo Temple two days ago and will not return for another two days."
Upon hearing this, the Seventh Prince had no choice but to turn back and return to his residence.
Princess Jia Hua was also settled in the Seventh Prince's residence. A clean and spacious guest house was found for her to stay in. The weather in the Southern Frontier was different from that in the Northern Chu, and it was too hot. Ice basins were placed in the house early on, and even the fruits were chilled.
The slightest movement left me feeling sticky all over, and I just wished I could stay next to the ice basin.
She hadn't had a chance to bathe the whole way, but when she arrived at the Seventh Prince's residence, she finally had a chance to relax. Fortunately, the people in the residence didn't make things difficult for her.
Bathing supplies were prepared quickly.
After soaking in the water for a full half hour, Princess Jiahua finally got up to relieve her fatigue, changed her clothes, and redoed her makeup.
Opening the window, you can see two pear trees in the yard, with many large, round pears already hanging on the branches, and a faint pear fragrance wafts into your nose.
"Can these be picked?" Princess Jiahua asked the maidservant in the corridor.
The maidservant nodded: "His Highness has given instructions. Please make yourself at home."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xiu Shu rushed out, hugged the thick pear tree, stood on tiptoe, and hooked it up. It took her a lot of effort to finally hook one up.
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