Sang Jiang raised an eyebrow and accepted the handkerchief that she handed back.
Because her decision to marry into the royal family was made at the last minute, and Nangong Luoying was much shorter than her, her wedding dress didn't fit Sang Jiang properly. The dress she was wearing now was the one made for the Empress when she married the Emperor.
Even the bridal handkerchief in her hand was one that the Empress had used before.
For Sang Jiang, something so precious, how could she dare to use it?
Sang Jiang didn't think that much about it. She didn't really want to wear this wedding dress. The message from Dongchen was that they would send troops as soon as they received the princess. Even if they traveled non-stop, it would still take three days. Wearing the same dress for three days would be really uncomfortable for her.
She didn't know much about Chunhe before. Since Chunhe was someone Nangong Jin trusted, he naturally wouldn't harm her. She always thought that Chunhe was so upset because she was leaving home. Only now did she realize that Chunhe was an orphan.
She took Chunhe's hand and said softly, "If you really don't want to go, you don't have to force yourself."
No matter what, Chunhe is a Xifeng person. If she really can't bear to leave Xifeng and doesn't want to leave her, no one will force her. If she goes to Dongchen, at least she still has Kou'er and Sang Ruo, but Chunhe will only have herself left.
She wasn't someone who relied on anyone, so as long as Chunhe showed any sign of wanting to leave, she would let her go without hesitation.
Chunhe released her hand and knelt nervously before her: "Princess, that's not what I meant. I don't want to leave you. I'm willing to follow you. Please don't send me away!"
Sang Jiang lifted her veil and looked at Chunhe with a sigh: "My departure is like returning home, but Chunhe, you are leaving home. I am not trying to drive you away, but if your heart is not there, there is no point in going."
Chunhe knelt at her feet, wiping away her tears: "Princess, I know, I have no regrets following you."
Sang Jiang sighed and pulled Chunhe up, saying, "I don't care about people who aren't here with me. If you're not focused on them, you won't do a good job either. In that case, you can keep them for now."
Chunhe kowtowed to her: "This servant thanks the princess."
"Get up," Sang Jiang said, then closed her eyes to rest.
She was exhausted after a long day and just wanted to get some sleep.
Chunhe understood her thoughts and didn't bother her.
When Sang Jiang woke up, it was already dark, but the main force was still traveling without stopping. She pulled back the curtain and looked outside. Apart from the light of their torches, everything around her was pitch black.
When Chunhe saw that she was awake, she took out some snacks and water from the side and handed them to her: "Princess, are you hungry? Have some snacks to tide you over. We've been rushing along the way, so you might have to suffer a little."
Sang Jiang nodded nonchalantly. Anyway, she wasn't that delicate, and she could finally get a good night's sleep on the way.
...
When Nangong Luoying woke up, she found herself lying on a soft bed. She subconsciously looked down at herself and realized that she was still wearing the wedding dress she had tried on and hadn't had time to change out of. She was slightly relieved.
She rubbed her neck and slowly sat up, her thoughts churning.
She remembered that she was trying on her wedding dress when she suddenly heard that there were assassins outside. Before she could even change out of the dress and was about to go out to check, she was knocked unconscious. And now she woke up here...
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