Rare treasures were presented one by one, shining brightly and shockingly, causing the whole room to gasp.
"With so many treasures, did Bei Qiang send all their treasures here?"
"It seems that the Northern Qiang really want to make peace with us this time, otherwise they wouldn't have sent so many gifts."
"The battle against Northern Qiang wasn't in vain! Capturing Huo Pingchang seems to have caused them heavy losses!"
"Yeah, now I can only look on eagerly as they send me gifts...it really makes me look so powerful!"
…
The ceremonial officer sang for half an hour before he finished all the rituals.
In the words of bystanders, the gift sent by the Northern Qiang is comparable to the betrothal gift.
Yuan Musheng listened to the discussions around him with a calm expression and did not say much.
He also knew who sent it and to whom it was intended.
Jingyang naturally knew it too.
But neither side spoke until the end, when Jing Yang raised his hand and signaled Xuezhu behind him to come forward.
Xuezhu held an exquisitely carved mahogany box in her hands, walked slowly to Yuan Musheng, and presented it to him with both hands.
Jingyang's voice was light, yet solemn:
"The king said that the rest are just decorations, and he hopes that this gift will be delivered to Her Royal Highness the Princess."
Yuan Musheng took the gift box and nodded slightly.
"I will hand it over to my mother personally."
Jingyang watched him take the gift box, let out a sigh, and his expression slightly restrained.
"Then my mission on this trip is complete."
Yuan Musheng smiled slightly, with a faint light in his eyes, "Since you are here, come in and have a wedding banquet."
Jing Yang raised his eyes slightly, looked at him for a moment, and finally nodded.
…
Jing Yang stepped into the inner courtyard. As the announcement came, the female members of the family stood up to greet him.
She swept her eyes calmly over the crowd, nodded slightly in greeting, behaved gracefully, neither humble nor arrogant, and then found a neutral seat to sit down.
The guests were still talking in low voices, and occasionally their eyes fell on her with a bit of inquiry and curiosity.
The topics discussed by the female members were either the family's marriage or the secrets of the powerful and aristocratic families.
Occasionally I hear some familiar names.
"I met the princess's eldest son today. He is truly a handsome man. He has already been promoted to the fourth rank in the court. His future is limitless!"
"Of course. After all, he was personally taught by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and he's also the top scholar."
"I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is even more attentive in teaching the eldest son than he is in teaching the youngest grandson. He will be promoted in the future!"
"I wonder which noble lady will be favored by the princess and the eldest son..."
"I heard that the Xie family was discussing a marriage with the princess, but after the chaos a while ago, they put it on hold."
Jing Yang looked indifferent from beginning to end, as if all these gazes were like passing clouds and could not stir up the slightest ripple in her heart.
Soon, a pair of plain and slender hands gently handed over a cup of tea.
She paused slightly, looked up, and saw someone slowly sitting down beside her.
It’s Xie Wanqing.
When the two met again, they did not rush to exchange greetings, but just looked at each other with a slight smile on their lips.
The smile was faint, like a breeze blowing across the lake, creating a circle of barely noticeable ripples.
For Xie Wanqing, this is her cultivation as a lady from a noble family, as gentle and dignified as ever.
But Jingyang's smile was different from before.
Xie Wanqing was silent for a moment, and finally reached out and gently held Yang Yang's hand. She looked at her carefully, with a trace of heartache in her eyes.
"How are you?"
After she finished speaking, she realized that her voice was a little hoarse. The sourness in her throat that had been suppressed for a long time finally came up at this moment.
Jingyang lowered his eyes, looked at the hand she was holding, and gently held Xie Wanqing's hand in return, still smiling indifferently.
The sound was as light as the wind blowing through the spring trees, soft and peaceful—
"I am fine."
But Xie Wanqing noticed that even in June, Jingyang's hands were still cold.
A year ago, when she first met Jingyang, the then Princess Ji of Northern Qiang was a young girl who knew nothing about the world.
There is always a dazzling brightness between his eyebrows, his smile is carefree, and his eyes are full of longing and wanton light.
But now, Jing Yang has become much calmer and more reserved, and he has lost a lot of weight.
The once reckless edge of his body has been gradually worn away by time and reality.
Xie Wanqing sighed softly, but ultimately didn't ask any more questions.
She didn't want to mention the name that made it difficult for both of them to let go on this happy day.
But she knew in her heart that Mu Sheng and Jing Yang had changed a lot because of that incident.
After Jing Yang chatted with Xie Wanqing for a while, he still felt a little depressed, so he walked towards the back garden.
Walking slowly along the bluestone path, suddenly, a tree of deep red phoenix flowers came into view.
She paused slightly, stood quietly on the bridge, and gazed at the blooming red flowers.
The fiery red is particularly dazzling in the sunlight, like a burning flame, or a heat wave surging under the scorching sun, so strong that it almost blinds the eyes.
She was lost in thought, her thoughts drifting somewhere unknown.
The wind blew gently, bringing up a rain of petals that fell into the pond, creating ripples.
After an unknown amount of time, I heard soft footsteps behind me, followed by a clear voice.
“This is a Poinciana tree.”
Jingyang didn't look back, he already knew who was coming.
Her gaze still fell on the sea of flowers, and she whispered in a light tone:
"I've never seen such a tree in Northern Qiang..."
Yuan Musheng walked to her side, stood shoulder to shoulder with her, looked up at the flourishing branches, and said slowly,
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