Chapter 2: First Meeting with the Princess: Since you like me, you can sit on me...
The sun was rising, and the morning light was shining everywhere. The envoys from Liang State stood at the city gate, ready to welcome the incoming Crown Princess.
The morning light fell on everyone's face, drawing a clear dividing line. Everyone raised their heads and looked straight into the distance.
A sixth-rank official scoffed, "Jiang State has truly lost. They even sent the old emperor's favorite daughter for marriage."
Someone couldn't help but agree: "I heard that the Emperor of Jiang has only this one precious daughter. What a pity that she is going to be ruined by our useless prince."
"Brother Li, be careful with your words and do not make irresponsible remarks about the crown prince."
"Tsk, are you afraid that the prince has spies?"
"Hahaha, Brother Li is joking."
"In fact, I think the Princess of Jiang State and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince are a perfect match. Don't you know that Princess Anyi of Jiang State was spoiled to the point of lawlessness and killed countless palace maids. She is not a good person." An official said.
"It's really interesting to see two unruly people as a couple."
"I don't know who's better, Princess Jiang's whip skills or our prince's swordsmanship. Don't start a fight right away."
Everyone burst into laughter.
There was a huge procession of carriages and horses in the distance, and the Nan Jiang team had completely entered the Beiliang territory.
Looking from afar, there are several rows of horses, smoke and dust rising, and the sound of horse hooves is getting closer.
In the carriage, Jiang Yueying was exhausted from the long journey and her back and waist ached. She quietly lifted the curtain and looked out, and saw a line of officials in green and dark official robes, with a few officials in crimson uniforms scattered here and there.
The color of the official uniforms of the Northern Liang Dynasty could be used to judge the official's rank. Green was for low-ranking officials, crimson was for officials of the fifth rank and above, and no one wore purple uniforms for officials of the third rank and above.
After all, they were there to welcome the princess of Jiang State who came for marriage, but they actually sent a few idle officials. This not only showed that they did not take the marriage between the two countries seriously, but was also a naked humiliation to Jiang State.
Jiang Yueying began to wonder in her heart, what would happen if it was the real Princess Anyi?
The carriage stopped at the city gate. Jiang Yueying heard the hypocritical voices outside welcoming Princess Anyi, and her chest became more depressed.
She didn't get out of the carriage, nor did she lift the curtain. She directed the driver arrogantly: "Hurry up and enter the city. Do you still need me to urge you?"
The driver hesitated, and Jiang Yueying raised her voice: "Are you deaf? You don't understand what I'm saying!"
The Northern Liang officials who were surrounding Princess Anyi outside and wanted to see her true appearance sneered. She was indeed the most domineering princess. She dared to be so arrogant even in another country's territory. She was really spoiled by Emperor Jiang.
After repeated urging, the Beiliang officials led the way on horseback, and the Nanjiang convoy followed behind, slowly entering the city.
Jiang Yueying's tense back relaxed slightly.
Half an hour later, the carriage stopped shaking, and a voice came from outside that the princess had arrived. Jiang Yueying, who had just relaxed for a while, curled up her fingers again and grabbed the corner of her goose yellow skirt. A little sticky sweat seeped out from between her fingers.
She rubbed her fingers, raised her neck, and in one go lifted the curtain and got out of the car.
When she saw the surrounding scene clearly, Jiang Yueying frowned deeply with genuine emotion.
As a princess who came to the state of Liang for marriage alliance, she should have been temporarily placed in the imperial palace or in the residence of a noble family, waiting for an auspicious day for the wedding.
But now.
There were few people around, and behind him stood a tall inn. Two lanterns were lit above the heavy gate of the inn, and a gray crow stood on the dim lanterns. The green bricks and black tiles made people feel suffocated.
A cool breeze blew by, and the crow flapped its wings and flew away.
What a hell of a place.
The faces of the people accompanying Jiang State were all gloomy. It was a great shame and humiliation to place their most noble princess of Nan Jiang in the most remote inn in Kyoto.
What a show of power.
Jiang Yueying was filled with anger and sadness, and for a moment she forgot what to say or do.
A palace maid in a pink dress and a high bun quickly came to Jiang Yueying and stood behind her right. Jiang Yueying glanced at her out of the corner of her eye, and the sweat on her palms became even hotter.
This person is the senior palace maid beside Princess Anyi, named Qing Ge. She has been following the princess since she was young and has been domineering. During those three days, Jiang Yueying saw this senior palace maid beating and scolding innocent palace servants more than once. She is a cold-hearted and ruthless person.
Seeing Qing Ge, Jiang Yueying remembered her own identity, her eyes widened, and she raised her voice: "This is how your country treats guests. You let me live in such a remote place, are you deliberately humiliating me?"
An official stepped forward, bowed, and explained, "Princess, please calm down. Your honored guest's stay at the inn was arranged by Lord Wang from the Ministry of Rites. Please don't embarrass me."
Jiang Yueying sneered.
Another official said, "Princess, why don't you just make do with it?"
"Okay, if you don't give me an explanation today, I will wait here until the day of your wedding!"
She raised her eyebrows and raised her hand slightly.
Qing Ge immediately pinched the little palace maid beside her and threatened in a low voice: "Hurry up and move the chair over here, or the princess will be held accountable if she tires herself out!"
Her face was cold and serious, her sharp eyes were blazing with fire, and she spoke in a low voice in a rather fierce tone.
The young maid trembled with fear and hurriedly brought out a mahogany chair with rabbit fur cushions from the carriage. The chair was smooth and cold, and felt heavy to hold. The young maid was slender and staggered with the chair. When she came behind Jiang Yueying, she stumbled and the back of the chair hit her arm directly.
hiss.
Jiang Yueying felt pain and subconsciously wanted to apologize for blocking the way.
Fortunately, she reacted immediately and did not show any cowardice. She just raised her eyebrows and glared at the clumsy little palace maid.
The eyes of all the Liang officials opposite were focused on her.
Qing Ge is the only person on this trip who knows Jiang Yueying's true identity. Her duty is to keep an eye on Jiang Yueying and prevent this impostor from making any mistakes, otherwise Emperor Jiang will not forgive her.
She had been with Princess Anyi for many years and was very familiar with the real princess's every word and action. If it were the real Princess Anyi, she would have slapped her the moment the back of the chair touched her.
How is a glare a punishment?
With such little courage, he will be exposed within three days.
What a cowardly piece of shit.
Qing Ge was afraid that the others would notice, so he covered his lips with a handkerchief while coughing and secretly reminded Jiang Yueying, "Slap her, don't show mercy."
The moment she heard it clearly, Jiang Yueying broke out in a cold sweat.
She could barely imitate Princess Anyi's words and demeanor, but to actually hit someone...
She had never fought with anyone in her life and didn't even know whether to use four fingers or the palm of her hand to slap. In front of countless officials from both countries, she was asked to slap a young palace maid who was no more than 16 years old?
If you don't take action, it will be easy to reveal your flaws.
The real Princess Anyi would never be merciful.
Sweat soaked through my thin shirt and my heart was beating like a drum.
No mistakes, no mercy.
Now she is Princess Anyi.
Qingge coughed and urged again.
Jiang Yueying bit her lips, raised her arms high, and made a slapping gesture.
He hardened his heart and was about to slap the little maid on the cheek when the crowd suddenly became noisy.
"Hey, what's going on here that you want me to come and see?"
A loud voice penetrated the crowd. The lazy tone was out of tune with the dull and suffocating atmosphere around. Jiang Yueying subconsciously froze and suddenly raised her head to look in the direction of the voice.
Upon hearing the sound, the expressions of the Liang officials all changed. They made way for them and retreated to the sides with indistinguishable expressions.
The cheerful sound of stringed instruments and wind instruments suddenly rang out in front of the remote inn, seeming particularly abrupt.
Accompanied by the sound of stringed instruments, a tall and slender man appeared from behind. He was wearing a white brocade with wide sleeves embroidered with gold thread, and the golden light covered the snow. He was waving a gold-sprinkled folding fan in his hand and came with light steps.
The first thing that caught my eye was a pair of frivolous peach blossom eyes, which moved gently, as if looking at the dead branches and weeds with affection.
He is suave, frivolous and dissolute.
A smile appeared on the corner of his lips, his posture was casual, and he clenched and pressed his slender fingers, and the sound of stringed instruments behind him disappeared instantly.
Jiang Yueying looked at the person who came, and two words involuntarily appeared in her mind: coquettish.
"Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." The officials said in unison.
Jiang Yueying's pupils shrank. This man was Xie Yuting, the crown prince of Liang, her future husband?
Xie Yuting ignored the group of officials and walked straight to Jiang Yueying, looking at her with a wanton gaze, looking at her from head to toe. Jiang Yueying opposite him still kept the posture of raising her hand to hit someone, with her arm suspended in mid-air.
Suddenly, Xie Yuting reached out and grabbed her forearm, gently pressing it down. He said nonchalantly, "Princess, your hands are so delicate, what will you do if they're injured?"
After he finished speaking, his gaze fell on her fluttering eyelashes, and their eyes met.
After a moment, Xie Yuting showed an interested look.
Facing this gaze, Jiang Yueying instinctively sensed danger and glared at him with a stern face: "How dare you meddle in my affairs?"
Xie Yuting laughed heartily: "Princess, you are wrong. In a few days, we will be married. We will become a legitimate couple. In that case, how can I be considered nosy? This is a family matter."
It's nonsense and totally shameless.
After saying that, Xie Yuting glanced at the chair, sat down nonchalantly, leaned against the mahogany, shook the priceless fan in his hand, his handsome eyebrows flying and a mischievous smile on his face.
"This is my seat!"
Xie Yuting propped up his head and said: "Since Princess likes it, you can sit on it." After saying that, he patted his thigh in a bandit-like manner and raised his eyes slightly.
There are such scoundrels in the world.
Jiang Yueying was furious and kept raising her voice: "You!"
"Princess, are you going to hit me too?" Xie Yuting raised his eyebrows.
Jiang Yueying had never seen such a unreasonable person. In order to convince the people around her of her identity, she raised her palm high and hit Xie Yuting in the face.
She didn't really intend to hit him, she was just putting on a show with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. The little palace maid didn't dare to dodge the slap, and she couldn't bring herself to do it. But it was different for Xie Yuting.
Without hurting anyone, she could make people believe in her ruthless character.
All the onlookers stared at the scene in front of them in amazement and gasped.
The palm did not fall very fast, and it was not difficult for Xie Yuting to dodge it with his ability. However, Jiang Yueying never expected that Xie Yuting not only did not dodge, but also took the initiative to move his face upwards.
Jiang Yueying was stunned.
What's wrong with Xie Yuting?!
She opened her round eyes wide, afraid that a single slap would completely destroy the marriage between the two countries. She stopped herself in mid-air and lightly brushed Xie Yuting's handsome face with her fingertips, like a bird pecking at it.
It doesn't hurt, just itchy.
Jiang Yueying stood there in a daze.
Xie Yuting, on the other hand, looked nonchalant and smiled as he leaned closer and said, "Princess, why is it that you slap someone so lightly, like you're flirting?"
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