Chapter 352: King of Nanyue? My Cheap Brother is Here
The little girl was still young and didn't understand what a princess was, nor did she know how to greet someone. She just opened her eyes wide and asked her mother, "Mom, why can't she understand what we are saying?"
Children's questions are always so sharp. If the person in front of him is really the sister of Zhao Hu, the King of Nanyue, why can't she understand the local dialect?
One of the older men was apparently the village chief. As a young man, he had traveled to the Central Plains with the previous King of Nanyue, so he could speak the Mandarin dialect. With trembling hands, he asked He Zhaojun, "Excuse me, young lady, where are you from?"
He Zhaojun thought for a moment and pointed to the clear lake water beside her: "It came from the water." She only remembered a huge explosion and that was when she fell into the water. As for why she went to such a dangerous place, she couldn't remember.
The village chief began to tremble again and said in the local dialect, "It can't be wrong. King Zhao Hu of Nanyue once sent his sister to a wealthy family in the Central Plains to be raised. The princess is getting older, and in two years, a marriage will be arranged. Lord Zhao sent an envoy a month ago to take the princess back to Lingnan, but they encountered a storm and fell into the water and disappeared."
People around her started talking and looking at He Zhaojun as if she were a hot commodity. They stopped fishing and those who were drying orange peels also stopped, and they all gathered around, wanting to catch a glimpse of the princess's beautiful face.
He Zhaojun didn't know why these people gathered around her. She sat quietly aside, allowing them to look at her, and even drank a sip of tea calmly. Well, it was aged orange Pu'er tea.
Someone had already notified the nearby soldiers. Most of them were wearing thin clothes, and some were even naked. When they heard that the princess had been found, they hurriedly put on their official clothes and hurriedly followed the villagers to the shore.
"Well, she is so fair and beautiful, wearing Chinese clothes, and there is a red dot on her forehead, there is no doubt about it." The leading soldier sighed, put away the portrait provided by the painter, and looked at He Zhaojun with great respect.
He Zhaojun quietly peeked out and took a look at the portrait. It was a child with a red dot on the forehead to make it look better. How did it look like her?
Thinking of this, she reached out and touched her forehead, only to feel a slight pain, as if it was because of the explosion, and then the wound was constantly soaked in water, leaving a scar between her eyebrows.
"How dare you leave a scar on Liu Bo's bangs?" This thought suddenly popped up in He Zhaojun's mind. She shook her head. Who was Liu Bo? What was going on in her mind?
Although she didn't understand most of what was said, she understood by observing their expressions and guessing that perhaps these people mistook her for the person in the portrait and were about to send her somewhere.
The village chief came over again and bowed. "Princess, please follow us immediately to the Nanyue Palace. Your brother has been looking for you for a long time and must be very worried."
He Zhaojun uttered a "oh," a trace of bewilderment on her face. Her brother's surname was Wang, so could her name be Wang Zhaojun? Completely bewildered, He Zhaojun's clothes and accessories were returned, and someone brought her hot water to bathe and wash. She felt like a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered, to be cleaned and put into the pot.
When He Zhaojun was pushed into a deep and empty hall, she looked around. The hall was huge and covered with mysterious totems. What came into her sight was a man with a high nose, deep eyes and a burly figure.
As soon as he opened his mouth, He Zhaojun was at a loss: "My sister! You have made my brother worry so much. Come, come, come, take a seat!"
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