The Northern Yan delegation, in a luxurious carriage
Murong Tian looked at his younger sister Murong Qing and couldn't help but advise her again, "We're about to reach the capital of Qi. If you continue like this, those Qi people who like to play tricks will easily make a fuss about it."
Murong Qing pouted and said defiantly, "Fine, make a fuss if you want, but I'm not going to marry that Ye Zeyu!"
"What's wrong with Ye Ziyu? He's tall and strong, and in our Northern Yan, he'd be one of the top warriors!"
“That Ye Ziyu killed so many of our people, he is our Northern Yan’s enemy! How can I marry my enemy?! Besides, I like handsome men.”
Everyone says Ye Zeyu has a terrifying face, which is why he always wears a mask. As a princess of Northern Yan, she is also beautiful and charming. What kind of man wouldn't be worthy of her? Why does she have to be worthy of Ye Zeyu?
Seeing her elder brother's displeasure, Murong Qing quickly continued, "Qi Kingdom doesn't only have Ye Zeyu as a prince. I've heard that the Second Prince is quite handsome and is highly regarded by the Emperor, making him the obvious choice for future Crown Prince. If I marry him, I will become the future Empress of Qi Kingdom. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Murong Tian didn't mention that he and Ye Zerui had reached an agreement, for fear that his sister might accidentally let it slip.
Although he had never met the Second Prince Ye Zerui, he could tell from the letters that the other party must be a very scheming person.
My younger sister may seem spoiled and willful, but she is actually very simple-minded.
If she were to actually marry Ye Zerui, she would probably be devoured until nothing was left of her face or bones.
But he couldn't bear to see his sister so upset, so after hesitating for a moment, he whispered, "Everyone says that Ye Ziyu is not interested in women. You should marry him first, and your older brother will find a chance to bring you back later."
Murong Qing looked worried. "There's no such thing as a man who doesn't get close to women. It's just that there aren't many beautiful women in the Northern Frontier. If that Ye Ziyu sees me, he won't let me go at all..."
Upon hearing this, Murong Tian wholeheartedly agreed.
My younger sister is incredibly beautiful and charming; she could be considered the most beautiful woman in Northern Yan. With such a beauty right in front of you, what man could resist her, unless he absolutely had no other choice?
But that was the plan, and for the sake of Northern Yan, he had no choice but to sacrifice his sister.
Murong Tian took Murong Qing's hand, his eyes instantly reddening, and said in a slightly choked voice, "Little sister, I'm begging you, okay?"
"If you make a sacrifice, you can give Northern Yan a chance to recuperate."
"I promise you, I won't keep you waiting too long. When the time is right, I'll come and take you back, okay?"
"I'm also reluctant to part with you, but you are not only my sister, but also the princess of Northern Yan. Protecting Northern Yan is also your responsibility as a princess!"
This was the first time Murong Qing had ever seen her brother speak to her like this.
Her brother had previously said that if she couldn't marry Ye Zeyu, Qi would attack Northern Yan. After the last great battle, the Northern Yan army suffered heavy casualties. If Qi sent a large army to press on the border, it might destroy the Northern Yan country.
Her purpose in coming here for this marriage alliance is to buy time for Northern Yan to become stronger and then avenge their previous humiliation.
But how long will it take for Northern Yan to become powerful?
One year, two years? Or five years, ten years?
She was unwilling to marry an ugly man, but thinking of her father and mother's worried faces and the lifeless appearance of the people, she had no choice but to come for a political marriage...
Looking up at Murong Tian, Murong Qing's eyes also reddened. "Big brother, you must come to pick me up then..."
"Don't worry, your older brother will definitely come to pick you up!"
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At the same time, Ye Zemin, who was guarding the official road, became excited when he saw the carriage slowly heading towards the capital.
"Brother! The people from Northern Yan have arrived!"
Ye Zeyu's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes turned cold.
Looking at the approaching troop in the distance, he slightly raised his hand, and the soldiers of the Tiger Cavalry Battalion immediately stood at attention.
In the past few days, he has been eating, sleeping, and training with the soldiers of the Tiger Cavalry Battalion, along with Ye Zeming, and has won over their hearts and minds, successfully gaining their acceptance.
Moreover, they were about to face the Northern Yan people, so everyone was united in their efforts to give the Northern Yan delegation a hard time before they entered the city!
The Northern Yan convoy gradually came to a stop, but instead of a single person from the Qi side coming forward to greet them, they all drew their steel swords and stared menacingly at the Northern Yan delegation.
After learning about the situation ahead, Murong Tian lifted the carriage curtain and stepped out. His tall figure appeared even more imposing as he stood on the carriage.
"Ye Ziyu! What do you mean by this! We have come here for a marriage alliance, is this how you Qi people treat your guests?!"
Murong Tian both admired and resented Ye Zeyu.
They admired Ye Zeyu's bravery, but were also furious that he had killed so many of their Northern Yan soldiers.
If it weren't for Ye Zeyu, they wouldn't have lost the great battle a few months ago. They might have already penetrated into the heart of Qi and allowed Northern Yan to expand its territory!
Ye Ziyu rode forward a few steps, coldly looking at Murong Tian, "My Qi Kingdom is a land of etiquette. If we were to entertain guests, we would naturally be courteous. But are you guests?"
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Zemin behind him quickly added, "They're nothing but stray dogs. They came to our Qi Kingdom to negotiate peace, yet they dare to be so arrogant!"
Murong Qing, who was inside the carriage, couldn't sit still after hearing this and rushed out.
Her slender fingers pointed directly at Ye Zeming.
"Who are you calling a stray dog! If you're so tough, let's have a fight, and I'll beat you to a pulp!"
Having said that, he directly pulled off the whip hanging from his waist, swung it in an arc in the air, and made a crisp "snap" sound.
Most of the men present were stunned when they saw Murong Qing emerge.
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