And the protagonist of this banquet.

The beauty Wang Zhaojun, however, did not show up at all.

Instead, he and his brother Liu took their time sitting on the tall tower of Changle Palace.

Zhaojun at this time.

She had already changed into luxurious robes and exquisite jewelry. Her blue hair was tied up high and the corners of her eyes were painted bright red.

He no longer had the carefree look he had before, but instead looked more like a Han nobleman like a bird in a cage.

She stared blankly at the Chang'an City below her feet.

Brother Liu asked, "Why are you wearing these clothes again?"

Zhaojun smiled bitterly, "This time, I really represent the style of the Han Dynasty. I can't let my temper run wild. Otherwise, when we reach the Western Regions, they will think that all Han women are so wild."

Brother Liu asked again: "Do you have any regrets or nostalgia for leaving your hometown like this?"

Zhaojun thought for a long time, but said lightly: "No."

So far.

Neither of them spoke anymore.

As Zhaojun thought, such an important mission fell on me, so naturally I should put justice first.

I have been practicing martial arts and learning military tactics since I was a child, in order to fight against the Huns one day. Now, it's just a different form.

As for the love affairs between children and the hometown complex, I dare not think about it, otherwise it would be almost heartbreaking.

And what Liu Di thought.

This is history after all, and as Zhaojun said, we cannot just follow our own will.

Just thinking about Zhaojun's future situation makes me feel inexplicably heartbroken.

Suddenly.

Brother Liu saw Gu Fan’s mark appear out of thin air on the city wall.

She supported her chin with both hands, stared at Zhaojun, and shed silent tears.

Brother Liu was stunned, realizing that Gu Fan was feeling sorry for Zhaojun.

So it is a pity that history is destined to be unchangeable.

"well"

Liu Di stared at Gu Fan intently and said to Zhaojun softly, "It will be a long journey to the Western Regions. I will take you there."

Zhaojun gently pulled her hair up and said, "When we reach the Western Regions, there will definitely be ambushes from other Chanyu. I don't want to meet Huhanye Chanyu for marriage, so the journey is dangerous. You don't have to see me off."

In Zhaojun's eyes, Liu Di had no fighting ability.

After another moment of silence, Zhaojun said, "I have already made an agreement with the emperor to give you wealth and glory for the rest of your life. Zhaojun wishes you a bright future."

Liu Di smiled silently, "Then I wish you a safe journey."

After a while.

The men and horses were well fed and well drunk.

Emperor Yuan of Han led a group of one hundred people and personally escorted the team all the way to the outskirts of Chang'an City.

Only then did the people of the city know that a woman named Wang Zhaojun had married the Huns for the sake of peace between the two races.

Everyone suddenly thought of it.

She was probably the beautiful woman who had walked to the palace before? And now, Zhaojun.

Wearing a bright red crown and robes, he sat cross-legged on the carriage in the center of the team. His clothes spread out like a blooming flower, covering the entire carriage.

Next to it, there was a plate of pomegranate flowers and a plate of red pomegranates.

The woman lifted the curtain, took a last look at her hometown, and burst into tears.

No matter how big the mission she shoulders or what status she will achieve in the future, for her personally, it is still a journey away from home and her future is uncertain.

It is also possible that you will die in a foreign land and never return.

Zhaojun's gaze passed through the crowd.

But they couldn't find the young man named Liu Xiu. Since he packed his bags, Liu Xiu disappeared.

In the end, Zhaojun only saw Huhanye Chanyu with a red face and smell of alcohol.

The beauty sighed, "No need for complicated formalities, let's set off."

A group of three thousand men set out in a mighty force.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people in Chang'an, he gradually walked away.

There are countless people praying for blessings.

There are countless people who admire me.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Rumor has it that after Zhaojun left, Emperor Yuan of Han fell seriously ill for three days because of the grief of losing the beauty.

We traveled out of the border and trudged slowly.

It passes through Xingyang, Chenggao and Lintong, a total of four thousand miles.

After 11 days of traveling, they had reached the border, only one fifth of the way to the Hun area.

But this place is already covered with yellow sand and is deserted.

The strong wind blew up dust, covering the sky and the sun, and visibility was less than 100 meters.

Unbeknownst to the group, a fatal crisis had quietly approached.

On a sand dune ten miles away, a team of eight thousand Hun soldiers stood there.

The leader was nearly 2 meters tall and extremely strong. He wore a felt hat, leather armor, a scimitar on his waist, a longbow on his back, and had an extremely fierce look.

He looked at the rolling yellow sand in front of him, and suddenly stretched out his arms. An eagle cried out, fell from the sky, and landed on his arm.

The fierce man stared and looked into the eyes of the eagle.

None of the eight thousand Hun soldiers behind him uttered a word.

The man seemed to be able to see the information hidden in the eagle's eyes.

for a long time.

He waved his arms and the eagle flew into the sky again.

He gripped the scimitar at his waist and spoke in the Xiongnu language: "My brother has received 2,000 cavalry from the Han emperor, while he has only 1,000 soldiers. There is nothing to be afraid of!"

"There are still ten miles before he passes us."

"Kill them all and bury them forever under the sand!"

"Dreaming of forming a marriage alliance and helping the Han people unify the country?"

"He deserves to die!"

"As for that Han Dynasty woman, we can take her back to the border and humiliate her at will!"

This person is Huhanye Chanyu’s brother, another king of the Xiongnu, Zhizhi Chanyu!

It was this person who defeated Huhanye Chanyu and forced him to seek asylum in the Western Han Dynasty!

Naturally, he couldn't observe the battle situation through the eagle.

But he placed a spy around Huhanye Chanyu, who was the centurion who poisoned Chang'an City.

Now it is almost time for the chronic poison to take effect.

The team going out of the border felt exhausted and weak.

But no matter what, they could not think that it was a hidden danger left before departure, and they thought it was caused by the

fatigue of the journey! If they were attacked by the enemy at this time, they would not be able to fight at all!