Chapter 303 This is Princess Zhaoning of Nanzhao
On the Yangguan Road covered with yellow sand, fifty-six riders on horseback galloped like arrows.
The two leading horses from the Western Regions raised layers of dust, and their figures on horseback were as steady as rocks.
The young man, about twenty-two or twenty-three years old, was wearing a crimson gold brocade robe. His black hair was tied up high with a purple jade dragon-patterned crown. A few strands of hair brushed across his handsome eyebrows. When his eyebrows were slightly raised, he had a hint of innate nobility, and his every move was very steady.
The man in green robe who came next was a little younger, with a figure as slender as a bamboo, and handsome eyebrows and eyes. He looked seven points similar to the man in crimson robe, but his temperament was a little softer.
The two Ferghana horses tacitly protected the vermilion lacquered carriage in the middle.
Behind them were dozens of followers, all dressed in tight clothes with swords hanging from their horses, looking like Nanzhao warriors.
After ten days of traveling day and night, people's tense backs finally relaxed a little when they finally saw the red-gold flag flying at the Nanzhao border pass.
"The jade certificate of clearance is here."
The man in green raised his hand and threw out a jade token engraved with a dragon pattern. After the soldiers guarding the gate checked it, the heavy city gate burst open.
The moment they stepped into Liuzhou, the two men finally breathed a sigh of relief, and even their horses neighed happily.
As soon as we entered the Liuzhou Post Station, a team of officials in crimson official uniforms lined up to greet us.
The leading Liuzhou governor lifted his robe from a distance and led everyone to kneel on the ground:
"Your Highness the Crown Prince and the Second Highness."
It turned out that the man in the crimson robe was Xie Lan, the Crown Prince of Nanzhao, and the man in the green shirt was Second Prince Xie Zhan, whom he had not seen for many days.
The two brothers smiled at each other and finally put aside their fatigue.
Xie Lan raised his hand to signal everyone to stand up. Although his voice was still hoarse from the long journey, he could not hide his joy at returning to the court:
"No need for formalities. I will rest here for one night and will rush to the capital as soon as possible tomorrow."
"yes!"
The two brothers dismounted, while Xie Lan took the lead, approaching the carriage and slowly lifting the curtain.
"Imperial sister, we have now entered Liuzhou, the territory of Southern Zhao. Please get off the car."
"Yes, my royal brother."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a soft response from inside the car. The sound was like spring raindrops falling on bluestone slabs, clear and cool with a hint of stickiness. The Liuzhou officials looked at each other in confusion.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince called the person in the car his younger sister. According to historical records of Southern Zhao, there was indeed a little princess, but she died at birth and was posthumously named Princess Zhaoning by the emperor.
But it is rumored that the little princess was blue and black all over when she was born, and was suspected to be a monster, so the queen mother ordered her to be thrown into the Black Water Lake.
How come after nearly sixteen years, there is another princess?
The moment the car curtain was lifted, the evening breeze brought a faint fragrance.
The first woman to step off the carriage was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. She was wearing a moon-white flowing gauze skirt with silver-embroidered evening primrose patterns on her wide sleeves. As she walked, she looked like flowing moonlight.
She was extremely beautiful, with eyebrows like distant ink, eyes like autumn water, and cherry lips under her delicate nose that looked like cherry petals covered with morning dew. Her eyes, in particular, were so clear that they could reflect the sunset glow in the sky, yet they had a calmness that came from having experienced the vicissitudes of life.
His whole temperament is like a cold mountain after the first clear day of snow, with a nobleness that cannot be desecrated in his beauty.
Immediately afterwards, a woman in purple walked out from behind her, but she had a different style.
But she had loose black hair, tied up with a rough shell hairpin, her skin was as white as cream, her eyebrows were dark and her cheeks were pink, her smiling peach blossom eyes seemed to be filled with spring water, and there was a three-point unruly smile at the corners of her lips. When she swayed her waist, she looked very charming and seductive like a poisonous flower blooming in the dark night.
"Imperial sister, you've traveled all the way and worked hard."
Xie Lan looked at the woman in white standing in front of him facing the wind, staring at her stunning face that was 80% similar to his mother's when she was young. His usually calm voice trembled a little.
He turned and waved his sleeves at the stunned Liuzhou officials:
"This is Princess Zhaoning of Nanzhao. Why don't you pay your respects to her?"
"Your servants...your servants pay their respects to the princess."
No matter how shocked they were, seeing the sharp look in His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's eyes, they hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
However, the secret story of the "evil spirit reigning in the world" in the imperial palace fifteen years ago has now turned into a living beauty in front of them, which makes them suspicious. Could it be that they are seeing a ghost in broad daylight?
"Everyone, get up."
The woman in white waved her hand. She looked at the Xie brothers, a glimmer of light in her eyes:
"you……"
"Silly girl, we're home."
Xie Zhan stepped forward and rubbed the top of her head, his movements so familiar as if he had practiced them a thousand times:
"In a few days, I will be able to see my father and... my mother. All my past experiences in Tianqi will just be a dream."
The woman's tears, which had been suppressed for so long, finally burst out. She threw herself into Xie Lan's arms, sobbing softly.
Xie Zhan stood aside, looking at the two siblings hugging each other, his Adam's apple rolling and he couldn't speak, his eyes red.
Only the purple-dressed woman at the side was looking at the pavilions and towers around her with great interest. She looked left and right, her eyes full of curiosity. Her fingertips were wrapped around the purple crystal tassels around her waist, and a cunning light flashed in her eyes.
These two women were Xiyan and Manluo.
Who could have imagined that the two women who were on the verge of life and death in Feiyun Temple ten days ago would now appear in Nanzhao...
(Note: There are always people asking whether the female lead and the second female lead’s child is still alive. The answer is, of course, they are.
Don't question how the baby is so tough, because the pregnant women in the author's writings all have children in their bellies, and they are as tough as their fathers)
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