Kex watched as the foreign general, who had spoken with the princess in just a few words, vaguely understood that this general, who was from the same place as the princess, must have understood him and explained it to her. He lowered his head in envy and dejection.
Qingyin had no idea what he was thinking. Since there was a ready-made translator by her side, it would be foolish for Qingyin not to bring him along.
He gave Chen Wangsheng a polite smile and said, "Then General, please come with me and help me out."
Chen Wangsheng: "It is my honor to serve the princess."
"In that case, General, please deliver this pastry to that soldier as a token of my gratitude."
The pastries were made by Yuqin and the others to please her. Qingyin couldn't eat that much, and Yuqin was afraid she would get hungry again on the way, so she simply brought some more with her.
Hearing Qingyin's voice, Chen Wangsheng paused for a moment, glanced at her, and then smiled: "The princess is merciful."
He generously handed the soldier the pastries that the princess's maid had wrapped, and then quickly repeated the message in Mongolian.
Kex was stunned, his gaze fixed on Qingyin with an intensity he himself hadn't even realized.
Chen Wangsheng recognized that look and frowned unhappily, blocking Kex's gaze.
The princess has won over too many people's hearts, but unfortunately these people don't know the difference in distance. Chen Wangsheng followed Qingyin away unhappily.
With Chen Wangsheng's help, Qingyin's life became much easier.
However, more and more people were amazed and stunned along the way.
Meanwhile, several noble ladies who had run to the Khan's palace watched as the servants decorated the palace with elaborate floral decorations, their suppressed anger growing stronger.
One of the more impatient girls couldn't help but blurt out, "Is that Qing Dynasty princess a demon? The Khan is already putting on airs to marry her."
“It’s not necessarily because of that Qing princess. Maybe the Khan just feels it’s a joyous occasion?” Utana said angrily, her bright face flushed with a hint of anger.
Seeing that it was Utana, who came from the best background, who spoke, the others did not dare to object. After all, based on her original status, if it weren't for the existence of that Qing princess, she would have been the most likely woman to become the Great Khan's wife.
Utana's interruption fueled their anger, and their desire to cause trouble for the princess intensified.
The group followed the soldiers and asked their questions. The soldiers on the way did not dare to stop these pampered young ladies, after all, their fathers were nobles and courtiers from the grasslands.
The pampered young ladies, fueled by their anger, actually found the person without any trouble.
Looking at the man in the distance, who clearly had the appearance of someone from the Central Plains, he lowered his head and spoke gently to another woman in a light blue dress.
Due to the angle, the group could only make out the man's ethereal appearance and gentle demeanor.
"Is that woman Princess Zhaoyang of the Qing Dynasty? She looks so thin and frail, not very impressive at all?" A tall, slender young lady with an impatient temperament said, both jealous and envious.
Due to the difference in races, Qingyin's body was not as tall as that of a Mongolian woman.
According to the girl, the woman next to the man was much shorter than her.
Moreover, the man beside the princess was indeed handsome, in a way completely different from the Khan's. He was like a cloud in the sky, ethereal and otherworldly. Seeing such an ethereal man so gently coaxing another woman, the girl couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as she watched her rival speak.
"Ha, I want to see how beautiful this princess is, and how she compares to our Mongolian noble ladies!" Utana paid no attention to the man; her mind was now completely focused on Princess Zhaoyang, who might be favored by the Great Khan.
After calming herself down, Utana strode over with a triumphant air.
That's clearly just looking for trouble.
Seeing that their leader, Utana, had gone, the remaining women no longer hesitated and followed in her direction.
With Chen Wangsheng's help, Qingyin is learning about the lives of the people on the grasslands.
This woman, who lived near the palace and came from a middle-class family, had a face full of wrinkles. She looked at Qingyin with sincere and joyful eyes, making Qingyin wonder if this woman regarded her as some kind of god worshipped on the grasslands.
For example, when Chen Wangsheng asked about her life, the woman's initial wariness had long since disappeared. Under Qingyin's gentle gaze, the woman practically told Qingyin everything about life on the grassland and her family's habits.
The grasslands have limited resources, and due to regional differences, many places cannot grow the food that people need. This is one of the reasons why the Mongols frequently invaded the borders of the Qing Dynasty in the past.
Upon hearing that the grasslands now rely mainly on a plant called quinoa, which grows only in a few places, and that the yield of quinoa is sometimes reduced, leaving families to go hungry, Qingyin frowned.
Since food supplies on the grasslands are so scarce, she needs to expedite the resolution of this food problem.
Chen Wangsheng, who was listening silently to the princess, looked at her with a touch of melancholy in her eyes and his gaze was full of intoxicating tenderness.
Her Highness, you have the world in your heart. Even the herdsmen you don't know on the grasslands are still a source of concern for you. How fortunate this is for the grasslands!
"Ha! You are Princess Zhaoyang!" A sharp girl's voice interrupted Qingyin's deep thoughts.
Qingyin turned her head and saw that several brightly dressed and beautiful women had suddenly appeared in front of her.
The woman who spoke first was the tall, beautiful girl who was leading the group.
However, the girl who had been so provocative looked at her with disbelief upon first glance, her bright face flushed red, and under Qingyin's gaze, the once imposing girl turned and fled in a rather disheveled manner.
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