Alisa, who has witnessed the princess becoming more and more beautiful every day these past few days, is in a daze. Has the princess grown up again? She was only 17 years old when she married Lord Elivar, and she is still growing now.
But the princess is so beautiful now! Alisa dares to guarantee that even Princess Hanxiang, who is known as the most beautiful woman among the Hui people, cannot compare to Princess Guli! Thinking of the princess's smooth, delicate, and fair skin, as white as milk, and her increasingly curvaceous figure, Alisa's face silently turned red.
"Alissa? Alissa?"
"Ah, Princess." Just as Alisa was thinking about the princess, she saw the protagonist she had been thinking about the next second, and her tanned face was now completely red.
Qingyin looked at the maid who suddenly blushed again with a puzzled expression. Without asking why, she said sadly, "Alissa, let's go pick some flowers to mourn him."
Suddenly brought back to reality, Alisa looked worriedly at the princess, who exuded a melancholy air. She was tongue-tied and didn't know how to comfort the princess, so she could only follow behind her blankly as they went to pick flowers.
Stepping out of the earthen tent, Qingyin took a deep breath of fresh air. She had stayed a few extra days to keep vigil for her husband, and not wanting to break her persona, she maintained a depressed image for a few days. Now that she was out, she was genuinely curious about the lives of the Hui people in ancient times.
In any case, the accommodation conditions were not very good. The tents of the Hui people are now made of sheep wool, which shows that the living conditions of the Hui people are not very good. Qingyin also wanted to see the specific situation and improve the living conditions of the Hui people.
With Alisa by her side, Qingyin finally got to see the people of her tribe. Hui life is complex, with people scattered across various places, especially the herders who need to constantly move their homes to ensure their cattle and sheep have enough to eat. Gulihezhuo moved far away from her father after marrying Eliwar, but it was still within the territory. Qingyin estimated that her original father would send a message to her to return in the next few days.
It was early summer, and there was still rain. Qingyin breathed in the rain-soaked air as she walked along the muddy path. She saw women wearing headscarves or shy little girls greeting her. She waved gently and headed towards a hillside where flowers had just sprouted in the past few days. The path was a bit far, but it was still within the tribe's territory.
Qingyin didn't want to cause trouble for herself, so she wore the veil brought from the Qing Dynasty and occasionally looked for flowers that could be picked. Alisa, eager to find some balsam flowers to dye the princess's nails, walked a little further away.
A short while later, Qingyin saw a brightly blooming Guli flower and was about to pick it when a little girl with many braids and wearing a red gauze dress picked it.
"You're Hui, right? Don't you know this land is now considered Mongolian territory?"
Qingyin frowned slightly. Before she could reply, Alisa, who had heard the commotion, ran over and said angrily, "Who are you? This isn't Mongolian territory. These flowers clearly grow on the border. How can they be considered your flowers!"
"Hmph, what lowly commoners dare to steal my flowers? Just wait until my brother arrives, he'll teach you a lesson." The little girl in the red gauze dress looked at the two of them arrogantly.
Qingyin stopped Alisa, who was still trying to argue, and said gently, "Since you picked the flower first, it's yours. We've disturbed this place."
The little girl in the red gauze dress, Melina, finally heard the woman who had been hiding her face speak. Hmm, her voice was quite pleasant, unlike the talkative servant beside her. She said haughtily, "That's more like it!"
Qingyin pulled Alisa away.
Not long after, a group of young people on horseback arrived. The leader was a man in a dark blue robe who happened to see Qingyin and her companion walking away. Watching Qingyin's dress fluttering in the gentle breeze, he inexplicably felt that this would be his regret and had an impulse to chase after her. Just as he was about to act, he was interrupted by his younger sister's voice, "Big brother, you've finally arrived! I've been waiting for you for so long!"
The man was Melina's elder brother, Meng Tianxiaode. They were from the Xiaode noble family of Mongolia, the right-hand men of the Great Khan of the Mongol people, and were extremely noble. He frowned, staring sternly at his usually willful younger sister, suppressing his earlier anger, "If you hadn't run away from the group, we would never have come looking for you. Now you've actually run to the border. What if something happens to you!"
"Oh, what could possibly happen? I'm just out having some fun."
Meng Tian looked at his indifferent little sister and glared at her angrily. In the end, he took her back to the clan's territory with her coquettishness. Before leaving, he looked back at the direction where Qingyin disappeared, his eyes filled with determination.
On the other side, Alisa said indignantly, "Why did the princess give the flowers to her?"
"The fabric that little girl is wearing is not ordinary; she must be a Mongolian noblewoman. We didn't bring any guards this time, so it's better to avoid trouble. It's just a flower."
Now, still shaken, Alisa realized with lingering fear, "Princess, I was so stupid. But the flowers really were a bargain for that person."
"It's okay, Alisa, I feel at ease with you here." Qingyin comforted Alisa, who was about to cry.
Upon returning to the clan's territory, the guards standing at the gate greeted her warmly, "Princess, you're back!"
"Hmm," Qingyin smiled, her eyes crinkling, as she walked among the guards, leaving a fragrant trail behind her.
Even after Qingyin had walked away, the younger guards on duty kept their eyes fixed on her. Thinking of Princess Guli's fair skin and crescent-shaped eyes, he didn't know how to describe them, but they were more beautiful than the stars in the sky! A flush rose on the young guard's face at the thought. The older guard beside him patted him on the shoulder, "Just look at her. A princess like her is not something we ordinary people can even dream of."
The young guard's eyes gradually dimmed after receiving the advice. He knew that even though the princess had been married before, she was not someone he could have. But with the bright moon rising, how could one not feel longing?
Back in her tent, Qingyin spent another day mourning her deceased husband before washing up and going to sleep. The night was still bright.
When Qingyin woke up, she had just finished dressing when Alisa rushed in. She excitedly told the princess, "Princess, it's a letter from the Great Khan." Seeing the composed princess, Alisa also calmed down. She looked at Qingyin with starry eyes; the princess was truly getting better and better.
Qingyin slowly opened the envelope. Inside were her original father's words of longing for her, her mother's worries, and her regret and sorrow over Elivar's death in battle. The whole letter expressed the hope that she could come home.
As usual, Qingyin wrote a letter expressing her longing and agreement to return home, and asked Alisa to take the letter back first.
Not only Ali Khoja and Kuliya (Princess Guli's mother), who were far away in Lukeqin, missed her, but Meng Tian, who was in Mongolia, was also thinking about her. He not only sent people to secretly find out her identity, but also drew her figure every day when she left.
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