So before the two parties could say anything, the brothers took the lead and spoke out as if they were injected with chicken blood.
"Dad, this is good! This is good!"
"My eldest cousin is nearly twenty and still hasn't married. As his younger brother, I've always been worried. Now that he has someone he likes, you, as an elder, can't just help him."
The eldest prince spoke with such sincerity that it seemed as if the two of them had a very close brotherly relationship.
The eldest prince took the lead in assisting, saying that it was better for his cousin to marry the Dagan princess than for his own father to marry her.
Reacting instantly, the other princes united as never before and stepped forward to assist.
Anyway, they don't like Princess Dagan's pretentious personality, and now someone is willing to take over the mess.
The others followed the principle of getting married sooner rather than later, so the brothers started chatting about when to get married.
"How about three days later? The sooner the better. The Dagan envoys are waiting to return to report to the Dagan Emperor after the ceremony. We can't delay any longer."
The brothers, led by the eldest prince, made the final decision. Hu Yanlie had never felt so pleasing to his brothers as he did at this moment.
What could the Great Chanyu say? Pu Da was overjoyed at the good news, and looked at the group of laughing and noisy youngsters with a smile in his eagle eyes.
Huyan Xiongying, who had a triangular beard, had no idea how much he would regret his decision three days later, and he knew nothing about it now.
The tent where the princess stayed was prepared early and covered with blankets. The palace maids who followed her also brought out the dowry, furniture and other ornaments given by the Emperor to decorate the tent.
There were many people working, and in a short while, the big tent was tidied up with a very elegant atmosphere.
After bathing, the woman sitting on the embroidered cushion had her black and smooth hair carefully wrung out with a brocade cloth by Meng'er behind her.
The woman reflected in the bronze mirror was as beautiful as a fairy, with fair skin and a beautiful face, so beautiful that it made people tremble.
Meng'er, whose hands were constantly moving, glanced at the mirror unintentionally, feeling both painful and uncomfortable in her heart.
"I left the tent today and heard from others that, not counting the unofficial bed-warming maids, the Great Chanyu already had three legitimate wives, all of whom had given birth to his children."
The ends of her hair stopped dripping, so Meng'er changed the cloth and began to wipe it carefully.
"Yu'er, honestly, the Great Chanyu is a man of great talent and strategy, but he's probably not a good husband."
Her Yu'er is gentle and non-competitive, and she is extremely beautiful and eye-catching.
She should find someone with a clean backyard. Meng'er really couldn't imagine that such a beautiful person would go to compete for favor with others. It was simply ridiculous.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Meng'er's worries were solved.
"real!"
Outside the big tent, he looked at the big guards who came to report.
The princess had not yet married, and all those who entered the tent to serve were her dowry. The Northern Hu people were still taking a wait-and-see attitude, and no one came to visit.
"Good news, Princess! King Huyanlie of Ruju has asked the Great Chanyu for your hand in marriage."
He rushed in and grabbed Yu'er's tender hand.
Reluctantly putting down the book she was reading halfway, the woman with her black hair hanging down to dry exuded a leisurely and elegant air.
The beauty with a deep and quiet beauty tapped the back of Meng'er's hand with slender fingers helplessly. Yu'er found her overjoyed look a little funny.
"Are you really that happy?"
Compared to her overjoyed expression, Yu'er had a calm attitude, which made Meng'er give her a cold look.
He pushed the man onto the small couch, picked up the scattered books and handed them to the heartless man.
"My dear little ancestor, compared to the Great Chanyu, King Huyanlie of Ruju has a much quieter backyard."
"Once you get in, you'll be the first one in. There's no need to fight or compete. Once you've established yourself, we won't be afraid of others coming in."
Yu'er was pushed onto the couch and had no time to react. She fluttered her eyelashes and half-covered her hazy eyes.
A head of black hair fell in all directions, and a deep charm was cast on the couch.
Looking up at people, she couldn't help but pursing her lips and smiling, her eyebrows and eyes curved, so beautiful.
"You're making fun of me. How could you make fun of me? Who am I working so hard for?"
The two sisters were used to fighting in the cold palace. When Meng'er saw her sister laughing at her, she glared at her with an angry look, pretended to bend down and got on the bed to fight with her.
"Good sister, good sister, I was wrong, is it okay if I am wrong?"
The sounds of laughter and playfulness reached outside the tent, and the powerful guards standing guard on both sides of the tent listened to the princess's lively laughter.
The smile on his lips, which had just risen, stayed for less than two seconds.
I thought that the beautiful princess would probably marry that not-so-pleasant northern barbarian.
The smile in his eyes lasted less than a moment and then disappeared immediately.
Why, why is this kid from Beihu so lucky?
Why did the moon in the sky that they had been thinking about so much end up in that boy's hands?
If it weren't for the consideration of the diplomatic relations between the two countries, the guards who were filled with hatred would have immediately run to Huyan Lie's tent to challenge him.
As luck would have it, before this thought faded, a man who had shaved his beard and changed into new clothes swaggered over.
"I want to see the princess. Please go in and inform her."
Men living on the grassland don't have to be so particular.
King Hu Yanlie of the Sun did not even inform the Great Chanyu about entering his cousin's tent, let alone going to his tent.
But men now know how to behave properly, and they behave in a very reasonable and polite manner, just like the real men.
The guards on both sides of the tent didn't know if it was an illusion, but their faces seemed to become even colder and their feet didn't move.
Hu Yanlie, who was getting impatient and eager to express his loyalty to his sweetheart, was thinking about how to say it.
When I looked up, I saw two wooden stakes that didn't move, not even a squeak.
He raised his eyebrows, seemingly smiling, but his eyes were actually very cold.
"Why, this king doesn't know that Da Gan's guards are deaf?"
A cold voice fell, and both sides were arguing with each other, unwilling to give in.
Just then, Yu'er, who heard the noise in the tent, called Meng'er out to take a look.
After a while, I saw the man following Meng'er into the tent.
He walks with boldness and heroism, he is an English man.
He has long eyebrows, eagle eyes that are unruly and bright, a straight nose, and slightly cold lips.
The man looked difficult to get along with just by looking at him. He walked straight to a distance from Yu'er and stopped very stiffly.
Looking at the dazed man, she listened to him.
"Your Highness, could you please ask your maid to step aside for a moment? I have something to tell you."
The tall and strong man with handsome features didn't dare to look at anyone when he made the request. He lowered his eyes and looked awkward and awkward.
She had originally had no hope for her marriage to Huyan Lie, but now she saw that he looked immature and dull, trying hard to control his embarrassment.
She couldn't help but smile, her heart softened, and she waved to Meng'er who didn't want to go out, giving her a reassuring look.
Meng'er didn't want to leave, but she had to. Before leaving, she didn't forget to roll her eyes at the big fool who was standing there in a trance.
Looks like a good one, I didn’t expect it!
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