As the nominal princess of Dagan, no matter whether it is true or not, now that she has a child, Yu'er has to report to Dagan in a letter for both moral and legal reasons.
Let’s not talk about whether Emperor Dagan was sad or happy when he received the report from his nominal daughter.
I only heard that the emperor, the empress and the crown prince all missed the princess who married far away in the northern barbarians.
Upon hearing that she had successfully given birth to a unicorn and a phoenix girl, he rewarded her with a large amount of gold, silver, jade, coral, and jewelry, and sent envoys to visit her from afar.
"Your Highness, Su Jiu, pays homage to the princess. May your highness live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years."
Looking at the messenger beside her, and then at Su Jiu who was kneeling on the ground, the princess, who was already a mother, looked a little confused.
The messenger, facing the princess's confused gaze, bowed forward with a happy expression, and Yu'er listened to him.
"Princess, you don't know that ever since you married the Northern Hu, His Majesty and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince have been thinking about you."
"I even often sigh with sorrow, but I cannot see her often. Therefore, I have ordered this humble official to bring a highly skilled painter to paint a portrait of the princess and bring it back to my distant homeland to comfort your majesty's longing for her daughter and your highness the crown prince's longing for his sister."
When an envoy from his wife's home country came to visit, the sight of her old friend suddenly aroused his wife's strong homesickness.
Hu Yanlie wanted to stick to his wife all the time, but his wife had something to say to the officials in her hometown, so the man had to pretend to be magnanimous.
The man was wandering around in the big tent outside the door. Inside the tent were only Yu'er, Meng'er and the little princess sleeping in Meng'er's arms.
Listening to the envoy's brazen lies, those who were unaware of the situation would surely be deeply moved by the royal family's affection.
But Yu'er and Meng'er didn't react much after hearing it. It was too fake. Others might not know, but doesn't His Majesty know?
But now she pretended to be a loving mother and a loving father. Yu'er's mouth twitched unconsciously and she couldn't control her facial expression, so she quickly lowered her head to cover it up.
He covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed lightly a few times to ease the embarrassment on his face. The other person spoke with such rich emotions that no matter what he thought in his heart, he had to continue acting.
"Father, Mother, and my brother have shown such great love for me. Please forgive me, your unfilial daughter Mingzhu, for not being able to serve you. I will have to trouble Painter Su."
As she was about to finish her words, perhaps through telepathy between mother and daughter, the little princess who was sleeping soundly in Meng'er's arms suddenly started crying and insisted on being held in her mother's arms.
She stopped crying the moment she was held in Yu'er's arms. How could she continue painting the picture when the little princess was making a fuss?
Su Jiu was smart. The painter, who had not dared to look at the princess from beginning to end, raised his eyes and accidentally met the princess's beautiful face.
The painter blushed and lowered his head, and stammered as he suggested that the princess and the county lady be included in the painting together.
So that Your Majesty, who longs for her daughter, can see her granddaughter, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can see his new niece.
The proposal was immediately approved by the envoy.
The princess sitting on the couch is no longer the young but beautiful unmarried girl, but a bud that has not yet opened is now in full bloom.
The beautiful princess was no longer dressed as a big-headed princess. As the princess of the Northern Hu, she wore a neat Hu costume in a fiery red color and a felt hat on her head.
Her gentle eyes fell on the side of the small couch, and her slender jade-like hands gently patted the baby beside her. The radiance of motherhood and her peerless face reflected each other.
Time seemed to stop on her, gentle and affectionate, beautiful and dazzling. This painting took nearly an hour to complete.
Hu Yanlie, who was so anxious that his butt was burning with anxiety, walked around outside for an hour, and the guards guarding both sides of the tent were dazzled.
No, if you want to go in, just go in. Given the princess's gentle nature, she really can't do anything to the prince, so why should she be so honest?
If we delay for such a long time and don’t go in, the princess will be abducted by those people of Da Gan.
I have to say that the northern barbarians had similar ideas. They didn't notice the guard hiding in the corner of the big tent on the left, and the man on the right who passed by five or six times in a short period of time.
Isn't it the same idea as the prince? You are afraid that the princess will be abducted. Since you are afraid that the princess will be abducted, why don't you go in, Prince?
Perhaps the words of disappointment in his heart urged him on, and the man who had been hesitating and wandering here for a long time finally mustered up the courage.
Just as he took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to lift the curtain, the curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted from the inside.
Hu Yanlie turned his head and looked at the Dagan envoy who came out of the tent and an unknown man who bowed to him.
The petty-minded Hu Yanlie didn't want to maintain a good attitude towards any unstable elements who wanted to abduct his wife.
Unfortunately, these are people from my daughter-in-law's hometown, and we have to give the Buddha the benefit of the doubt, so my daughter-in-law's reputation is suppressed.
The man's face was tense, and he tried hard to raise the corners of his mouth to greet the distinguished guest coming from afar.
What is there to talk about between Beihu and Dagan? Just like there is nothing much to talk about between Huyan Lie and Dagan's envoy.
I managed to utter two polite words and said, "Okay, you go inside and I'll go outside."
Hu Yanlie hurried into the tent. Fearing that his wife might be seduced away by someone, he first looked at Meng'er, the maid who came with her as a dowry.
The maid's face showed no expression, and the man, unable to discern what was going on, looked down at his wife who was playing with their daughter beside the couch.
His eyes softened unconsciously. Seeing her looking at him, he walked over and teased his daughter a few times according to her movements. Then he pretended to be indifferent, but in fact he was very cautious and testing her in his heart.
"Could it be that the princess of Dagan's envoy is an old acquaintance? Why did she stay for so long?"
There are so many things to talk about. Do I have to encourage you to go back with him?
His mind raced, but Hu Yanlie remained silent as his daughter grabbed his finger.
Yu'er looked at her husband who seemed to be focused on playing with the child. She sensed something behind his words and thought he was being too suspicious, but she also thought his alert look was very cute.
"Father and Mother later wrote to say they missed me. It's been almost two years since I left Dagan and gave birth to our daughter, so they specially sent an artist to paint a picture for me. I'll bring it back to you to show you some comfort."
The man appeared calm on the surface, but he was actually very nervous inside.
"Are you homesick?"
Hu Yanlie never forgot the promise he made to his princess to take her back to visit him in the early spring of next year.
But plans cannot keep up with changes. My daughter is still young and cannot withstand the fatigue of long journeys, and she also cannot leave her mother. What should I do?
In fact, not only Meng'er, but also Yu'er's longing for her homeland was not as deep as Huyan Lie imagined.
They had only been compromising in the deep palace, and they had few relatives. But when they came to Beihu, they felt much freer.
To be honest, it would be better to let Meng'er and Yu'er stay in Beihu than to let them return to Dagan to live a lonely life in the deep palace.
Looking at the endless sky, the vast grassland, the herds of cattle and horses, and the teams of cattle and sheep, my mind became much more open.
Knowing that her husband was worried, the good-tempered Yu'er comforted her husband who felt insecure and therefore acted unreasonably.
Yu'er couldn't figure out what the man was thinking, but she didn't look so panicked anymore.
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