"What are you standing there for? Chase after her!" Nangong Ye roared at Yun Xiyue.
"Yes, Your Highness." Yun Xiyue was extremely unwilling, but she still hurried to catch up with Yun Qingran.
"Ranran, don't go, don't go!" Yun Xiyue chased after him, clutching her belly. Her haughty demeanor from just two days ago had crumbled, making her seem ridiculous.
Finally, Yun Xiyue caught up with Yun Qingran at the city gate. "Ranran, don't go. What will I do if you leave?"
"What can we do? We'll just have to deal with it." Yun Qingran ignored her and continued walking forward.
"Ranran, do you want me to kneel down and beg you before you'll stay?" Yun Xiyue shouted from behind.
Her shout attracted the attention of everyone at the city gate, and all eyes turned to her.
Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Yun Xiyue suddenly had a plan. She would use the people to force Yun Qingran to come back.
"Thump." Yun Xiyue knelt down in Yun Qingran's direction, her eyes filled with tears, and she sobbed, "Ranran, I'm begging you, even if it's just a pregnant woman, don't go, don't abandon me, otherwise what will I do?"
"What happened?"
"I heard that the Northern Yin delegation arrived here yesterday. This woman is called Ranran, she should be Yun Xiyue, and the one in front should be Yun Qingran."
"Tsk tsk tsk, isn't Yun Qingran Yun Xiyue's cousin? Why is Yun Xiyue kneeling down to Yun Qingran?"
"Yun Qingran is the chief envoy of the Northern Yin marriage delegation, and it seems she's going to quit."
"When her own cousin got married, she was asked to escort her off, but she just abandoned the task and left. Her character is questionable."
"Having a cousin like this is the worst luck imaginable."
...
People on the street were pointing and whispering about Yun Qingran. If word got out, her reputation would be ruined.
As Yun Qingran listened to the comments and pointing fingers, a hint of impatience flashed across her face. This moldy green tea was really annoying.
Isn't this just a tactic of moral blackmail? It's just a pity that you have no morals at all, hahaha... If you have no morals, you can't blackmail me.
“Yun Xiyue, is it because I didn’t send you off to your wedding? It’s because you and your husband’s country have gone too far.” Yun Qingran didn’t care whether Yun Xiyue knelt or not. She grabbed the hand of a member of the Northern Yin wedding delegation next to her, rolled up her sleeves, and said, “Look at how Nangong Ye treated our Northern Yin wedding delegation along the way.”
Everyone looked over and saw large patches of purplish-blue on the man's hands, some of which were almost fading away, and some looked like they had been inflicted just today.
"Bullying the bride's family who sent her as a bride, is this how all brides are taken in Southern Chu?" Yun Qingran loudly questioned the Southern Chu people around her.
This place is less than a hundred miles from the capital of Southern Chu, and merchants come and go in an endless stream, including people from all four kingdoms. It is foreseeable that today's events will soon spread throughout the world.
Although women had a low social status in ancient times, the bride's family had a very high status. To mistreat or bully the bride's family would be a disgrace, let alone to mistreat or bully the wedding procession.
Nan Chu didn't want to be labeled as disrespectful to the woman's family, so they all started to explain.
"You are Princess Rongchang of Beiyin, right? Please don't misunderstand, we in Nanchu are not like that."
"Yes, yes, yes, we in Nan Chu have always respected the bride's family. We have never had anything like this—beating up the wedding procession.
“Princess Rongchang, you don’t know, our Prince Ye has never been mentally sound. Please don’t take it to heart.”
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Seeing the people around her comforting Yun Qingran, Yun Xiyue knelt on the ground, her face turning red and white in turns. She cursed inwardly that these people were all opportunists, bending whichever way the wind blew.
“Princess Rongchang, please don’t be angry. Continue with the wedding procession. Don’t let two good-for-nothings ruin the harmony between our two countries,” an old man from Southern Chu earnestly advised.
Yunxi Yue, standing to the side: Two useless people, is one of them talking about himself?
"Uncle, it's not that I don't want to go to escort the bride, but it's just too humiliating. We've been bullied terribly along the way. We've endured it all for the sake of peace between our two countries, but we've finally reached our breaking point." Yun Qingran looked at the old man from Southern Chu with helplessness and sorrow.
“Let Nangong Ye apologize to your Northern Yin,” said a merchant from Eastern Qi who was watching the spectacle.
“Yes, let Nangong Ye apologize to your Northern Yin.” Another person from Western Yan echoed.
"Nangong Ye, apologize! Nangong Ye, apologize! Nangong Ye, apologize..." Slogans began to be chanted on the street.
Watching this scene from a distance, Nangong Ye was furious. These unruly people should all be killed.
After hurling a few curses, Nangong Ye lost interest in continuing. Judging from the state of the people today, if he didn't apologize, things would definitely escalate.
But if he were to apologize to that bitch Yun Qingran in front of so many people, what face would he have left in the Four Kingdoms?
Today was truly an unlucky day. Just when Nangong Ye was in a difficult situation, the sound of gongs and drums came from outside the city, followed by an announcement: "His Highness Xu has arrived."
Upon hearing that Nangong Xu had arrived, the people of Nanchu knelt down, their faces beaming with joy. "His Highness Xu is here! He can surely keep the Northern Yin's wedding delegation here."
Nangong Xu! Upon hearing this name, Yun Qingran looked towards the city. She had often heard that Nangong Xu of Southern Chu possessed military talent no less than Jun Molin's; the two were equally outstanding and had the potential to become wise rulers. She never expected to actually see him today.
She'll have to take a good look later to see if this Nangong Xu can really be compared to Jun Molin.
Just then, Nangong Xu appeared. He was dressed in a black robe with a white jade belt around his waist, which accentuated his excellent physique, which resembled that of a male model with broad shoulders, a slender waist, and long legs.
His eyes were double-lidded at the inner corners and double-lidded at the outer corners. His eyes were cold and somewhat bewitching. His deep features were arranged on his small face. His skin was fair but not effeminate. He was so handsome that he didn't look like a real person.
Yun Qingran was inwardly weeping. Do you know what it feels like for a woman who has given birth to see a handsome man? Probably like a eunuch visiting a brothel. Unable to get an erection!
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Nangong Ye arrived at the palace gate, dismounted, walked up to Yun Qingran, and greeted her with a slight smile, "Princess Rongchang."
Her gentle smile was like spring water meeting pear blossoms—absolutely breathtaking! ?(ˊ?ˋ*)
"Your Highness Ye." Yun Qingran nodded politely.
"Did you just hear on the road that Prince Rongchang is going back to Beiyin?" Nangong Ye asked.
"Sigh, yes." Yun Qingran sighed deeply, looking very regretful and sad.
"Your Highness Xu." Yun Xiyue got up from the ground, no longer holding her belly, and looked at Nangong Xu with sparkling eyes, calling out in a sweet and coquettish voice.
At this moment, she felt a thousand regrets, ten thousand regrets. Why did she climb into that idiot Nangong Ye's bed? She should have climbed into Nangong Xu's bed instead.
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