"Ranran, can we go now? The sun is so strong, my stomach is hurting from the heat." A group of people were saying goodbye when Yun Xiyue came over, supporting her belly. The group of people rolled their eyes at her.
"What are you carrying? You're uncomfortable even just being in the sun," Yan Shuangshuang retorted directly.
"You..." Yun Xiyue was furious with Yan Shuangshuang, but since the other party was the Crown Princess of Western Yan, she could not lash out and could only hold back.
Hmph, Yan Shuangshuang, I'll endure it! Once I become Empress and my son becomes Emperor of Southern Chu, the first thing I'll do is send troops to destroy your Western Yan.
"Ranran, I'm leaving now. You must bring Yan Yan and An An to visit me in Xiyan when you have time." Yan Shuangshuang let go of Yun Qingran's hand and reluctantly got into the carriage.
"Okay, I'll definitely bring Yan Yan and An An to visit you sometime." Yun Qingran waved to her.
After seeing Yan Shuangshuang off, Prime Minister Luo also finished exchanging pleasantries and bidding farewell to the Emperor. Yun Qingran stepped forward to see her teacher off, saying, "Teacher, please take care on your journey."
"Ranran, be careful on your journey to Southern Chu." Prime Minister Luo looked at his most beloved little disciple with loving reluctance.
"Yes, teacher." Yun Qingran's eyes were filled with tears. Although she and Luo Xiang had not known each other for long, they shared the same vision and worked in the same direction. In addition to their teacher-student relationship, they were also business partners, and their feelings for each other were far beyond those of an ordinary teacher-student relationship.
"Ranran, if you have some free time, bring Yan Yan and An An to Dongqi to play. Your teacher will introduce you to your senior classmates." Luo Xiang patted Yun Qingran on the shoulder.
"Yes, teacher. I will definitely come to Dongqi when I have time." After saying that, Yun Qingran respectfully gave a student's salute.
"Good child, get up quickly." Luo Xiang quickly helped her up.
"Shameless and saccharine." Not far away, Yun Xiyue watched Yun Qingran and Luo Xiang say goodbye, her jealousy so intense that she crumpled the handkerchief in her hand, but her tone was one of disdain.
Seeing her like this, Nangong Ye gave her a disdainful look.
I used to think Yun Xiyue was pretty and quite fond of her. But now, I don't know why, I feel sick of seeing her.
After seeing Prime Minister Luo off to his carriage, it was getting late. Yun Qingran bid farewell to the Emperor, saying, "Your Majesty, I must depart now."
"Have a safe journey." The Emperor nodded to her, then said in a voice only two people could hear, "Your safety is the most important thing. If anything seems amiss, run, understand?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, please rest assured." Yun Qingran nodded heavily.
It's only natural to run away when faced with a danger you can't solve; you're not stupid.
"Go then," the Emperor waved his hand.
"Your Majesty, I am about to depart." Yun Qingran clasped her hands in a salute, then turned and boarded the carriage.
The wedding procession sets off!
Because Yun Xiyue was pregnant, and in her early stages of pregnancy, the wedding procession and the Southern Chu delegation moved very slowly. By evening, they had only covered a few dozen miles.
After finding a place to set up camp, everyone began preparing a meal.
Yun Qingran took advantage of this free time to study the sword manual in the tent. There is always something higher than the last, and she wanted to work hard to improve her combat power and become a woman like an eagle.
Just as she finished watching a set of sword techniques and was about to practice it with the Zhanlang Sword, a noisy commotion came from outside.
She immediately put down the sword manual and ran out, only to see that the people in the wedding procession and the people from the Southern Chu delegation seemed to be clashing.
"We'll use this pot first," the Southern Chu delegation shouted arrogantly.
"Why should we? We brought this pot!" the member of the wedding delegation retorted angrily.
The Southern Chu delegation consisted entirely of Southern Chu people, while the marriage delegation was entirely composed of Northern Yin people. Because of Yun Xiyue and Nangong Ye's relationship, the two delegations traveled together.
"You Northern Yin people are shameless, practically begging to come to Southern Chu. If it weren't for Southern Chu's generosity, do you think you could even go to Southern Chu?" the Southern Chu delegation mocked.
Upon hearing this, Bei Yin's momentum immediately weakened. It was undeniable that Yun Xiyue, a young lady from a secluded family, had fallen for Nan Gongye of Nan Chu.
At this moment, the entire Northern Yin delegation's disgust for Yun Xiyue reached its peak. If it weren't for her, Northern Yin wouldn't have been ridiculed by Southern Chu like this.
"Give it to me." Seeing that the Northern Yin delegation was speechless, the Southern Chu delegation arrogantly came over and tried to forcibly take the pot.
The Northern Yin delegation refused, tightly protecting the pot. Seeing this, the Southern Chu delegation, who were sending a bride, immediately attacked them. The two delegations got into a fight.
"Stop!" Yun Qingran arrived at the scene and shouted loudly to stop them.
Upon hearing Yun Qingran say "stop," the members of the Northern Yin marriage delegation all ceased their attack, but the members of the Southern Chu delegation acted as if they hadn't heard her and continued to brutally beat the members of the Northern Yin marriage delegation.
Yun Qingran gave the Southern Chu delegation a cold look. These people were really pushing their luck. Did they really think Northern Yin was a pushover just because they didn't show their power?
There was a pile of chopped firewood right next to it, all of which were as thick as an adult man's arm.
Yun Qingran casually picked up a piece of firewood, held it by both ends, and then bent it on her lap. The firewood, which was as thick as an adult man's arm, made a crisp snapping sound and broke into two pieces.
The Southern Chu delegation froze, turning to look at Yun Qingran, swallowing hard, and refraining from taking any further action.
"What happened?" Yun Qingran casually tossed aside the firewood that had broken in two and asked.
“Princess Rongchang, these are the pots we brought. They tried to take them without asking us,” the cook protecting the pots replied, feeling wronged.
For some reason, Princess Rongchang was slender and delicate, like a fragile flower. But when she stood there, her white gauze dress fluttering in the wind, she seemed to give people an infinite sense of security, making people unconsciously center their attention around her.
"It's just a broken pot, surely Bei Yin wouldn't be so stingy?" the Southern Chu delegation said lazily.
"Since it's a broken pot, why are you still fighting over it? Your tastes are truly bizarre." Yun Qingran crossed her arms and chuckled coldly.
"Princess Rongchang, is it true that your Northern Yin is only good at producing broken pots and worn-out shoes?" the Southern Chu delegation asked with a sneer.
Nan Chu wanted to use Yun Xiyue's premarital pregnancy and her willingness to marry Nangong Ye to suppress Bei Yin.
Unfortunately, they were wrong. Yun Qingran was not the kind of person who would swallow her anger.
"Speaking of worn-out shoes, I have a few points I'd like to share with you." Before the Southern Chu delegation could answer, Yun Qingran continued, "The shoes weren't worn out from the start; they were worn out by people. Shoes don't move, but people do. It's people who are foolish enough to wear out the shoes. How can you put all the blame on the worn-out shoes?"
It wasn't that Yun Qingran wanted to defend Yun Xiyue, but she genuinely felt it was unfair. Men and women make mistakes together, so why should the blame be placed solely on the woman, and why should men be elevated while women are belittled?
In fact, men clearly dominate in these kinds of situations.
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