Marrying into another family?
he?
Yun Chan frowned coldly, not even glancing at Princess Acha, and covered her mouth, saying, "Princess, you jest. Chu and Qi are on good terms."
"I, the prince, have come to the Great Qi on a mission to study and promote friendly relations between our two countries."
"So that's how it is?" Acha laughed. "I didn't know these things. I misspoke. Please don't be angry with me."
Yun Chan pursed her lips and remained silent.
He beckoned to the eunuch to bring over the lanterns he was carrying.
He chose a cute and playful rabbit lantern and handed it to Yuan Yao: "It's late and the dew is heavy, I should go back now."
"Here's the lamp. Take good care of it. Walk slowly while you're in the park."
"Mmm!" Yuan Yao grabbed the lamp and smiled sweetly.
Yun Chan's expression softened slightly. She nodded to Huai Rou and then stepped out of the cherry blossom garden.
As Acha watched his retreating figure, she asked in confusion, "Why did he leave? Is he angry with me?"
How are they supposed to respond to that?
Huaiyao said, "The last person who angered Yun Chan has already had his head shaved off and become a bald man!"
If you don't want to upset him, stay away from him...
"Huaiyao!" Huairou exclaimed in surprise.
How could she have revealed the fact that Bai Wantao and Gu Yucha had their hair shaved?!
The walls have ears.
What if someone hears this and reports it?
After Huaiyao finished speaking, he realized what was going on.
She raised her hand and hurriedly covered her mouth.
She casually patted his mouth.
Yuan Yao's lips twitched: "Sister Huaiyao..."
Huaiyao covered her mouth and glared at Acha, mumbling, "You didn't hear anything, did you?"
Acha was completely bewildered: "What?"
Huaiyao released his grip and threatened, "If you dare to spread what I just said, you're finished, understand?"
"Oh..." Acha looked at her, a kind and bright smile appearing on his slightly dark and ruddy face, and asked, "About shaving your head?"
"Yes!" Huaiyao said through gritted teeth.
Acha winked mischievously: "So, does this mean I've caught you red-handed?"
Huaiyao: "..."
It seems that a war without gunfire is about to break out.
Just then, a strange, stuttering voice sounded from behind: "Acha, stop messing around."
Upon hearing the voice, Acha was overjoyed: "Brother!"
The newcomer wore a bright blue robe, unlike the robes of the Great Qi Dynasty. His robe was bright blue overall, but the hem, cuffs, and lapels were light gold, with brown patterns embroidered on the light gold.
His hair was slightly curled, and his long hair was braided. He wore a rope with twisted gold thread on his forehead, with a ruby adorning the center of his forehead.
The clothing was complex, but his deep-set, delicate features made it work.
The young prince, with his exotic features, is quite handsome...
The young prince walked over and, upon seeing Yuan Yao and the others, first placed one hand on his chest and bowed slightly: "Haolie, the Second Prince of the Northern Di."
Haolie?
That's a really powerful name!
Huairou returned the greeting and spoke first: "My name is Huairou, and I am the eldest princess of the Great Qi."
Huaiyao sized up Haolie for a moment and asked, "I heard you're very good at horseback riding?"
"Not particularly impressive..." Hao Lie looked at Huai Yao, his tanned face slightly flushed: "Princess... can you ride a horse?"
“Yes, I will.” Huaiyao raised an eyebrow.
Although, my riding skills were just average.
"That's wonderful!" Haolie said. "How about Haolie and the princess... race horses another day?"
race?
Huaiyao puffed out her chest, her fighting spirit rising: "Good! This princess wants to see just how good the Northern Di people, who are said to have grown up on horseback, really are at riding!"
"It's a deal..." Hao Lie said, his face flushed.
Their shared hobbies immediately brought them much closer.
Even Acha joined in: "My brother has several fine horses!"
"Princess Huaiyao, if you can beat my brother in horsemanship, I'll vouch for it and have my brother give you one of his horses. What do you say?"
"Is what you're saying true?" Huaiyao was delighted, but her expression remained arrogant.
“Really!” Acha assured him.
“Alright!” Huaiyao readily replied to Haolie, “I’ll borrow a horse farm from my father another day and we’ll have a race.”
"I... will wait for you!" Hao Lie said earnestly.
Huaiyao gave a soft hum, suppressing the little bit of smugness in her heart.
Standing to the side, Huairou looked helplessly at Yuan Yao.
Yuan Yao smiled and winked at her.
Huairou's lips twitched, revealing a gentle smile.
They couldn't do anything about Huaiyao.
I just pray that Huaiyao doesn't lose too badly and end up crying to them...
After talking with Haolie, Huaiyao was visibly in a much better mood.
Even Princess Acha seemed much more pleasing to the eye now.
Just as Huairou was about to speak up and organize the lantern viewing, the sound of women talking came from the garden entrance—
"I saw Princess Huaiyao coming this way, but where is she?"
"She seems to be with Princess Huairou and Princess Yuanyao. Should we go back?"
"What's there to be afraid of? We're related to her by marriage, after all. You and I are her elders. She's still all smiles after her mother's death. Can't we, as her elders, even say a few words to her?"
"Sigh... In the end, it's all her fault for not being close to Consort Zhao and the Marquis of Changdu's family."
"Even if we're not close, the one who dies is still her mother who carried her for ten months and gave birth to her!"
"..."
Hearing the two voices, Yuan Yao's expression turned slightly cold.
There are always people with faces as big as basins.
Are you putting on airs like an elder or relative to lecture a princess?
Is he out of his mind?
Yuan Yao turned her head and glanced at the people around her.
Huaiyao's face was ashen, and he couldn't wait to loosen the whip on his wrist.
Huairou frowned, seemingly wanting to say something but stopping herself.
Haolie and Acha looked at each other, completely bewildered.
Yuan Yao pursed her lips and asked, "Who's making a scene outside?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the two women fell silent.
Soon, two ladies dressed in fine clothes, one in red and one in green, came over with round fans. Upon seeing the people in the garden, they curtsied.
Huairou frowned, but said gently, "Please rise, Madam."
She opened her mouth as if to say something, but couldn't bring herself to speak.
The woman in green was plump, and her almond-shaped eyes darted around as she looked at Huaiyao. She bowed gracefully and said, "Princess, please accept my condolences."
Huaiyao's face immediately turned dark.
She gripped the whip, frowned, and said softly, "I'm perfectly fine, why are you grieving?"
The lady in red knelt down, raised her phoenix eyes slightly, and sighed, "Princess Huaiyao, your aunt knows you are sad, you don't need to pretend that nothing is wrong."
If you are sad, you can talk to us about it...
"Insolence!" Huaiyao finally loosened his grip on the whip and lashed it hard against the ground.
She frowned, trembling with anger: "Who do you think you are, to deserve me calling you 'aunt'?"
Upon seeing this, the two ladies were horrified: "Huaiyao, you don't acknowledge your mother, how come you're even disowning us..."
"Shut up!" Yuan Yao grabbed Huai Yao's trembling hands, patted them reassuringly, and then looked at the two women.
Her gaze swept over the two of them, and she scolded them softly in a childish voice: "During the Empress Dowager's mourning period, you're dressed in red and green, all so flamboyantly..."
"Whose wives are you all? State your master's name and official title!"
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