"Your Highness."
On the second night of the banquet, only a few people in high positions were allowed to have a drink and get quite drunk, while the rest of the people, including Da'an and Da Yan, were on high alert.
Da'an feared a mutiny by the women of Dayan, who seemed possessed by war gods.
Da Yan feared that Da An would poison them.
No matter how good things seem at the negotiating table, you must always be wary.
Mingzhu looked at Huo Xiaolong, who was standing on the bridge in the wind, dressed in a scarlet dress, and couldn't help but call out behind her.
Your Highness?
Huo Xiaolong is sobering up here; I haven't heard him addressed as such in years.
Your Highness,
They even made it sound quite nice, like a scene from a novel.
Hou Xiangxiang and Dani'er hid in a corner and stared at Mingzhu. Yesterday, Huo Qitian had really angered them.
She came to her two godmothers in a very open and generous manner, explaining that Zhu was gentle and asking if they would mind having another sister.
Of course I mind! I definitely mind!
"Princess Mingzhu".
She called me by my old name, so I will too. Huo Xiaolong turned around and smiled, his smile so bright that even the moonlight paled in comparison.
When she turned around, Mingzhu's heart skipped a beat.
"In a few days, Da'an will be the territory of Great Yan."
Mingzhu stepped forward and stood side by side with Huo Xiaolong, saying...
"What? You're not satisfied?"
Huo Xiaolong felt that it was perfectly understandable for Mingzhu to be unwilling; if it were her, she would be furious.
Mingzhu shook her head and replied:
“I have never felt resentful. If I hadn’t gone to the Great Yan, I probably would never have known that a woman could live such a life.”
"It was those three princesses who woke me up."
"Maybe I was never meant to be a peaceful person. I'm not convinced, and I'm not reconciled."
“When I went to the Great Yan for the marriage alliance, I thought that my future husband would definitely be a man who is brave, resourceful, skilled in both literature and martial arts, and handsome. Although you are in charge of the Great Yan now, I still have to say that the princes of the Great Yan before were not good enough for me. I deserve better.”
Mingzhu's face was still quite pretty; she wasn't a great beauty, but she shone brightly in the moonlight.
Huo Xiaolong thought Mingzhu was right.
No matter who you are, you always deserve the best; you are worthy.
But this sense of worth is not blind confidence or arrogance, but rather striving to be worthy of it through one's own efforts.
"Now that Princess Mingzhu has been in charge of Da'an for so many years, does she have a suitable husband in her heart?" The woman in the scarlet dress turned around, leaned against the stone bridge, and asked Mingzhu.
Mingzhu was dressed in pink today, a light pink that suited her very well; she hadn't worn this color in a long time.
Since taking control of Da'an, and since he developed his own ambitions.
This color of clothing makes her look too innocent and harmless; she's not like that at all.
She wanted to let everyone in Da'an who didn't respect her know just how formidable the name Mingzhu was.
"have."
The woman's eyes seemed to hold a galaxy, their beauty enhanced by the shimmering reflection of the river beneath the bridge.
Mingzhu looked at Huo Xiaolong, then lowered her head and smiled shyly.
This scene made Long'er feel really awkward. No, sis, why are you laughing at me? You're too into it, you laugh at the slightest thing.
The little girl was being pulled along by Da Ni'er. Hou Xiangxiang wanted to go up and chat with Princess Mingzhu, saying, "Why do you have to steal my friend? Don't you have any friends yourself?"
"Wait a minute, little sister," Da Ni'er said, pulling Hou Xiangxiang along.
"What? You chuunibyou girl, she stole my boyfriend! I'll see if I don't mess with her!"
"Why are you getting more and more backward as you get older? You're just like Sun Zixi when he was a child."
"So what? She can take anything from me, but she can't take my Long'er."
"Come on, look at the way she looks at Long'er. What does it look like? Doesn't it look familiar?" Da Ni'er had noticed something was off since yesterday, but she just couldn't remember who that look resembled.
Logically speaking, the ladies in brothels shouldn't be like this; they're all very open and generous. It's usually the men who are shy.
"Like when Sister Ruyi and Xiao Lanyi were engaged when they were young, she pretended like this to make Xiao Lanyi infatuated."
"Yeah, what does it mean that she's acting like this towards Long'er?"
"I don't know, let's take another look."
Huo Xiaolong refrained from speaking his mind. This was going to be the prince of his fiefdom, and he still had to show him respect. Long'er cautiously asked:
Who is it?
Upon hearing this question, Mingzhu smiled even more brightly.
She put her hands behind her back, her left hand gripping below her right elbow, not daring to look at Huo Xiaolong, and only muttered to herself:
“That year, my father sent my Great Yan to marry a foreign ruler. Mingzhu was unwilling, but the emperor’s order could not be disobeyed.”
"General Huang died at the hands of the Prince of Zhenbei. Da'an could only send women to apologize to them. They didn't even have the courage to submit a memorial themselves."
"Later, at a banquet in the Great Yan Imperial Palace, Mingzhu saw an exceptionally beautiful man, whose appearance was as radiant as a celestial being, with an imposing bearing. He was sitting on one knee on a stool, playing with a wine cup in his hand. What a dashing and charming young man."
"Those who can attend the Great Yan Night Banquet must be members of the royal family. That year, he was sitting next to several young ladies who were a few years older than him."
"Mingzhu made a vow during her time in Da'an that she would never compete with other women for a man. This is a wise saying I have learned after living in the harem for so many years."
"But the moment I saw him, all the rules and regulations disappeared. If he's the one beside me, what does it matter if I fight?"
"He deserves it."
"It's well worth it."
"For example, she is right in front of me, but I can't embrace her."
In the end, Mingzhu's eyes filled with tears, and her eyeballs fell like beads from a broken string.
Even Huo Xiaolong, who was usually so dense, realized by now that the person in question was himself.
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