Shengjing, Qingning Palace.

Queen Xiaoduan Zhezhe was expressionless, her eyes were dull, and she went to the palace gate with the support of the maid, and watched the eighth princess Dazhe, who was dressed in a beautiful costume, slowly got on the sedan chair, and her heart was tingling, she couldn't help it, and her tears were like pearls with broken threads.

She pushed away the maid, returned to the bedroom with a cigarette, and lay down on the phoenix bed and cried......

The sedan chair moved slowly, Da Zhe thought of the destination of this trip, and two lines of tears also burst out of his eyes, and two small rivers flowed out of his cold face.

The maid Mascar hurriedly took out the silk flower and sucked the tears from Dazhe's face, "Don't cry, princess, crying and flowering your face, it won't look good." ”

Da Zhe was stunned like a piece of wood at the mercy of others, and said for a long time: "Is there any difference between good looking and not good-looking?" ”

"Princess," Muska said carefully: "He is the emperor of Huaxia, there must be many women in the harem, if the princess can't follow his temperament and return to Beijing, she will definitely be offended in the future, Beijing is thousands of miles away from Shengjing, and the Qing Dynasty is beyond the reach of the whip......"

Da Zhe leaned on the leather quilt behind him, and his body trembled with the sedan chair, "This princess only lives her own life, what does it have to do with him?" Why follow him? ”

"The princess said stupid things again," Maskar took out the rouge she carried with her and touched up Dazhe's makeup, "The princess left Qingning Palace this time, and she is his person, so she will naturally obey him in the future, just like Empress Xiaoduan wants to obey Emperor Chongde......"

"However, this princess is not his queen, no, not even a concubine, but just a servant," Dazhe's face was blank, "Maska, listen, there is no singing at all......"

Mascal said softly: "The emperor of Huaxia said that the princess is too young, so the Qing Dynasty is not too public......"

"Princess Ben is thirteen years old, why is she too young? Didn't my sisters get married at the age of eleven or twelve? ”

"The slave maid heard that the etiquette of China, a woman can only marry when she is fifteen years old, and the princess marries into the Han land, so she naturally has to abide by the laws of China!"

"Since this princess is too young, why is he marrying today...... I don't dare to marry openly, and I want this princess to ...... as a maid."

"The princess should understand in her heart that it is not that he is in a hurry to marry, but us," Maskar hugged Dazhe's tender arm, as if she was afraid that she would escape, "Princess, we are in the Qing Dynasty, to the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted, Shengjing is besieged, and it is impossible to repel the Mandate of Heaven army for a while, and the cattle and sheep cannot go out of the city to graze, so they can only die in the city, I heard that many cattle and sheep have starved to death......"

Da Zhe's face showed an angry face, "It's all this imperial uncle regent, what did the warriors of the Qing Dynasty do?" ”

"Princess Shenyan!" Mascar pointed to the outside of the sedan chair, "Outside is the cavalry of the Qing Dynasty......"

"The cavalry of the Qing Dynasty?" Da Zhe snorted coldly, "They can't beat Huaxia, do they dare to be powerful in front of this princess?" ”

"Naturally, they don't dare to do anything to the princess," Mascar laughed, "However, the slaves and maids have a low status, and they can punish the slaves and maids......"

Dazhe was speechless, leaving Shengjing City, Maskar is her only relative, once Maskar suffers, she is on the Huaxia side, but she is lonely, thought for a moment, and said: "Who is escorting this princess this time?" ”

"I heard that it was the person with the red flag," Muska whispered: "The lord of the red flag, King Luo Luohun, personally escorted him, and all the more than 1,000 warriors with the red flag accompanied him......"

A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Da Zhe's mouth, "Are there only more than a thousand warriors left in the red flag?" ”

"Princess Shenyan!"

Dazhe's face returned to a state of indifference without self and nothing.

Mascar knew that Da Zhe felt uncomfortable, who did this happen, no one could stand it, obviously she was married, but she wanted to appear as a maidservant, not even a concubine, not to mention that the eighth princess has always been golden and jade, she got a little closer to Da Zhe, and whispered: "Don't worry, princess, when the princess reaches the age of fifteen, the emperor of China will have a round house with the princess ......."

"Who rarely has a round affair with him?" Da Zhe's eyes widened, "If it weren't for the Qing Dynasty, this princess would be dead, and she wouldn't marry a Han person!"

"The princess is right, the princess is indeed for the Qing Dynasty," Mascar said: "After the princess makes peace, the Qing Dynasty will definitely negotiate peace with Huaxia, and maybe the cattle and sheep in Shengjing City can go to the outside of the city to graze freely......"

Da Zhe is no longer interested in these, she married Li Zicheng, from the moment she left Qingning Palace and walked on the sedan chair, she was already a Han Chinese, and the survival and decline of the Qing Dynasty had little to do with her.

Although he is stubborn, he still thinks about his future life.

Will she become Li Zicheng's concubine?

What kind of life does the concubine of Huaxia live on weekdays? Can I ride a horse in the future? Outside the city of Huaxia Jingshi, is there an endless grassland?

Seeing that the eighth princess's face slowed down, Mascar was secretly happy in her heart, thinking that she had enlightened herself, "Princess, I will go to the camp of the Huaxia Heavenly Mandate Army later, the conditions are simple, and it is not as good as Qingning Palace, so don't be angry...... princess"

Da Zhe smiled bitterly: "This princess was used as a bargaining chip by the Qing Dynasty, what right do you have to be angry?" The Han people don't dislike this princess, even if it's lucky. ”

Mascar smiled: "The princess still looks good when she smiles, princess, when you meet the emperor of Huaxia, don't throw a cold face!"

"Like that?" Da Zhe grinned at Mascarpa and deliberately grimaced.

"Princess, don't you scare the emperor of Huaxia like this?" Maskar put Da Zhe's open red lips together, "I heard that Han people like reserved women, and they don't smile toothlessly!"

Da Zhe pushed Mascar's hands away and gave her a blank look, "Stinky girl, you like her so much, you can go and serve him!"

"The slave maid wants to marry him, after all, he is the emperor of China, rich all over the world, I heard that the Han land is rich in products, much richer than the Qing Dynasty......" Maskar sighed faintly: "It's a pity, the slave is just a slave, how can there be such a good life as a princess?" ”

"Good life?" Da Zhe sighed: "The Qing Dynasty, which princess can control her own destiny, isn't it all harmony?" It's not China or Mongolia, but there's not much difference......"

At this moment, the sedan chair jolted, Dazhe's body was crooked, and she almost hit the wooden pillar in the corner, she grabbed Mascal's waist before she stabilized her body, and frowned unconsciously: "What's the matter?" ”

Mascar lifted the bead curtain and looked out, "Princess, the sedan chair is out of the city......"

"Out of town?" Dazhe's nose was sour for no reason, his eyes were red, he was silent for a moment, and said, "Mascar, will we go back to Shengjing?" ”

"Come back? Probably so, right? Maskar was also unsure, but in order to comfort the princess, he still said: "Most of the princesses who married into Mongolia have come back......"

Da Zhe shook his head slightly, "Han people...... Mascar, I have a feeling that if I leave Shengjing today, I will never have a chance to come back in the future......" She looked out from the beaded curtain that Mascar had lifted, "Hey, didn't Luo Luohun send him to the city gate, how did he get out of the city?" ”

"This ...... The slave doesn't know either...... "Mascar also opened from the open bead curtain, "Maybe Luo Luo is reluctant to give up the princess and wants to send the princess to the military camp of the Mandate of Heaven?" ”

"Maybe!" Da Zhe said in his heart, to this point, even if he is sent to the barracks, what can he do, and he will still live on his own in the future......

The wide and thick gate of the south gate slowly closes behind the sedan chair.

Dazhe took one last look at the city, then withdrew his gaze, leaned back, leaned against the quilt, and slowly closed his eyes.

After a while, the sedan chair left the south city gate, walked outside the city for several miles, and finally arrived at the barracks of the Heavenly Mandate Army.

However, without flowers and applause, it is not like a grand wedding at all, but like a soldier who welcomes the triumphant return!

Da Zhe was very nervous, but fortunately he didn't get off the sedan chair in public, and the sedan chair was carried until Li Zicheng's Chinese army tent before stopping.

Li Xin, the commander of the third battalion, Li Mou, the commander of the second division, and others were all greeted outside the big tent, and Gong Dingyu accompanied Chi Qilong who had just returned from Shengjing City.

Although there will be no wedding tonight, in the eyes of the soldiers, tonight is the emperor's cave candle.

Chi Qilong was not very interested, but he could only accompany Gong Dingyu to have a haha with the soldiers of the Heavenly Mandate Army, and when he saw the opportunity, he quietly approached Luo Luohun, "The princess has been sent to the camp of the Heavenly Mandate Army and handed over to the emperor of Huaxia, so the county king should go back early......

"Go back?" Luo Luohun shook his head, "Mr. Chi, this king will not go back for the time being......"

"Not going back?" Chi Qilong was puzzled, "There are more than a thousand warriors under the county king, do you want to spend the night outside the city?" Before reaching a formal agreement with the Mandate of Heaven Army, the Qing Dynasty and Huaxia were not friends, and the county king had to return to the city to garrison to avoid trouble......"

It happened that Li Zicheng came over, pretending not to know Luo Luohun's identity, and arched his hand to the two, "What did Mr. Chi say, you two are important envoys of the Qing Dynasty, how can you go back now, no matter what, you have to drink a glass of water and wine...... I still want to thank you both......"

"The emperor's ......" Chi Qilong hurriedly returned the salute, "Now that the hearts of the people in the city are unstable, the warriors with red flags should return to the city......"

"Although I won't get married today, I ...... after all After all, it is the first meeting between the eighth princess and me, and it can be regarded as a day of great joy," Li Zicheng said with a smile: "If anyone dares to make trouble in Shengjing City tonight, it is to ignore my Huaxia, it is the Qing Dynasty that can endure it, and my Heavenly Mandate Army will definitely not bypass the Xiaoxiao gangsters, sir, don't worry, drink heartily tonight, and go back tomorrow after dawn......"

"Your Majesty, this ......"

"Mr. Chi doesn't want to drink my wine of great joy?" Li Zicheng pulled Chi Qilong with one hand and Luo Luohun with the other, and Gong Dingyu also came over to help persuade him.

Although Chi Qilong was uneasy, he was also very gracious, so he had to half-push and half-sit, and sat down in the makeshift tent outside the big tent of the Chinese army.

Gong Dingyu accompanied him to chat for a while, Li Zicheng's personal soldiers sent wine and food, and the civilian officials who accompanied the army came over to persuade them to drink.

Li Zicheng summoned Li Xin and Li Mu in Li Xin's big tent, "How are the soldiers?" ”

Li Xin arched his hand and said: "The emperor can rest assured, the soldiers have not drunk, the outside of the camp is open and dark, and they dare not slack off.

Li Zicheng nodded and said, "Tell the soldiers that I will make up for them sooner or later for this meal, but not now, wait until the end of the war......"