Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight - Chapter 200 Extra ten

Yaoying hadn't been to Shacheng yet when she saw Yuanjue who was catching up.

"How did you come?"

Yuanjue sneered, "The king asked me to accompany the queen to Xizhou, and wait until the end of the month to **** the queen back."

He knew what his real mission was: if the queen lived in Xizhou too comfortably and did not return home, he had to urge the queen to hurry back to the palace.

How could Yaoying not know the intention of Tamaraga, she couldn't laugh or cry-she had just left for a day!

She did not rush back, nor did she immediately write to Tamaragarh, ordering the team to continue westward. From now on, she will return to Xizhou in summer and winter every year. This is the first year, so she can't let her heart down just because she can't bear him.

Yuanjue was a little disappointed, and didn't dare to say anything more, to keep up with the team.

The next day, there was a heavy snowfall. They rested at the post and stewed a large pot of lamb on the campfire. When the broth boiled, they put in paper-thin white flour sheets.

Yuanjue ate the delicious mutton noodle soup, and suddenly said, "I don't know what Wang is doing now, whether he has any meals."

Yaoying turned a deaf ear.

Out of the sand city, the wind and snow filled the city, a group of people put on wind-proof masks, passed through the deserted Gobi, and stopped to rest on the huge rock that was eroded by the wind over the years. Yuanjue said again: "The king takes me and A General Shina has been here."

With that, he began to talk endlessly about the past of Tamaragarh leading the guards to smooth the business.

"Queen, if you are so bored, I can tell you about Wang's martial arts training when he was a child! Wang is talented and learns everything quickly!"

Yaoying remembered the appearance of Tamara Gya standing in front of the window and looking at herself, and suddenly regretted not driving Yuanjue back to the holy city.

She missed him too.

A few days later, the team arrived in Xizhou. Li Zhongqian came to pick him up at the station outside the city. When he saw Yuanjue, he sneered: "What did King Tanmo send you to follow?"

Yuanjue quickly flew off his horse and said, "The king is worried about the queen, so he ordered me to serve the queen and listen to the queen's instructions."

Li Zhongqian smiled unconsciously, helped Yaoying dismount, and looked at her for a long time, "I'm a little fatter."

Yaoying brushed off the snowflakes on her shoulders, and asked with a smile, "Isn't it okay to be fatter?"

She is naturally beautiful, fatter and pretty.

Li Zhongqian laughed: "It's better to be fatter."

Seeing that she was ruddy, radiant, and satisfied, she didn't feel embarrassed anymore. After the greetings, she went into the city together.

Bodhidharma and Yang Qian prepared a banquet for everyone.

At the banquet, the little prince Jinbo and Yang Qian had a fight with each other. Those who lost had to dance their swords and accompany them to cheer. The Bei Rong people, the Wang Ting people, the Han people, and the various idiots formed a group. They were enemies on the battlefield in the past. Nowadays, they are happily talking at the banquet, and their past love and hatred disappear.

Yaoying met with the chiefs of various ministries and asked them how the tribe’s harvest this year was and whether the cattle and sheep could survive the winter safely. During the period, they also drank a few bowls of wine.

Yuanjue did his duty loyally and stayed by her side, and did not join in the fight against the wine.

There was a burst of laughter from Yang Qian from time to time. Before long, the young men yelled and booed, a few cases were dumped, the wine bowl fell, and the red-faced little prince Jinbo was pushed to the court, and he drank three full altars. Jiu, staggered, walked to Yaoying crookedly, bowed to Yaoying, slapped her chest, and started to circle.

At first he turned very slowly, leisurely, and wanted to fall to the ground at any time. A few school officers plucked the strings, played the pipa, and the music was clank. He accelerated with the music, turning faster and faster. , The golden brocade robe is raised high, a brilliant golden light and shadow.

The soldiers behind Yaoying were gearing up with excitement: "I saw the little prince Jinbo dancing again!"

"Look, it really looks like a male peacock!"

The soldier was amazed: "Such a strong man can dance..."

Yaoying was holding the wine bowl and glanced at Xie Qing.

Xie Qing stood beside her, in silver armor and vermilion robe, hands on the hilt of the knife, expressionless, his eyes patrolling left and right, guarding her meticulously.

Yaoying took a sip of her wine.

On the day of her wedding banquet, the young man and the little lady could invite their favorite people to dance, but Xie Qing didn't have to be on duty that night. The next day, the soldiers told her that Xie Qing beat up the little prince Jinbo last night.

"The little prince pulls Xie Qing to dance. How can Xie Qing agree? The little prince dances around Xie Qing. Don't look at the thick and strong little prince. He dances so flexibly and decently! Xie Qing Ignoring him, he was drunk and insisted to take Xie Qing to go to the song, and said some kind of life-saving grace, he was willing to accept his life, and only asked Xie Qing to take pity, so that everyone knew it, Xie Qing couldn't bear it. Going out with his collar, drew a knife and had a fight with him."

Xie Qing acted mercilessly, and the little prince Jin Bo had been raised at home for half a month before daring to go out.

After a beating, the little prince Jinbo was not discouraged. After recovering from the injury, she was full of energy and asked to **** Yaoying back to Xizhou. She just wanted to take the little prince Jinbo to meet the chiefs of the various ministries and appease those tribes who were afraid of the Western army. , At his request. This time I brought people on when I set off.

After Jin Bo finished dancing, he took the saber thrown by Yang Qian and danced to the music in a vigorous posture.

The atmosphere was warm, and everyone sang at the festival to cheer him up.

Jin Bo looked at Xie Qing frequently, winking his eyebrows, with a flattering smile on his face.

Xie Qing was still expressionless.

After singing and dancing, banqueting, Xie Qing sent Yaoying back to the bedroom, and suddenly said: "Princess, should I marry the little prince Jinbo?"

Yaoying paused and raised her head: "A Qing, do you like the little prince Jinbo?"

Xie Qing avoided answering, saying, "I am a woman, leading a thousand army, and I haven't got married yet. The whole army knows about Jin Bo."

Yaoying smiled: "A Qing, you can accept the little prince Jin Bo, or you can reject it, and don't care about what others say. You are Xie Qing, no matter who you marry or who you marry, you are still Xie Qing. , Is my General Xie."

Xie Qing's tight expression gradually eased, and nodded.

The wind howled, she stood in front of the porch, watching Yaoying enter the hall, standing still.

As many years ago, she stood by the flower pond, watching Li Zhongqian take Yaoying away, and stood motionless for a long time, until her mother came and took her away.

...

Xie Qing was born with supernatural power, and he could push down his older brother when he could not walk.

Her father found that she had excellent roots and was suitable for martial arts.

It's a pity that she is a daughter's family.

The mother sighed in front of her more than once: "If you are a young man, how much should you have? You can follow A Lang like your brother and be loyal to the Xie family. Why are you a daughter?"

Later, she grew up day by day, with an ugly appearance and a strong physique. She didn't look like a little lady at all, she looked like a man.

Relatives secretly said that she had cast the wrong baby, and that she was supposed to be a male body, and the fairy made a fool of herself, making her a little lady.

The mother washed her face with tears: her daughter was born so ugly, and her elder brothers are more prettier than her, how will she marry in the future?

Xie Qing was forced to learn from the red, learn to cook soup, learn to manage general affairs.

The mother said that since she was born with a masculine appearance, only if she learns more about the ability of presiding over Zhongxiu, will she be able to talk to each other in the future, and will be able to serve her husband well when she is married.

Xie Qing went to school with her sisters in the family. A little lady in a house, only she is out of place.

They isolated her and laughed at her for giving birth to a man.

That spring, Alang took Qiniang back to his hometown to worship the ancestors, and the clansmen attached to Xie's family helped to carry out the sacrifice ceremony and open the banquet.

Xie Qing went to a banquet with his mother. The wife had a drink by the pool, and the little ladies were playing with flowers, fighting flowers and playing swings by the flower pond in the back garden.

No one played with her, she was picking flowers by the flower pond alone. Several little ladies came over and took her to fight for flowers and plants. She was flattered and played a few times. The little ladies put all the flowers on her head and laughed around her.

"Look, look, Xie Qing will wear flowers too!"

They laughed so much that tears came out.

Xie Qing suddenly understood that in their eyes, he was a joke.

She stood up, took off the flowers from her head, and fell on those little ladies.

Her face was gloomy in anger, and she looked horrified.

The little ladies fled in fright. She chased after the little lady who took the lead and grabbed the peony flower on her head. The little lady screamed and begged for mercy. Xie Qing, who chased the little lady in the courtyard, changed her color one after another, looking at her like a monster.

Mother was so angry that she trembled and pointed to Xie Qing: "What kind of evil did I have done in my previous life? Why did you give birth to such an evil obstacle!"

Xie Qing blankly pushed away the servant who was blocking him, fell and beaten all the way, hiding in a secluded yard.

She plucked the flowers in the flower pond, threw them on the ground and trampled on them.

There was an ouch in the promenade, crisp.

A pink face sticks out of the promenade, and the little lady in the double-up bun is lying on the promenade, looking at Xie Qing with her sullen eyes, "Why are you hitting me with a rock for no reason?"

Although it was a questioning, the tone was soft and soft, as if he was joking.

Xie Qing felt that the little lady in front of her seemed different from the others, but she didn't want to be tricked anymore, snorted, turned around, looked around for a while, jumped into the flower pond, hugged a flower tree, and pulled up forcefully.

The flower tree was uprooted by her and fell to the ground.

Xie Qing clapped her hands and stared at the little lady coldly.

She thought the little lady would be scared off by herself.

He just raised his head and bumped into an eager sight.

The little lady looked at the big hole in the flower pond with all her face in amazement, her eyes burning: "Sister, you are amazing!"

Unlike the yin and yang of the sisters in the clan, she has a sincere tone.

Xie Qing was stunned.

The little lady looked at her with envy: "If I am as strong as you, and in such a good health, I can practice martial arts with my brother!"

Xie Qing suddenly felt irritable: "You are a little lady, how can you practice martial arts?"

She has never seen such a beautiful little lady. Shouldn't all the beautiful little ladies behave like the mother said? How can you think about practicing martial arts?

The little lady smiled with a good temper: "Why can't the little lady practice martial arts? Regardless of men and women, as long as they are in good health, they can practice martial arts. Now there are wars everywhere, we little lady who learn martial arts will not be bullied casually."

Xie Qing sneered: "My daughter learns martial arts, everyone will laugh at you."

The little lady lay on the railing, her head tilted, "If I know martial arts, and whoever dares to laugh at me, I will hit him until he dare not laugh at me."

Xie Qing was speechless for a while.

The little lady looked around her, wishing to walk down and squeeze her, but she kept lying on her stomach.

Xie Qingzheng was puzzled. A voice came from the other side of the corridor. The son Li Zhongqian came over, saw the little lady, walked up a few steps, and hugged her: "Why are you here alone? Who left you here?"

The little lady took Li Zhongqian's arm: "I asked the nurse to hug me. I want to see if the hydrangea planted before has grown up."

Xie Qing looked at the little lady blankly.

It turns out that she is a female son.

The mother said that the female son had been in poor health since childhood, and she was still on the battlefield last year. She was getting better, but after this fright, she couldn't walk anymore. The son was trying to find out where there is a genius doctor who could cure her leg.

Xie Qing couldn't recover for a long time.

The female prince leaned on Li Zhongqian's shoulders, waved at her, eyebrows curled.

Xie Qing returned home, waiting for his father to punish himself. She made a banquet, wounded the sisters in the clan, uprooted the daughter-in-law's tree, and smashed the daughter-in-law. The mother was so angry that she wept all the way.

Father went home and called her to the vestibule with a heavy face.

She knelt down, but her father's slap did not fall.

"A Qing, do you want to practice martial arts?"

Xie Qing raised his head in astonishment.

Father looked at her and sighed, "Our family has been practicing martial arts for generations. You are born with supernatural powers. It would be a pity not to practice martial arts. Since you can’t get along with the little ladies in the clan, you don’t have to learn those things in the future, so follow your brother to practice martial arts. Today the son said that he wanted to choose a few guards for the son. You are a daughter. If you can be picked, you can protect the son in person."

Be a **** for the daughter-in-law?

Before Xie Qing's eyes, the female prince was lying in front of the railing and talking to herself.

The female son looked at her with a look of amazement and envy: Sister, you are amazing!

The father said earnestly and earnestly: "A Qing, you think it over. If you choose this path, no one may dare to marry you in the future. Martial arts training takes a lot of hardships. Three hundred and sixty days a year, you have to grit your teeth every day. Being slack, Aye won’t get used to you. You’ll be beaten or scolded. Don’t feel distressed. Do you really want to practice martial arts?"

Xie Qing took off the hairpin from her head and threw it on the ground, making fists with both hands: "I want to practice!"

She doesn't have to be ashamed of being different by nature, this is her talent, not a sin. She wants to practice martial arts and becomes the guardian of the female son through selection!

...

The night breeze in Xizhou seemed to be carrying a knife, and it blew through, and the bones felt tingling.

Xie Qing recovered.

When the princess returned to the Central Plains, she met her elderly parents.

The couple looked at her in armor and riding a horse to lead the soldiers into the city, tears bursting into tears. Mother followed the team to watch her all the time, listening to the people chanting her name and cheering for her, wiping tears as she walked.

Xie Qing turned around and looked at the sleeping city of Xizhou in the night.

A figure in front of the steps swayed, and someone swayed towards her.

She clenched the long knife.

...

The next day, Yaoying got up to freshen up.

Yuanjue piled up a snowman in front of the court and asked breathlessly: "Queen, do you look like a king?"

Yaoying looked at the tall and thin snowman with sharp outlines in the courtyard, and she was fascinated for a while.

The soldier came over with a smile and said, "Princess, Xie Qing beat up the little prince Jinbo again last night!"

Jin Bo performed a dance in public, and in the middle of the night, he ran to Xie Qing and asked her what kind of man she liked. He was going to fight with that man. Xie Qing lifted it and threw it into the snow to sober up. He fell with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Yaoying smiled and shook her head, put on her cloak and went to find Li Zhongqian.

The kiss was nervous, and walked around her. When passing by the promenade, he intentionally or unintentionally blocked her in front of her, smiling and saying, "It's windy here, don't blow the princess."

Yaoying raised her eyebrows: "Get out of the way, what can't I see?"

Li Zhongqian has nothing to do with her body, she hasn't seen anything? Why hide in front of her?

He retired in a shameless manner.

Yaoying walked down the promenade, her eyes swept across the snow.

A tall figure stood in the snow in front of the court, with a thin layer of snow on the felt, shivering with cold, I don't know how long I stood here.

"Princess Banar?"

The woman holding her arms turned her head and saw Yaoying, her eyes lit up: "Ainur!"

Yaoying took Princess Banal into the vestibule and asked her to sit in front of the fire, "How long have you been waiting here?"

Princess Banal shook her fingers and counted for a few hours: "Li Zhongqian refused to see me. I came in the middle of the night last night. I will wait until he comes out to see me!"

Yaoying motioned for her to fetch hot horse milk wine for her to warm her up, walked out of the vestibule, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

The kiss coughed: "Last night at the banquet, a few tribal girls danced to Alang. Princess Banal drove them away. Alang came back and fell asleep. Lord Banal saw him and he didn't allow us. When the door was opened, the princess kept guarding outside, and would not leave no matter how she persuaded."

Yaoying thought for a while, ordered someone to invite a healer to see Princess Banal, and turned to see Li Zhongqian.

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Thank you everyone for helping me think about the name of the article. I thought about a few spare names and reported them to the editor. If they need to be changed, they will change it.