After Dressing Up As a Stepmother, I Transformed the Whole Family Into Working In the Fields Chapter 722

Chapter 722: Keeping the Virtues of Men

“Your Majesty the Imperial Preceptor! Your Majesty the Imperial Preceptor! Your Majesty the Imperial Preceptor.”

Sikongjian lifted the curtains of his car, raised his hand, smiled and nodded to wave to the people.

In an instant, who still remembers the Northern Barbarian envoys? They just shouted: Master National Preceptor! !

Anyone who could be looked at by Sikong Jian wished to die on the spot.

Qin Yao leaned against the window and watched helplessly as someone looked at Sikong Jian twice and passed out from excitement on the spot, with a sharp twitch on his forehead.

That's not true, do you want to be so exaggerated?

As if he noticed that someone had been staring at him, Sikong raised his eyes to look for it, and unexpectedly met the cold eyes of the woman by the window.

Qin Yao raised her left hand and made a decisive stroke in front of her neck.

The silver ring on the ring finger gave off a dazzling cold light under the reflection of the sun, making Sikong Jian's heart tremble.

He pretended to be calm, smiled and nodded at her, and lowered the gauze curtain in the car.

The moment the gauze curtain fell completely, Sikong Jian immediately took a deep breath.

He didn't understand why Liu Ji found Qin Yao to be charming and cute.

She is clearly in terrible danger!

But if we can get her power, it doesn't seem to be intolerable.

So, when the carriage passed under the teahouse, Sikong Jian stuck his head out of the carriage and smiled what he thought was a gentle smile at Qin Yao by the window on the second floor.

Yin Le: "Master, he seems to be provoking you."

Qin Yao nodded seriously, "Yes, I saw it." Write it down in a notebook!

Sikong Jian, who had no idea that the other party thought he was being provocative, sat in the carriage and thought over and over again about his gentle and chic smile just now, giving himself a hundred points.

Finally, the Northern Barbarian envoys slowly drove into the city.

　　The fresh clothes and special appearance of the northern barbarians immediately attracted the attention of the people as soon as they appeared.

Many people came from the Northern Barbarians on this trip. In addition to the accompanying guards and slaves, they also brought with them twenty precious horses, twelve carts of specialty products, and twenty craftsmen with various skills.

King Chan and the princess walked at the front of the procession in the ceremonial procession, followed by Sheng Guo to welcome the representatives of the literary world.

It was a brilliant purple, and it was difficult not to attract people's attention in the procession of the mission.

As soon as the four Dalang brothers and sisters saw the purple, they couldn't help but get excited, and they opened their eyes wide to look for the familiar figure.

Finally, Dalang's sharp eyes were the first to spot the two or so purple jade figures guarding the princess's car.

One of them is their father, riding on his own horse, Lao Huang, with a serious expression and a paralyzed face, no matter how much the people around him cheer, he is like a soulless puppet and has no reaction.

I have never seen the other Dalang, and I don't know him. He was not as handsome as his father, but he was unparalleled among the representatives of the literary world.

The two of them broke away from the delegation behind them and drove alone with the princess, guarding one on the left and the other on the right.

And the Princess Huhe Tixiang, who the people of Kyoto were looking forward to, was sitting in a gorgeous incense car specially prepared by the Ministry of Etiquette. She was blocked by thick gauze curtains everywhere, and only a vague figure could be seen.

On the other hand, King Chan of the Northern Barbarians changed places with the guards directly, from the car to the horse, looking at the prosperous capital of the prosperous country with a smile.

From time to time, I waved and nodded to the people in the alley to express friendship.

It can be seen that neither King Chan nor the princess understand the Shengguo dialect very well. From time to time, they have to ask the Shengguo envoy next to them: "What are they talking about over there? Why are they so excited?" The envoy glanced at King Chan, who wears two big pigtails, is scolding you in his heart. Is it so easy to forget the hatred between the country and the family?

But he still made up with a faint smile on his face: "Everyone has never seen the prince, only heard his name. This is the first time to see him, so it is inevitable that he is a little excited."

In the incense cart at the back.

Princess Huhe Tixiang also raised the same question.

She first asked the maid serving beside her, but the maid shook her head and said she didn't know.

The princess had at least learned some of Sheng's characters and languages and could understand most of them. However, the maid had grown up on the grassland and there was no one around her who spoke Sheng's dialect. She was more confused than the princess and wanted to know more about these people of Sheng. Talking about something.

Think about it, they should be welcomed or something like that?

Looking at the expressions of the people, they were a bit ferocious. Could it be that the people of Sheng State expressed their welcome in this way?

The maid looked around blankly, and finally decided to let their princess have another snack and remain silent.

But obviously, the princess is not a person willing to remain silent.

She looked left and right. The literary representative on the left had never shown an expression other than a blank expression since the two countries met. He didn't seem like an easy person to get along with.

The one on the right looks to be about the same age as her. He has a lively temperament and talks a lot along the way. He talked to her a lot.

But, most of them don't understand.

Logically speaking, when normal people want to ask questions, they should talk to people who tend to be enthusiastic about themselves.

But it was difficult for Huhe Tixiang to take her eyes away from the literary student representative on the left.

The man on the right said that both of them were specially selected by the Imperial Master and sent to guide her.

Everyone has a love for beauty. When Huhe Tixiang saw that these two people looked like the 'dragon and phoenix among men', she felt very happy, and her favorable impression of Sheng Guo's Imperial Master also skyrocketed.

Especially the older man, who is tall, neither fat nor thin, just like Zizhu. Just standing there with his back, one feels like a **** descending from heaven and about to ride away in the wind.

The back view was like this, and when he looked at his face, he was even more shocked - is there such a handsome man in this world?

Huhe Tixiang, who was used to seeing rough and rough men, was greatly shocked in her heart.

Along the way, because of the presence of this literary scholar, Huhe Tixiang was so excited and as bold as she was that she actually became shy and embarrassed to talk to him.

His name seems to be Liu Ji.

As for the man on the right, he was chirping. She just thought it was noisy, and she had long forgotten his name.

Now, finally finding a reason to talk, Huhe Tixiang mustered up the courage, stretched out her hand to lift some gauze curtains, and asked in Sheng Guohua, pretending to be curious:

“Hey, Liu Ji, can you tell me what they are talking about?”

The man was riding on the horse without looking back. He only raised the ring finger of his right hand and waved it in front of the curtain.

Huhe Tixiang frowned in confusion, not understanding what this meant.

Lu Xiaofeng on the right explained: "Princess, didn't you see the ring on his hand? It represents loyal love. He already has a family and it is inconvenient to talk to his daughter."

At the end, I added: "My sister-in-law has a bad temper. If she finds out that my brother is talking to women outside, he will be punished when he gets back. Princess, if you have any questions, just ask me. I'm not married yet, so I don't need to abide by male ethics!"

Huhe Tixiang looked at Lu Xiaofeng's expectant face and glared at him, feeling indescribably disappointed.

She and her maid looked at each other and asked in her native language without understanding: "Can't married men in Sheng Kingdom talk to other women?"

The maidservant shook her head, saying that she didn't know and had never heard of it.

Chapter end

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