"In our Heiyi, the cavalry favors female slaves. For them, this is an honor. I don't know why you still object?"
"glory?"
"Yes, female slave," Zhao Changyuan took a deep breath, and then continued: "For the black barbarian nobles, there is no difference like ordinary livestock. They can be given away, bought and sold at will. There are many female slaves who can't stand the nobles.
They died miserably due to torture and then were randomly discarded in the wilderness. Compared to them, Mingyue Xue is already much luckier."
"But - will Chamu really treat her?"
Zhao Changyuan did not answer, but looked at Gong Yueyue deeply for a long time: "Duo'er, not every woman can be as lucky as you."
"Forget it." Gong Yueyue then thought about it. Anyway, now she has bought enough time for Ming Yuexue - keeping her by her side for one year, so that at least Chamuhu can be prevented from coming, and during this year
No one can predict what else will happen there.
"I know what you are thinking, and you don't want Ming Yuexue to suffer, but she will eventually get married, so she can't stay by your side forever, right? Besides, although Cha Mu's character is a bit reckless, he is still quite honest.
You are already much stronger than the average prairie man, so why do you have to worry about it so much?"
"Let's talk about this later." Gong Yueyue walked into the room, sat down by the bed, lowered her head and said nothing.
Zhao Changyuan came over, sat down next to her, picked up Gong Yueyue's hand and held it in his palm: "What? Are you angry with me? But you also have to think about me - after all, Chamu has been with me for so many years, no
Credit also comes with hard work, why don’t I embarrass him about this?"
"Didn't you say that Luo Xuancheng belongs to you? Could it be that you can't do it even if I ask you to save a weak woman?"
"Okay, okay." Zhao Changyuan had nothing to say and could only nod: "I promise you, I promise you everything, can it be done? My sister-in-law."
"Actually, I don't want to embarrass you, but..." Gong Yueyue stood up and walked slowly in the room: "Maybe it's fate. I always feel that there is a wonderful connection between me and Mingyue Xue.
Fate, I just don’t want to see her sad or sad.”
"I understand." Zhao Changyuan looked very unwilling to continue the discussion: "My dear madam, I am tired now, how about we take a good rest first?"
"Okay." Gong Yueyue also knew that she couldn't get into a fight with Zhao Changyuan, so she picked up his hand, shook it gently, and pouted coquettishly: "Now, how about I beat your legs for you?"
Zhao Changyuan stretched out his right hand, held her slender waist, and gently twisted her nose: "It's not a trivial matter like beating your legs, Madam, that you need to do yourself, but it's our wedding, and you have to make good preparations for it."
Gong Yueyue had an idea and immediately thought of it: "If you don't tell me, I forgot about it. It just so happens that I need a helper, so why not let Ming Yuexue do it? I think she is quite measured in what she does."
"Yes, yes, yes." Zhao Changyuan nodded repeatedly: "Everything depends on Madam, Madam has the final say."
Gong Yueyue couldn't help but trembled: "What do you mean by this, is it true that men in this world have hurt your heart?"
"If you never marry a man for the rest of your life and can leave him cleanly, it would be a beautiful thing."
"For the rest of my life," Gong Yueyue murmured softly, "I will not marry a man."
"lady?"
"I understand what you mean. Don't worry. Just go with Chamu. If he feels sorry for you in the slightest, I will deal with it myself."
"Thank you, Madam."
After taking care of everything for her, Ming Yuexue left, and Gong Yueyue sat in a chair, lost in thought.
Gong Yueyue never thought that she would stay with Zhao Changyuan and influence him to do some things and make some decisions. At least now, she has been able to keep Ming Yuexue by her side for a year.
"Duo'er." Zhao Changyuan walked in quickly: "Come and see, come and see."
"What?"
"You'll know after you come and take a look." Zhao Changyuan couldn't hide the joy in his voice. Gong Yueyue hurriedly followed him out of the house, only to see many boxes and cages lined up in the hall.
"What is this?" Gong Yueyue was slightly surprised.
"Open it and take a look."
Gong Yueyue moved closer, stretched out her hand to open it, and saw inside was a large box of gold, silver, jewelry, and various antiques.
"Where did this... come from?"
"These are all sent from the Southern Dynasty. If you like them, just pick some out." Zhao Changyuan sat at the table, holding a cup of tea in his hand, took a sip, and then closed the lid of the cup.
Gong Yueyue looked at these pearls and was speechless.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Changyuan came over and stood next to Gong Yueyue: "Look at your face, it seems very ugly. Could it be that you are not happy?"
Gong Yueyue turned her head and bowed deeply to Zhao Changyuan: "If His Highness agrees, Yueyue would like to use these utensils to do something."
"whats the matter?"
"Yueyue wants to sell some of them into silver coins and use them to help refugees."
"What did you say?" Zhao Changyuan was slightly surprised: "You want to help refugees?"
"yes."
Zhao Changyuan walked back and forth several times, obviously not understanding what she said: "Why do you have such strange thoughts? Don't you always hate the world?"
Gong Yueyue was silent, looking down at the ground.
"Um?"
"I admit that I really hate the world, but the world..."
As Gong Yueyue spoke, the shadows of those she knew flashed through her mind, but her heart gradually became cold——
"Why don't you speak?"
"I really have nothing to say."
"Nothing to say?"
"yes."
"Everyone in the world is evil, and they always have evil thoughts and greed in their hearts, so they suffer all kinds of torture. People in the world feel that they are suffering, but in fact they don't understand that God is punishing them. I hope they can realize their sins, and I hope they understand,
People should rely on their own strength to live in this world."
Zhao Changyuan didn't say anything, he just looked at Gong Yueyue, obviously very surprised.
"I don't want to be a person who indulges in evil, and I also feel that the world is suffering and I should save it. However, if the person being saved does not have a kind heart and is greedy instead, he will get into trouble. Therefore, I don't want to show others with gold and jade, but
I just follow the way of heaven, sell gold and jade into gold and silver, and then exchange them for food to help those who deserve to be saved."
Zhao Changyuan remained speechless, but looked at her steadily for a long time, and suddenly sighed: "It's a pity that Madam is just a woman, otherwise she would have the mind to rule all people."
"Your Highness, thank you." Gong Yueyue rolled up her sleeves and bowed deeply to Zhao Changyuan: "Actually, the Black Barbarians are a nation that loves killing. In their view, force can occupy the world and rule all the people. However, this is only temporary.
The hearts of the people in the world will ultimately want to be governed, not chaos."
"Where did you learn these great principles? The tone of your voice doesn't sound like that of an ordinary woman. Instead, you have the spirit of a mother caring for the world. Could it be because you have stayed in the palace for a long time, and you have become familiar with everything you say and do?
Royal style?"
"Do you think," Gong Yueyue turned her head and looked at him lightly, the majesty between her brows was really frightening: "What I said is very senseless? And pedantic?"
"No, no, no." Zhao Changyuan waved his hands repeatedly: "It should be said that I have never thought as deeply and thoughtfully as you, Qiong'er."
"Your Highness has given you too much praise. Perhaps Your Highness will still think that Qiong'er is pedantic."
"Of course not." Zhao Changyuan shook his head: "What you said certainly makes sense."
"Then, does His Highness agree with Qiong'er's opinion?"
"certainly."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
"I thought about it, and decided to give relief to refugees on the day before we get married. I will set up several porridge distribution points in Luoxuan City so that all the refugees can gather together and receive our assistance."
"Okay." A slight smile appeared on Gong Yueyue's face, and her heart finally felt at ease.
I really like this feeling.
That night, she was sitting in her room, playing the piano slowly, picking, hooking, and wiping. Zhao Changyuan was sitting on the other side of the table, resting his chin on one hand, looking at her intently, his eyes focused deeply.
After finishing the song, Gong Yueyue stopped the string and raised the corners of her lips slightly.
"Duo'er's charm is indeed alluring." Zhao Changyuan couldn't help but smile and said, "I am so lucky to marry such a wonderful woman like you."
Gong Yueyue was slightly startled when she heard this. Looking at him by candlelight, she felt that he was becoming more and more heroic.
"Has Your Highness ever thought about the future?"
"future?"
"Yes, maybe Duo'er is a bit talkative, but there are some things that Duo'er has to say."
"Say it."
"Although I have been in Heiyi for a while, I am not familiar with everything in Heiyi. Moreover, in these troubled times, I am afraid that there will be no pure land in Jiuzhou, and it is inevitable that disputes will continue."
"What Duo'er said is true."
"Actually, I am not aggressive by nature. I just want to be with my husband and stay together in peace for the rest of my life."
"Duo'er." Zhao Changyuan stood up and wanted to hug Gong Yueyue, but Gong Yueyue took a step back: "It's hard to predict what the future will bring. All I can promise your highness now is to marry him and stay together.
One day is one day."
"Okay." Zhao Changyuan nodded: "Then I promise you that I will protect you and everything between us."
Seeing that the divorce was approaching, Gong Yueyue also became busy, preparing all kinds of things for the wedding ceremony. To be honest, she was not very good at these things. It was all thanks to Ming Yuexue who took care of things that things didn't go wrong.
Two days before the wedding, the entire mansion had been cleaned up, and every place had a new look, with lights and colorful decorations. Gong Yueyue wanted to add two screens in the hall, but was afraid that the people below would not be able to do it, so she went to the side courtyard.
, wanted to discuss with the steward, turned around the corridor, and saw several maids gathered together, as if they were talking about something.
"It seems that this time, His Highness is sincere."
"I don't know what His Highness is thinking... In fact, I heard that His Highness has been engaged to the princess of the Boyuan tribe since he was a child. However, because the Boyuan tribe later moved away, no one mentioned it anymore. But recently, Boyuan's
The messenger is coming to Chunyang again." (To be continued)