The next morning, Dorqin was arrested by Xiao Lu and pinned down in front of the dressing table early to have her eyebrows drawn and makeup done.
"Xiao Lu, take off that beaded hairpin..." Dorqin ordered impatiently.
Xiaolu replied speechlessly: "Princess, you only have this pearl hairpin on your head, and you still want to go? You are going to see the prince, and you were attending a funeral at that time!"
When Dorqin heard Xiaolu's modest words, he smiled bitterly and went to the funeral, yes, he went to the funeral for her happiness, for her love, that's right...
"Remove it and treat it as a funeral!" Dorqin's tone became sad.
Xiao Lu knew that she was just saying something out of anger, but she didn't expect that her master would take it seriously.
"Princess, then use this jade hairpin and don't dress up with anything. I'm afraid there will be criticism from Chiyang Congress!" | Xiaolu suggested.
Dorqin understood what Xiaolu meant. It was too rude to meet the emperor and prince of Chiyang Kingdom, who was probably her future husband, with a naked face.
She nodded, agreeing to Xiao Lu's suggestion, do whatever you want, she didn't care.
Dorqin entered the Chiyang Palace with a lot of sadness in her heart, only to find that the palace was dressed as if it were for a grand ceremony. Wherever she walked, there were red velvet stalls, and there were red peonies on both sides. When she arrived at the main hall,
There is actually a long horn used by Northern Xinjiang to greet distinguished guests ahead...
What is going on? Dorqin had some doubts in his heart, but he still walked to Chiyang Palace calmly.
As soon as we entered the main hall, there was Emperor Chiyang sitting upright, dressed in bright yellow, and beside him was Queen Chiyang in a yellow phoenix robe.
I scanned for a week but found no trace of Prince Chiyang around.
"Dorqin of Northern Xinjiang pays homage to the Emperor of Chiyang Kingdom, long live long live!" Dorqin clenched a fist with one hand on his chest, nodded slightly, and made a Northern Xinjiang etiquette.
Emperor Chiyang glanced at the woman standing below. Although she was in a foreign country, there was no trace of humility on her body. Her arrogance was undoubtedly revealed, and her northern Xinjiang dress made her look even more heroic.
Such a woman is worthy of his son, worthy of him!
"Get up and give me a seat!" Emperor Chiyang was very happy.
Originally, he had no feelings for this princess sent from Northern Xinjiang, but with just one glance, he felt that this woman was a good match for his son! In addition, today's arrangement was entirely Xuan Beimo's idea, and he was even more happy.
It was rare for Xuanbei Mo to be willing to meet a woman, but after meeting Dorqin, Emperor Chiyang realized why his son treated this woman from northern Xinjiang so specially.
"I wonder what the Emperor Chiyang has to say when he summoned my daughter today?" Dorqin deliberately led the conversation to another place, using the word "advice".
Queen Chiyang and Emperor Chiyang looked at each other, and the queen smiled and said: "Dorqin has been here for a few days, and Chiyang has been neglecting her. Today I specially invited her to have a home-cooked meal together. Anyway, Princess Dorqin will also be with me in the future."
The palace and the emperor are one family. If the princess doesn’t mind, just call us father and mother and queen!"
The Queen Chiyang above has a gentle and sincere face, and her words also give Dorqin or Northern Xinjiang full face. Even if this is not the case, she can directly call her father, queen, and queen. Doesn’t that mean Dorqin’s acquiescence?
Is she the Crown Princess of Chiyang?
Dorqin was not happy at all. Maybe a few days ago, she could still be happy and think about how the Empress and Emperor Chiyang recognized her identity so easily.
But after yesterday's chance encounter, she lost her heart.
Dorqin suddenly stood up, faced the slightly surprised Emperor Chiyang and the Empress above him, paused slightly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid Dorqin will let down the wrong love of the Emperor and Empress Chiyang..." The next morning, Dorqin
Erqin was caught by Xiaolu and pinned down in front of the dressing table early on, stroking her eyebrows and dressing up.
"Xiao Lu, take off that beaded hairpin..." Dorqin ordered impatiently.
Xiaolu replied speechlessly: "Princess, you only have this pearl hairpin on your head, and you still want to go? You are going to see the prince, and you were attending a funeral at that time!"
When Dorqin heard Xiaolu's modest words, he smiled bitterly and went to the funeral, yes, he went to the funeral for her happiness, for her love, that's right...
"Remove it and treat it as a funeral!" Dorqin's tone became sad.
Xiao Lu knew that she was just saying something out of anger, but she didn't expect that her master would take it seriously.
"Princess, then use this jade hairpin and don't dress up with anything. I'm afraid there will be criticism from Chiyang Congress!" | Xiaolu suggested.
Dorqin understood what Xiaolu meant. It was too rude to meet the emperor and prince of Chiyang Kingdom, who was probably her future husband, with a naked face.
She nodded, agreeing to Xiao Lu's suggestion, do whatever you want, she didn't care.
Dorqin entered the Chiyang Palace with a lot of sadness in her heart, only to find that the palace was dressed as if it were for a grand ceremony. Wherever she walked, there were red velvet stalls, and there were red peonies on both sides. When she arrived at the main hall,
There is actually a long horn used by Northern Xinjiang to greet distinguished guests ahead...
What is going on? Dorqin had some doubts in his heart, but he still walked to Chiyang Palace calmly.
As soon as we entered the main hall, there was Emperor Chiyang sitting upright, dressed in bright yellow, and beside him was Queen Chiyang in a yellow phoenix robe.
I scanned for a week but found no trace of Prince Chiyang around.
"Dorqin of Northern Xinjiang pays homage to the Emperor of Chiyang Kingdom, long live long live!" Dorqin clenched a fist with one hand on his chest, nodded slightly, and made a Northern Xinjiang etiquette.
Emperor Chiyang glanced at the woman standing below. Although she was in a foreign country, there was no trace of humility on her body. Her arrogance was undoubtedly revealed, and her northern Xinjiang dress made her look even more heroic.
Such a woman is worthy of his son, worthy of him!
"Get up and give me a seat!" Emperor Chiyang was very happy.
Originally, he had no feelings for this princess sent from Northern Xinjiang, but with just one glance, he felt that this woman was a good match for his son! In addition, today's arrangement was entirely Xuan Beimo's idea, and he was even more happy.
It was rare for Xuanbei Mo to be willing to meet a woman, but after meeting Dorqin, Emperor Chiyang realized why his son treated this woman from northern Xinjiang so specially.
"I wonder what the Emperor Chiyang has to say when he summoned my daughter today?" Dorqin deliberately led the conversation to another place, using the word "advice".
Queen Chiyang and Emperor Chiyang looked at each other, and the queen smiled and said: "Dorqin has been here for a few days, and Chiyang has been neglecting her. Today I specially invited her to have a home-cooked meal together. Anyway, Princess Dorqin will also be with me in the future."
The palace and the emperor are one family. If the princess doesn’t mind, just call us father and mother and queen!"
The Queen Chiyang above has a gentle and sincere face, and her words also give Dorqin or Northern Xinjiang full face. Even if this is not the case, she can directly call her father, queen, and queen. Doesn’t that mean Dorqin’s acquiescence?
Is she the Crown Princess of Chiyang?
Dorqin was not happy at all. Maybe a few days ago, she could still be happy and think about how the Empress and Emperor Chiyang recognized her identity so easily.
But after yesterday's chance encounter, she lost her heart.
Dorqin suddenly stood up, faced the slightly surprised Emperor Chiyang and the Empress above him, paused slightly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid Dorqin will let down the wrong love of the Emperor and Empress Chiyang..."