Today, the Southern Barbarians paid tribute, and the Prince of the East Palace was naturally present. He got up very early, washed and dressed, and entered the palace neatly dressed.
After his leg was broken last time, although he was able to walk after more than two months of recuperation, he still had a slight limp when he walked. He didn't want to be laughed at, so he tried very hard to cover up his lameness every time he walked.
He went to the palace like this. As soon as he got off the carriage, he saw Shen Shu and Lin Zhi walking around the palace.
Shen Shu wore a blue outer skirt today. She stood among the plum trees and raised her hands to pick the red plums that were still hanging on the branches but were obviously wilted.
She excitedly handed the red plum to Lin Zhi, who raised his hand and pinned the red plum to her temples.
The woman's smile is as beautiful as a flower, especially her smiling eyes, which seem to be filled with spring water, making people want to look into them.
Although it was still early spring when the ice and snow were first melting, as she stood in front of him, he always felt as if the grass had begun to grow and orioles were starting to fly around him.
She is actually more beautiful than spring.
After looking at Shen Shu in a daze for a while, the prince suddenly realized that he had been bewitched by this vicious woman again!
He wondered if this woman had bewitched him. Why did he subconsciously forget the fact that Jiao Jiao died at the hands of this woman every time he saw her?
Lin Zhi felt unhappy after realizing that the prince had been looking this way. He turned around to block Shen Shu's face. Fearing that he would not be able to block it, he stretched out his hand to hold the prince in his arms.
Shen Shu reminded in a low voice, "Your Majesty, you are still in the palace at this time."
Lin Zhi said "hmm" and suddenly remembered that the palace would be full of people today, and suddenly began to regret letting Shen Shu wear this one.
It seems that the gray men's clothing is also good?
But at this time, he didn't have time to take her back to change, so he could only stay for a while and then take her to see the Nanman tribute.
The tribute was paid in the main hall. The entire hall was solemn and solemn. Every minister was wearing court uniform, except Lin Zhi, who was accompanied by Shen Shu in blue clothes, who stood out among the group of people.
It was so conspicuous that even the emperor couldn't help but take a second look. He wanted to scold Lin Zhi, but he still held back.
Everyone thought that the emperor and the King of Bei'an had a deep brotherly relationship. The emperor doted on his younger brother, but no one knew that the reason why he let Lin Zhi go was, firstly, because it was easy to use Lin Zhi to handle political affairs, and secondly, because he knew , Lin Zhi can’t live much longer.
When a person is about to die, people around him will always be more tolerant towards him.
At this moment, the Nanman people arrived. Shen Shu raised her eyes and saw that the Nanman people were all tall and thick. She couldn't tell which ethnic minority they belonged to.
The words they spoke were not in Chinese, and the language was in strange long tones. Fortunately, there was a translator. The translator first praised Beiyan, then expressed his wish for peace, and finally talked about the tribute capital. What did you bring?
Shen Shu was not interested in any of this. The only thing she was interested in was the tallest and burliest man among the envoys.
His name is Usman, and he is the man who sets up a ring in Beiyan and is unbeatable.
Perhaps because she was observing too unscrupulously, Usman actually looked at her and looked over.
This time, she saw Usman's face. Although he was tall and muscular, his face was not rough, and even had a bit of heroism.
Shen Shu was stunned. She suddenly felt nervous when she thought of what she was going to do next.
At this moment, Lin Zhi quietly held her hand.
Sure enough, after the tribute was paid, the Nanman envoy made a request for Usman to set up a competition. Although the emperor was displeased, he still agreed.
Naturally, the arena had to be set up outside. They randomly found a venue in the palace and circled it as a venue. Usman stood in the center of the arena, looking at the people in Beiyan, speaking in a not too fluent Chinese. He asked, "Who's coming first?"
Then, a major general stood up.
Although she already knew the ending, Shen Shu was still a little nervous.
Lin Zhi on the side felt that Shen Shu was paying special attention to Usman, and he couldn't help but feel depressed and unhappy.
This was not the first time he had felt like this. He didn't know where this depression and unhappiness came from. He only knew that he wanted to take poison again.
So he quietly raised his hand and touched his sleeve, trying to take out the poison he had developed a few days ago.
But at this moment, Shen Shu was very nervous watching Usman compete with the young general on the stage, and unconsciously went to hold Lin Zhi's hand.
Lin Zhi lowered his eyes for a while and looked at his and Shen Shu's clasped hands, thankful that he hadn't had time to take out the poison yet.
Then, he inserted his fingers into Shen Shu's fingers and interlocked their fingers.
The ring lasted from noon to afternoon, and Usman was really brave, and he actually looked like he could defeat all the invincible opponents in the Yan Kingdom.
Moreover, he not only has great martial arts skills, but also has a good character. He just clicks and stops. Even if his opponent is injured, he will take the initiative to express concern in his poor Chinese.
Shen Shu looked at him and pursed her lips, only holding Lin Zhi's hand tighter. But at this moment, Usman looked over and even smiled.
Shen Shu felt even more entangled in her heart. Others didn't know it, but she, who knew the plot of the original book, knew that Usman was looking at her.
She quickly stopped her random thoughts and quietly went to see the emperor. She saw that the emperor's face was getting worse and worse. If there were no foreigners around at this time, he would have scolded her.
The time soon came to the evening, and just when all the Yan people thought that the humiliation was about to end, Usman suddenly said, "It is really a pleasure to compete with the warriors of the Yan Kingdom. I would like to request that this arena be held for another three days."
Three days! The emperor felt his scalp numb, but he had no way to refuse, so he could only agree.
The tribute farce finally ended. Shen Shu and Lin Zhigang were about to return home together, but they were stopped by someone.
"This lady!"
Shen Shu turned around and saw that although Usman was covered in sweat and exhausted, he still tried his best to smile towards her.
Usman wanted to ask Shen Shu's name, but suddenly he smelled the fragrance coming from Shen Shu's body and suddenly said, "Miss, you smell so good."
This kind of words would have been considered a sarcastic expression in this dynasty, but because of his simple eyes and poor Chinese, he didn't look greasy.
Shen Shu nodded slightly towards him, but she could feel Lin Zhi holding her hand tighter.
Shen Shu could only turn around, but Usman still asked her unwillingly, "Miss, what is your name?"
At the same time, Shen Shu was pulled into the carriage by Lin Zhi, and then he stepped forward and kissed Shen Shu's face and neck.
This time he was a little more angry, even kissing and biting. It happened that the curtain of the carriage was blown open by the wind at this time, and there were people outside. Shen Shu subconsciously raised her hand to block the curtain of the carriage.
Lin Zhi kissed her until her lips were swollen before speaking in a low voice, "Why do you need to use spices?"