Ji Yunkai thought wildly for most of the night, and did not fall asleep until midnight. Unavoidably, he got up late in the morning, and his face was not good.
Fortunately, she doesn't have to prepare an antidote for the Yanbei Army today, otherwise she really wouldn't have the energy to go to the military camp and help inspect and accept the medicinal herbs from Southern Xinjiang.
After hastily finishing his meal, Ji Yunkai went to the military camp with Doctor Zhuge, who had been waiting for a long time.
When he went out and saw two carriages one behind the other, Ji Yunkai remained silent and took the lead in getting on the first carriage.
Upon seeing this, young doctor Zhuge was about to follow, but he was stopped by the guard when he stepped forward: "Doctor Zhuge, your carriage is behind."
Yes, the little green cloth carriage at the back is the carriage that Dr. Zhuge wants to ride in. If he doesn't want to sit in it, then he can ride back.
"I, Princess..." He still wanted to talk to Princess.
Seeing that Doctor Zhuge was not cooperating, the guard said with a cold face: "This is what the prince told me."
Once he heard that it was Xiao Jiu'an who told him, Doctor Zhuge lost his temper. Although he was not as afraid of Xiao Jiu'an as before, he still did not dare to make Xiao Jiu'an angry.
There was no choice but to accept his fate and sit on the carriage behind him.
Ji Yun drove in the carriage, heard clearly, and smiled noncommittally.
She had guessed it a long time ago and was not surprised at all. She just felt inexplicably upset.
She and Xiao Jiuan are only a couple in name, and Xiao Jiuan seems to be too lenient...
With a slight sigh, Ji Yunkai leaned against the carriage and closed his eyes to rest.
Xiao Jiuan said that the people in southern Xinjiang are very cunning, and she still has a tough battle to fight, and she has to be energetic.
The two carriages drove out of the city one after another and arrived at the Yanbei Army camp near noon. By this time, the people from southern Xinjiang had already arrived.
The transaction between Southern Xinjiang and the Yanbei Army did not alarm the court. It was a private transaction between the two parties. The people from Southern Xinjiang came quietly, and Ji Yunkai kept a low profile. The carriage drove directly into the military camp. She even put on a black dress
, and then came down.
Ji Yunkai was dressed in black, covering her body from head to toe. Looking from behind, it was impossible to tell who she was, not even her gender.
Of course, Ji Yunkai did not prepare this outfit, but the guard handed it to her before getting off the carriage. As for who prepared it, I don't know.
Xiao Shaorong came out to greet him in person. Perhaps the injury on his body had not healed yet, and Xiao Shaorong's walking posture was a bit strange. Ji Yunkai glanced at her without saying a word, and followed her silently.
In her opinion, Xiao Shaorong deserved the beating.
If she allowed the soldiers to cause trouble, she would never hit him with just a few hundred military sticks. Xiao Jiuan was still too tolerant of Xiao Shaorong.
The two walked leisurely and soon came to a heavily guarded camp. Before entering the camp, Xiao Shaorong suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "Princess, I'm sorry about what happened last time!"
What happened last time was indeed his fault. He first thought that the princess had other motives for holding the prescription and not telling her, so he allowed his men to make trouble.
After the incident, he thought about how the princess wanted to be punished, but he didn't expect that he was judging the heart of a gentleman with a villain's heart.
"It's okay, I didn't lose anything." Ji Yunkai was stunned for a moment and said nonchalantly.
Yes, she didn't care. She never had expectations for Xiao Shaorong and Yan Beijun, so no matter what their reaction was, it was the same to her.
They are just a group of strangers, and they may never interact with them again in this life. Whether these people are grateful or resentful to her, it doesn't matter to her. She will not lose any meat because of it, nor will she gain more meat because of it.
She is such a selfish and cold person who only lives in her own world.
However, Xiao Shaorong didn't know what Ji Yunkai was thinking. When he saw that Ji Yunkai forgave him so easily without any dissatisfaction on his face, he immediately felt ashamed and looked down upon Ji Yunkai.
It was him who preconceived the idea. He listened too much to the prince and thought of all women as ignorant and brainless fools. Although the princess was a woman, she was different from those women. He could no longer be influenced by the prince in the future.
Putting away his sighs, Xiao Shaorong secretly took a breath, adjusted his mood, and led Ji Yunkai into the camp with a serious look on his face.
The tent was very large, but there were only three people sitting there. The first person was a young man, maybe I shouldn't say young, but judging from his age, he should be in his mid-twenties.
The man is dressed in crow-green uniform. His appearance is not outstanding when viewed separately, but when put together, it makes people feel inexplicably comfortable, a bit uncle-like, and inexplicably reassuring.
The man's temperament is very outstanding, his atmosphere is stable and free and easy, making people involuntarily focus on him.
He started with two middle-aged people wearing southern Xinjiang's characteristic clothing. Southern Xinjiang's clothing pays attention to bright colors. The clothes on the two people were mixed together. They were not ugly or fancy, but revealed the weight and charm of history.
Seeing Ji Yun driving in, two men wearing southern Xinjiang-style clothing looked over, but the man in green didn't react at all.
Ji Yunkai glanced at her and said nothing. He followed Xiao Shaorong and sat down on the main seat. Xiao Shaorong stood behind her consciously and introduced her: "Princess, this is Nan Jinzhao, the king of Southern Xinjiang. These two
He is the Five Poison Elder of Southern Xinjiang."
The person wearing the crow-blue uniform was naturally Nan Jinzhao, the king of Southern Xinjiang. Hearing Xiao Shaorong's introduction, Nan Jinzhao glanced at Ji Yunkai in a dignified manner. At this sight, Nan Jinzhao paused, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.
It took a long while before he looked away.
Nan Jinzhao's eyes were not annoying, but Ji Yunkai still frowned, feeling a little unhappy in his heart.
Of course she knew what she looked like, and wearing a mask could be said to be stunning, but she didn't like it.
Sometimes it's not a good thing for a woman to be too good-looking, especially when she doesn't have the ability to protect herself.
Xiao Shaorong naturally saw it, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Ji Yunkai looked very good, and even he found it amazing when he put on the mask. It was normal for Nan Jinzhao to be unable to take his eyes away.
Although Nan Jinzhao is the king of Southern Xinjiang, he is not old and is not married yet. It is normal to appreciate beautiful women.
After introducing Ji Yunkai, Xiao Shaorong introduced Ji Yunkai to the people of Southern Xinjiang: "King of Southern Xinjiang, this is our princess. This exchange of hostages will be handled solely by the princess."
"Woman? She is still a woman who has no face to see others. Is this the sincerity of your Yan Bei army?" Nan Jinzhao, who was sitting at the top, did not speak. The two elders were dissatisfied at first.
The two elders were obviously making use of the topic. Just as Xiao Shaorong was about to suppress their arrogance, he heard Ji Yunkai ask: "What kind of sincerity do you want?"
"Take off your mask." This is a difficult situation. It is impossible for people in southern Xinjiang not to investigate the matter related to Xiao Jiu'an. Naturally, it is impossible for them to not know that Ji Yunkai ruined the right side of his face and became as ugly as a yaksha.
Nanjiang did this, obviously to give Ji Yun a blow, but Ji Yunkai didn't want to think about it and said: "Okay!"
Ji Yunkai deserved to be happy, but before the two elders of Southern Xinjiang were happy, the conversation changed: "I took off the mask, how can you show sincerity?"
She doesn't mind taking off her mask and letting people see her ugly face.
She Ji Yunkai never lives for others... (To be continued)