Three months later, the King of the Desert arrived belatedly with a group of beauties.
It doesn't look like he's here to talk about his daughter, but more like he's here to enjoy the scenery.
There was no trace of anxiety on his face, but instead he was content. After entering the palace, he first asked where the palace he lived was, and then asked the eunuch to arrange for him a place for his beautiful wife.
Completely regardless of his daughter's life or death.
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The day the Desert King entered the capital.
"I heard that Li'er was the most beloved princess of the Desert King. It seems that this is not the case after seeing her today." At the reception ceremony for the Desert King, Wen Yuan stood with other princes and princesses.
But she was the only one who dared to whisper like this, because she was the only one who would not be scolded for speaking secretly.
This visit of the King of the Desert was considered as an audience. Many specialties unique to the desert were brought, as well as some gold and jewelry.
At the grand welcoming ceremony, the Desert King introduced his other daughter with a smile on his face. She was not as beautiful as Li'er, but more well-behaved than Li'er. She was just a little less wild and less lively and interesting than the desert people.
In contrast, Wen Yuan still likes Li'er more, regardless of what she has done.
The emperor glanced at his princes, not knowing what he was thinking.
The palace banquet was not as elaborate as before. After all, no one expected that the Desert King would enter the capital in such a battle.
Based on what his daughter had done, it was kind of the emperor not to let anyone detain him.
"Zhuoer, have you read the secret letter written by me?" The emperor was also confused by his operation. Is the desert king clear about the serious crime committed by his daughter?
No one expected that the King of Desert would actually say that his daughter had nothing to do with him, "From the time she planned the rebellion, she was no longer my child. I will have no complaints whatever you want to do with her, Your Majesty." .”
Looking at it like this, he really didn't expect Li'er to do such a thing.
But this is a matter of national importance, and the emperor deliberately tested it, "I always thought that Lier had a cheerful temper and could not hide things in her heart, but I didn't expect that she had such an idea."
The King of Desert finished the wine in the glass in one gulp and slammed the wine bottle on the table. He looked sad and hated the iron. , I have nothing to say, I just hope that the emperor will not implicate my people."
The emperor met his eyes and believed that what he said was not a lie, "My son is stupid, and I found out about the plan before it even started. Seeing as it won't have much impact, let's turn our hostility into friendship."
"I know that the emperor is magnanimous. As for my daughter, let the emperor do whatever he wants..." But after thinking about it for a while, King Da Mo still felt that he owed his daughter and begged: "The child is afraid of pain. I hope the emperor will not torture her... "
If it's just decapitation, the person will die immediately with one stab. If it's torture, it's a crime.
"It seems that the Desert King doesn't care about his daughter at all." Wen Yuan talked with other princesses during the dinner and felt quite sad about Li'er's changes in the past three months.
"I heard that she was desperate in prison and committed suicide several times without success." Chunhua was serving Wen Yuan and mentioned this incident accidentally.
Who could say otherwise? In the beginning, he was still shouting to let himself out every day, saying that his father would definitely come to save him.
After a month, my voice was broken from shouting. I no longer looked forward to my father to save me all day long. I just stared at the straw mat on the ground in a daze every day, without drinking rice water.
Looking at the Desert King chatting and laughing at the wine table, Wen Yuan melancholy asked Chunhua: "Tell me, why do women live so humbly?"
Maybe she was drunk. Mei Ji, who was always with the Desert King, saw Wen Yuan staring at them. After he said something in the ear of the Desert King, the Desert King also looked over.
She is really stunning, I have never heard of the Emperor of the Dragon Kingdom having such a beautiful daughter.
The King of Desert put down the wine bottle in his hand and pointed at Wen Yuan, "Girl over there, come here." If he hadn't been drunk, he wouldn't have dared to speak so loudly on the border of the Dragon Kingdom, let alone call someone at the palace banquet. An unusually dressed woman.
At first, Wen Yuan thought he was calling some maid. It was not like there were no envoys or kings in the past who were interested in serving maids, so he ignored him.
It wasn't until the Desert King shouted at her again that Wen Yuan realized that she was the kind of girl he said.
Wen Yuan was in a good mood today. He walked forward obediently and bowed to the emperor first before addressing the King of Desert. "Uncle, I wonder why the King of Desert called me?"
Emperor's uncle?
Hearing the girl in front of him call the emperor his uncle, King Da Mo realized that she was not a princess, but the emperor's niece.
What the beloved concubine told him just now is basically certain.
"Girl, what's your name? Are you married?" The Desert King was particularly interested in this beautiful little girl in front of him. If he hadn't known that it was impossible, he would have wanted to take this little beauty as his concubine.
"Wen Yuan."
Her indifferent attitude made Na Mei Ji displeased, and she curled her lips and scolded: "Wen Yuan, do you know that the person in front of you is the king of the desert? You should salute first and then respectfully state your name."
Wen Yuan did not listen to her, and found a place to sit down with great disdain, "You just heard the emperor being called the emperor, so you should understand that I am also the daughter of a prince. After all, I have to be It’s only right for you, a concubine who has no name or status, to salute me.”
All the people in the desert couldn't help but Meiji was so angry that her face turned green, "You..." What a sharp-tongued little girl.
"Then who is your father? Wen Yuan." The Desert King comforted his beloved concubine and asked like a loving father.
Meiji also pricked her ears. She wanted to hear who could raise such a arrogant daughter, "My father, King Dingnan."
As soon as the five simple words were spoken, the hand of the Desert King holding the wine bottle trembled slightly. No one else saw it, but Chong Ji and Emperor Wen Yuan saw it clearly.
King Dingnan? That King Dingnan who defeated their Nanata into submission in just three days?
Is the little girl in front of me the daughter of King Dingnan?
The Desert King began to regret having Wen Yuan in front of him. He kept thinking about whether he and Chong Ji had said anything offensive to her.
Fortunately not...
"So you are Princess Xianyang?" The voice was from another young man. His dark skin could not block the handsomeness of his chiseled features.
Wen Yuan wanted to just answer him yes, but she still patiently reported her new name, "With the mercy of the Holy One, I was just promoted to Princess Xianyang not long ago."
Those people in the desert took a breath of cold air, and the first one to bear the brunt was Mei Ji, who had just asked Wen Yuan to salute the King of the Desert.
According to Wen Yuan's level of favor, the salute given to her by their king was just fine.
"I wonder why the Desert King called me here?" Wen Yuan woke up the Desert King who was still wandering in his mind.
The man laughed, and took a sip of wine to strengthen his courage. "That's right, when I saw the princess's extraordinary beauty, I wanted to find a matchmaker for my son." He pointed to his son.
It was the man who just talked to Wen Yuan.
Only then did Wen Yuan look at him. Although his skin was dark, his big eyes that were as bright as the stars were so perfect, not to mention the straight bridge of his nose and the lips that were stained with a hint of vermilion.
She was indeed well-born, with a particularly strong figure, and was particularly appealing to her.
If it weren't for Shen Huaiyan, maybe Wen Yuan would really fall in love with him.
Seeing that Wen Yuan couldn't take his eyes off her son, the beloved concubine became more confident, puffing out her chest and looking more arrogant, "Kata is my most proud son, the eagle of the desert."
It was indeed good, but what did that have to do with Wen Yuan? She politely rejected King Damo's kindness, "Thank you for your trouble, King Damo, but Wen Yuan is already married."
"What?" Before the Desert King could speak, Chong Ji made a sharp voice first, "Then break off the engagement. Is she still better than Kata?"
Auntie, haven’t you heard of the principle that there are people outside the world? Wen Yuan rolled his eyes at her, "My future consort is also very good, otherwise the emperor and my father would not be so satisfied."
As soon as these words came out, the little flame of the Desert King was completely extinguished. He thought that his son would marry a beautiful girl and return to the desert this time, but he didn't expect that he would be married.
"Okay, okay, the princess is so good, I think the prince-in-law is also good. Let's end this matter, okay? Don't mention it again. Don't mention it again."
He grabbed Chong Ji who still wanted to speak and winked at her.
On the way back to the desert king's residence that night, Chong Ji coquettishly asked him: "Why doesn't the king fight for our Kata! No matter how good the man from the Central Plains is, can he be better than the man from the desert?"
The two communicated in the desert language, so they didn't worry about anyone hearing them.
"Didn't you see that Wen Yuan was not happy just now? I'm afraid if she keeps talking, she will flip the table." The King of Da Mo was not afraid of Wen Yuan, but of her father Wen Mingsu. "It's not that you don't know. The weak prey on the strong, and if it were not for the protection of the Dragon Kingdom, it would have been annexed by other tribes long ago, and who is the strongest leader in the Dragon Kingdom's war? It is her father Wen Yuan."
"But……"
"Okay! Don't discuss this matter anymore. She is not the only princess in the Dragon Kingdom."
She was more than just a princess, Wen Yuan, but she had such beauty that she was worthy of her own son. Chong Ji was not convinced and wanted to argue a few words, but seeing that the Desert King was getting angry, she obediently shut up and stopped mentioning the matter. .
That night, after the King of the Desert stayed, Chong Ji secretly came to the palace where her son was staying, concealing the truth from others.
She called Kata in the darkness, and someone immediately rushed out and hugged her.
"Why did grandma come so slowly..."
Chong Ji hugged her son's head and stroked it gently, "My dear... Grandma is here. Are you afraid of the new environment?"
Kata didn't speak. He just clung to his mother's chest and listened quietly to his mother's heartbeat. This was the sound that made him feel most at ease.
"Are you satisfied with the prince and concubine that grandma chose for you today?"
The man still didn't say anything, but nodded to express that he liked Wen Yuan very much...
"My Kata will get everything he wants." The woman's eyes flashed fiercely. As long as she finds a way to get rid of that consort, Wen Yuan will have no engagement, right?
