"Young Master——" Jing Huahan carefully looked at the man in front of him, "You're not from Jing Dynasty, are you?"
Yelu Daiqin was a little panicked when he was suddenly asked this question, but he still had a calm smile on his face, "Young lady has a very discerning eye. I am from Dongli, a spice merchant."
Toray people? Jing Huahan pursed her lips and twisted her fingertips tightly together.
She quickly turned over the memories in her mind. During the Lantern Festival last year, when all the nations came to court, the emperor hosted a banquet for state guests, and there were Dongli people at the banquet. However, she seemed to remember that Dongli people tied their hair, but the person in front of her did not. Could it be that she remembered wrong? I couldn't help but feel nervous again, couldn't I be from Beidi?
But looking at the man's innocent smile, she felt that her memory was wrong.
"Young Master Jing Chao speaks very well."
"You're a businessman! Just learn from wherever you go!" Yelu Daiqin reacted quickly and said without changing his face.
"Dare I ask the young master's name? If I have a chance in the future, I can thank you for saving my life!" Jing Huahan lowered his guard, and a faint smile appeared on his lychee-colored lips.
"I——" Yelu Daiqin moved his feet involuntarily, "My name is Riasi."
"Riashi - you Dongli people all have very nice names. What does Riashi mean?" Jinghua tilted her hairpin head, revealing a bit of the naughty and silly girl's uniqueness, as if she was no longer the girl at this moment. The princess who lost her country.
Being stared at by Jinghua Hairpin, Yelu Daiqin suddenly felt his cheeks heat up.
The women in Beidi are no worse in appearance than the women in Jing Dynasty. The women in Beidi are good at dancing and all have pretty faces and graceful figures. However, no one has ever made Yelu Daiqin feel so shy.
He moved his eyes to one side, avoiding Jinghua Hairpin's gaze, "Riashi means good luck to us in Dongli."
Jinghua Hairpin nodded and blurted out, "The meaning is very good. My father-in-law must love you very much!"
The bonfire in the tent seemed to be burning brightly. Yelu Daiqin took off his cloak with one hand and threw it to Ninke behind him. Then he looked at Jinghua Hairpin and said, "It is human nature for parents to love their children. Don't your parents love you? ?”
Having said this, Jinghua Hairpin suddenly felt sad and turned to look at the blazing fireworks aside, as if he had already seen the scene in the city.
"My parents - of course they love me - they - they have the world in their hearts -" She couldn't help but choked and buried her face in her hands.
The corners of Ninko's mouth twitched and his brows furrowed.
"What did you say? Do you care about the world?" Hearing this word, Yelu Daiqin immediately became alert, remembering what Errihemu said in the tent, "A princess ran away from Jingchao——"
He quietly touched the saber at his waist with one hand, and his eyes showed a trace of unnoticeable evil.
"Yes!" Wen Chan burst out crying, "Master, don't you know yet? You came to our Dajing at the wrong time! The Beidi people have rebelled! They have already destroyed our city!"
"My husband and wife run a bank. We had already escaped from the city, but on the way, my husband had to go back to the city to have a look. He said that the chaos was like this. What if a guest wanted to take the banknote? Then? He ordered us two maidservants and the young lady to get on the carriage and continue to escape. Later, the carriage crashed into a cliff. I don’t know what happened to my master and his wife now!"
Jinghua Hairpin looked at Wen Chan in bewilderment, with a cold sweat breaking out from behind. He mentally scolded himself for being too careless and almost saying something he shouldn't have said. Fortunately, the palace maid next to him was smart.
After hearing this, Yelu Daiqin's hanging heart was relieved, and his fingertips quietly moved away from the hilt of the sword.
Seeing the sad look on the person in front of him, he felt very uncomfortable.
What he wants to kill is the royal family of Jing Dynasty, but not the common people of Jing Dynasty. It is extremely difficult for the common people. They are just a drop in the ocean in the eternal torrent. They have never had the right to participate in the decision-making of who will sit on the throne.
If they are happy, they can only spare a little time to enjoy the income of their own labor. If they die, they can only be displaced and separated from their relatives.
He felt very sorry for hurting innocent people like this.
"Don't cry. I guess Beidi won't be wreaking havoc in the city for too long. Maybe you can enter the city soon. Your parents are so kind, so nothing will happen to them!" After that, he turned to look at the food on the table. , most of them have not been touched.
"Girl, are you not used to our Dongli food?" He deliberately livened up the atmosphere, but it was too depressing.
Jing Huahan wiped her tears and raised her head. There were a few teardrops as big as rice grains hanging on her long eyelashes, "Well, I'm a little bit unaccustomed to it."
After crying, her voice was waxy and rustling, and Yelu Daiqin's face suddenly turned red again, this time it burned to the base of her ears.
He stood up quickly, picked up a plate of meat on the table and walked towards the bonfire.
Seeing this, Ninke stepped forward and snatched the plate from Yelu Daiqin's hand, "Second Young Master! Let me down! How can this allow you to -"
When Yelu Daiqin turned his back, he quietly glared at Ninke, who immediately fell silent and quickly stepped aside.
He couldn't help but murmur in his heart - this second prince would almost have someone feed him a drink of water on weekdays, but today he was so crazy that he was willing to fuck a strange woman!
Jing Hua Hairan and Wen Chan Qing'e were stunned, looking at each other and smiling. Jing Hua Hairan got down to the ground wearing a big cloak and sat in front of the bonfire.
Yelu Daiqin was wrapping the meat piece by piece in the mud. Jinghua Hairpin was shocked. It turned out that the rumors that Dongli, Beidi and other places were extremely poor and lacked food were actually true!
She raised her hand to cover her mouth, and was surprised for a long time. She couldn't help but asked with a little pity and politeness, "Master, is this - is it - that this mud can be eaten in Dongli?"
Ninko on the side sneered and said: "How is it? You haven't eaten it before, have you? This is called cannon meat! Wrap the meat in mud and then throw it into the fire to bake. This way, the meat will be fresh and tender. , tastes extremely——”
"Get out! Do you understand?" Yelu Daiqin shouted. Ninke lowered his head and turned around to leave, leaving the tent dejectedly.
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Yelu Daiqin also realized that he was no longer a prince to the outside world, and he should pretend to be more approachable.
"You are very cruel to your servants -" Jing Huahan looked at Yelu Daiqin timidly - "
Yelu Daiqin avoided Jinghua Hairpin's eyes and threw the wrapped meat into the fire. He didn't know what to say. After a while, he smiled and said: "We Dongli people don't pay so much attention."
