"Your Highness the Princess, Yumen Pass is ahead."

Four girls rushed to get off the car, "Wow, that city tower is so high, even taller than our Ruoqiang city tower!"

"Is this our gateway to Central Plains?"

"I heard that the Central Plains are as big as dozens of Western Regions!"

"That's what hundreds of Ruoqiang are as big as?"

"What are you talking about? Now the entire Western Regions belongs to our Ruoqiang!"

Hearing the excited discussions of the girls, Chen Lian lifted the curtain of the car and looked at Yumen Pass from afar.

The Yumen Pass city tower was tall and majestic, but he seemed to see a general who had seen a golden sword and an iron horse everywhere, wielding a knife to kill the enemy's house, and was attacked one after another on the city tower, and abusers.

The war is smoke for three thousand miles, but no old friends are returned.

Looking at the Central Plains from afar, there are many city walls outside the deserted smoke. I remember that back then, the flowers and willows were protected, the phoenix tower and the dragon pavilion were surrounded by pearls and jade in front of Wansui Mountain, and the music and singing in the Penghu Hall. Until now, iron cavalry is full of the suburbs, and the dust is evil.

Where is the army? The edge of the tide? The people? The ravines are filled with gullies. I sigh that the country is as old as before, and thousands of villages are deserted. When will I volunteer to raise my strength to cross Qingheluo with a whip? But I returned, and continued to travel in Hanyang again, riding the yellow crane.

This poem completely describes completely different scenes during peace and war.

In the prosperous era, the country is full of money and the country is like a picture.

Once war breaks out, millions of corpses will be buried and blood will be drifted.

"Catch the wind and come forward."

Zhu Feng, who had been sitting on the horse, dressed up as a Western Region, wrapped his black hair under layers of heads, revealing only a handsome face.

Hearing this, he laughed, looking completely different from the general of the God of Killing who was famous in the Western Regions.

"Okay, I'll go now, please wait."

He didn't go long and brought a group of generals from Central Plains here.

The generals bowed to Chen Lian in the carriage, "Dear Ruoqiang's Princess, Your Majesty, I ordered you to welcome and escort Your Highness to Xijing here!"

Xijing is the capital of Daqian, the current country in the Central Plains.

"I'm here to do it." Chen Lian said in standard Zhongyuan words.

These generals were surprised to hear such standard Central Plains words, but they were not ignorant of Ruoqiang.

Not to mention, the bloody storm that Ruoqiang has caused in the Western Regions over the past five years and its reputation as the "Peach Blossom Land" are not unknown in the Central Plains.

These generals rode on horseback and escorted the Ruoqiang delegation into Yumen Pass.

Daqian has been stable for more than 20 years. Nowadays, there are many merchants coming and going from Yumen Pass, with all kinds of skin colors and dresses. Chen Lian also saw Ruoqiang's merchants.

After seeing his car, the businessman in Ruoqiang immediately knelt down.

Now the entire Daqian knows that the princess of Ruoqiang, who unified the Western Regions, was coming to Daqian to celebrate the ascension of the new king of Daqian.

Before this news spread in the Western Regions, it was the first to spread in Daqian.

General Daqian, who was welcoming Chen Lian, saw the respectful expressions of the Ruoqiang merchants, further understood in his heart that the princess of the king might really be like a god and a Buddha in the hearts of the people of Ruoqiang.

In the Central Plains, this is almost impossible.

Of course, there is no royal daughter to this day. The etiquette of Daqian is very strict. Even if the constraints on women are not as inhumane as the previous dynasty, they cannot compare with the Western Regions.

No wonder, nowadays, many women in the Central Plains talk about the deeds of the Ruoqiang Prince, and their eyes are also shining with Bu Ling.

The generals thought a lot, but they didn't say anything. They just honestly took Chen Lian to the general's mansion at Yumen Pass and asked him to rest for a while.

"Tai Girl, I heard that there is a lantern festival outside tonight. Should we go out for a walk?" Zhihua was lively and eager to try it out at this time.

Nuanshu: "Yes, I want to try the food from Central Plains, too."

Chen Lian was not interested. He had never seen such a lantern festival in his life, but he had seen it several times in the previous world. At this time, he would rather cultivate immortality.

"You guys go, bring the guards and be careful."

Nongqin said: "I will come down to serve the grandma, and you three will go together."

The three of them were confused for a while, but in the end they were so curious that they smiled and promised to bring good things to Nongqin, and ran out in a flash.

These girls are all thirty-five or six years old. I wonder if Ruoqiang's royal relationship is simple, and his personality is no different from a child.

Chen Lian looked at Lanqin who was adding spices to the incense burner, "You go out to play, and you always take everything on yourself."

When Nongqin smiled, there were already some fine lines at the corners of her eyes. "The most important thing for me is to serve Your Highness. The rest of things are not important. Besides, it is also hot outside and there is an ice basin here. So I am smart."

Chen Lian couldn't help but chuckled and said, "I'm going to take a shower."

"Slave serves Your Highness."

"Need not."

Nongqin did not insist anymore. After Wang Fu left more than ten years ago, Princess Wang didn't let them serve and bathe.

Chen Lian stood up from the water, looked at the corpse in front of him, put on his clothes, and lifted his long hair in front of him. In a trance, he remembered that he had met an assassin while bathing.

But at that time, it seemed that the assassin was still a beauty. Unlike now, there were more than a dozen masked men and looked ugly.

Chen Lian doesn’t have much recognition of women’s appearance, but he still has it for men.

Perhaps because he has become a variety of people, he now has a tendency to control his face.

Women are beautiful, but men are ugly.

"Zhu Feng." Zhu Feng pushed the door and saw Chen Lian lingering in with moisture. He quickly lowered his head, "Your Highness the Princess." His voice seemed a little hoarse under the rustling night wind outside.

“Troubled.”

At this time, Zhu Feng smelled the bloody smell in the room and knelt down directly: "I don't have any protection, so I'll ask His Highness the Princess to punish him."

"Oh"

Chen Lian laughed, stepped barefoot on the clean ground, and approached Zhufeng step by step.

"Rise your head."

When Zhu Feng heard this, he raised his head, but his eyes were hanging down, and he did not dare to look directly at Chen Lian.

Chen Lian stretched out his hand, pinched his chin, and carefully washed his eyes with this unremarkable face.

"Okay, that's fine."

Zhu Feng raised his eyes in surprise and quickly lowered his eyes, "Your Highness?"

Chen Lian walked outside, then lay directly on the beauty couch, "Chufeng, come here."

Zhu Feng knelt down and walked to Chen Lian, still honestly.

Chen Lian said, "Raise your head."

"I said, don't pretend too much. No matter how gentle you pretend, you can't hide the wildness in your eyes. You are different from others."

"Your Highness!" Zhu Feng's voice was shocked. He looked at Chen Lian, eager to prove, "I am no different from others. I will do better than anyone else. Please do not abandon me."
Chapter completed!