After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

Before Nian Susu had enough fun in Xisu, a letter came from the capital, in which the emperor urgently summoned them, asking them to set off for the capital immediately.

Jingzhe was helping to pack things in the room, with Nian Susu, who looked sad, sitting behind him.

Sighs came one after another, and it was hard for him to ignore them. When she sighed for the umpteenth time, Jingzhe threw his bag on the table, turned around and sat down facing her, crossed his legs, and looked helpless, "My eldest lady, what's wrong? You've been sitting here sighing all day."

Didn't Shengjing send a letter to summon them back to Beijing? Qin Junyu went to see the Khan in person to explain the reason, and his people did not look unusual when they came to report, which meant that it was not a matter of life and death. What was the matter with the young lady's absent-minded look?

Nian Susu held her chin in her hands, staring blankly at the clear blue sky outside. Reluctant to leave, she sighed again.

She had agreed with Tayali to teach her horse riding today and had already changed her clothes, but she was suddenly notified that she had to return to Beijing. How could she not be sad?

Jingzhe couldn't stand it anymore, so he stood up and grabbed her arm, trying to pull her up. "Isn't it just riding a horse? Come on, I'll take you there! We can still make it in time after riding around."

He glanced outside and said, "The prince has gone to see the Khan and hasn't come back yet."

Nian Susu had a look of despair on his face, like a puddle of mud. He allowed his arms to be dragged two miles away, while his butt was as steady as a rock.

She closed her eyes and accepted her fate, "Forget it, it's not a big deal, just pack your things, I'm too lazy to move."

She shook off Jingzhe's hand, turned her upper body to the side, and fell on the table.

She felt heavy-hearted, as if she had suddenly returned to the last day of her annual leave when she had to go back to the company to work as a dog and she was lying in bed, too lazy to get up and pack her luggage.

In this situation, I have no motivation to do anything.

In this trance state of mind, she bid farewell to Tayali and the free prairie, got on the carriage with Qin Junyu, and the group set out on the journey back to Beijing.

The man was already standing on the flat ground, but Nian Susu still hadn't recovered from the shock, as if he was dreaming.

"Miss, what are you doing?"

Hearing the sound, Nian Susu came to his senses and muttered, "What are you doing? I'm just standing there giving this B world the middle finger."

She felt a weight on her shoulders, and when she glanced down, she saw that she was already wearing a cloak.

Now it was early November, deep autumn, the northwest wind was strong but it was not cold. However, Jingzhe and Qin Junyu always felt that she was not wearing enough and kept nagging her about it. Now, they were pestered again.

Jingzhe frowned and walked around to the front to help her tie her shoelaces. "I've told you several times, put on more clothes when you go out."

Nian Susu didn't take it seriously. He turned his head to look at the entourage resting beside the official road. There were about a hundred people. Without the dozens of carts of goods when they came, they walked more easily and faster. It only took them three days to reach Pingliang. At this speed, they would be able to return to Shengjing in mid-November.

She asked Qin Junyu, the emperor urgently summoned them back because of the Mulan Autumn Festival at the end of the month, which he had been in charge of in previous years. However, this year the court was busy with official duties and no one dared to take on this unfamiliar job. The emperor had no choice but to let them go back early.

According to the original plan, they were to set off for Beijing in mid-November, just in time for the hunting trip at the end of the month, but now it has been advanced by more than half a month.

"By the way, where is His Highness?" She looked around but couldn't find Qin Junyu.

When the three words "Qin Junyu" were mentioned, Jingzhe would either jump up and down or show disdain, as if his passive ability had been triggered.

He snorted coldly, "You are so grown up and you are still playing the disappearing game."

"Missing?" Nian Susu was surprised. If nothing had happened, Jingzhe would not have said that.

Jingzhe stiffened his neck and said nothing.

She didn't expect Jingzhe to care about Qin Junyu's affairs, so she turned around and walked back with a sullen face.

Jingzhe ran over to stop the man, "Okay, don't worry." He sighed and reluctantly told the actual situation: "Just now, A Falcon notified the army to rest for one night and set off again tomorrow. Someone asked if something happened, but he said nothing.

But I guess this has something to do with the prince. He left as soon as we stopped and is nowhere to be seen now. Now he has caused such a scene and made everyone wait for him. How selfish! "

It was only noon, and according to convention, they had to rest for half an hour before setting off again, but Qin Junyu ordered them to stay where they were until tomorrow, and he disappeared. Jingzhe hated this kind of selfish behavior! Especially when the person who did this was Qin Junyu! It was an even greater crime!

Nian Susu became more and more worried. Even though Jingzhe asked her to relax and promised to help find someone, she still couldn't stay.

Qin Junyu was nowhere to be seen, and even A Xuan was gone.

There were only desolate mountains and wilderness around her, and she didn't dare to go far for fear of causing trouble. She could only look for it nearby, but in the end she returned empty-handed.

Where would Qin Junyu go? Where could he go?

Nian Susu leaned against the car window and opened the curtain. What came into view were the mountains towering into the clouds. As the sky grew darker, he couldn't help but become more worried.

In the evening, A Falcon finally came back.

Nian Susu immediately brought the person into the car.

"Ajuan, where is His Highness? Did something happen? Why can't we see him? And why do we have to wait until tomorrow to set off?" She asked repeatedly, and Ajuan's head lowered lower and lower.

Keeping his master's instructions in mind, Ajun lowered his eyelids and replied respectfully: "Miss Nian, His Highness does have some matters to take care of, and it is not convenient to tell you. But please rest assured, His Highness is absolutely not in danger. Please have a good rest tonight. If there is nothing else, I will leave first." Ajun looked embarrassed.

Nian Susu pinched her eyebrows, feeling very depressed. Qin Junyu deliberately hid things from her. It seemed that she couldn't get anything out of Axuan, so she could only wave her hand and let him leave.

But since Axuan said there was no danger, she felt relieved.

I heard a noise outside and I knew it was Nian Qiaoyue. I don’t know what dispute she had with Qin Fengtian again. They had a small quarrel every three days and a big quarrel every five days.

Nian Susu's ears were buzzing when she heard this, but apart from making trouble for Qin Fengtian, Nian Qiaoyue was very well behaved during the past three days and didn't come to bother her. This was the best thing.

After spreading the cushion on the seat, she lay down on it, covered with a thick plush blanket. It was chilly at night in late autumn, and she didn't know if Qin Junyu had put on extra clothes when he went out.

She turned over, counted the days, and suddenly remembered that today was the day when Xuan Ji's poison would take effect once every two weeks. Even if it wasn't today, it would be in the next few days.

Last time Xuanji was poisoned, he suffered because he didn't take medicine on time, and he collapsed in front of her door. She used medicine to make him feel better. This time she was far away in the northwest, if Xuanji was like last time, she would be helpless.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh.

It's quiet at night.

A Falcon, holding a cloak, entered the path, pushed aside the half-man-high weeds, and walked deeper into the path.

The wind made his limbs cold, but he was anxious and worried, and sweated profusely.

"Your Highness?" He estimated that he was nearby and called out in a low voice, "Your Highness? Are you there?"