The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Late at night, Qingyin, who did not see the Khan return, yawned and fell asleep.

The next morning, Qingyin, wrapped in a quilt, was awakened by the sound of renovation outside the house. Reluctantly, she turned over in the soft quilt, adjusted her sleeping position, and wanted to fall into a sweet dream again, but the sound ringing in her ears obviously prevented her from continuing to sleep.

After a while, Qingyin opened her eyes blankly and saw the patterns on the beams that were unique from the Central Plains style.

I don’t know what kind of flower it is, but the golden and bright red colors are quite beautiful, Qingyin thought half awake.

But now that I'm awake and can't fall asleep, I might as well get up.

Qingyin called softly, "Yuqin!"

Yuqin and several palace maids outside the house heard the noise and quickly went into the house.

The princess, who was so beautiful that she looked more beautiful than human, was lying lazily on the bed in the room. Her eyes, having just woken up, were still a little hazy, with a hint of indescribable charm.

Yuqin and several palace maids blushed when they saw this, but fortunately they had been with Qingyin for a long time and their resistance was stronger than that of ordinary people. They quickly calmed down their excitement and helped Qingyin wash her face and change her clothes.

Yuqin was good at combing hair. After cleansing the princess's face, she combed her hair. A beautiful yet neat hairstyle was quickly formed under Yuqin's skillful hands.

While holding her arm, Yuqin told Qingyin in amazement about the noise outside, "Princess, you don't know how much the outside has changed. It looked quite plain yesterday, but when I got up today, I found that these Mongolians had hung something in each room, which made it look quite unique."

"Oh? Really?" Qingyin opened her eyes wide with curiosity. She had not yet associated it with Hertz, who sneaked into her room and escaped in a panic last night.

After putting on her makeup and styling her hair, Qingyin temporarily changed into the skirt she brought from the Qing Dynasty. The new skirt had not been made for her in Mongolia yet, so Qingyin was not in a hurry to wear it.

Qingyin chose an elegant light blue long dress and looked like a gentle beauty.

Yuqin looked at the princess and hesitated, "Princess, do you still want to wear the veil today?"

"No need." Qingyin glanced at herself in the mirror. When she arrived yesterday, it was already dusk. The weather was cold and windy. It was still early today and the wind didn't seem to be strong, so there was no need to bring a windproof and warm veil. Of course, Qingyin mainly didn't like the veil and the fairy-like long skirt she was wearing today, so she didn't want to wear it.

After hearing Qingyin's words, Yuqin nodded in understanding. It was indeed like this, and it was more suitable to show the princess's beauty.

"Come on, let's go out and take a look."

Outside the house, some Mongolian noble ladies also prepared their most beautiful clothes. They were ready to use their most beautiful looks to shame the little princess from the Qing Dynasty and make her not covet the position of their grassland Khan, Dayanshi.

Inside the house, the nobles of the grassland looked at the noble daughters dressed in gorgeous clothes and the direction they were heading in, and they had an ominous premonition in their hearts, especially when they saw Utana, a familiar figure who was madly in love with the Khan, in the crowd.

When Qingyin left her palace, she didn't know that a group of Mongolian noble ladies were planning to cause trouble for her.

She was curiously looking at the buildings on the grassland with Yuqin's company.

To be honest, there is a big difference between the architecture of the grassland and that of the Qing Dynasty, but it is obvious that this architecture is not as good as that of the Qing Dynasty.

But it is still quite unique, and Qingyin finds it somewhat novel.

While Qingyin was surprised, the soldiers and servants guarding nearby were also shocked. They knew that the princess of the Qing Dynasty must be beautiful, but they did not expect that the princess of the Qing Dynasty would be so beautiful.

The skin was whiter than goat's milk, the long black and shiny hair, the facial features were perfect without any flaws, and the beauty was breathtaking. Every detail of it made the children who grew up on the grassland stunned. They were standing on the ladder doing some decoration and even dropped the tools in their hands, just staring at Qingyin infatuatedly.

Qingyin was not surprised by these people's reactions.

I noticed with curiosity that these people seemed to be inlaying some flowers on these rounded corners of the building.

She walked up to a young soldier and asked curiously, "What kind of flower is that?"

Soldier, Kes swallowed nervously, not daring to look at Princess Zhaoyang, who had moved him so much at first sight. However, Kes, who had never learned Chinese, was still confused after hearing Qingyin's voice.

Qingyin: "..."

Qingyin, who had forgotten that these people didn't know Chinese, tapped her head. In the past few days, everyone who communicated with her spoke Chinese, and she also forgot that most of these people didn't know Chinese.

Then communicating with people like this would become a problem, and Qingyin's beautiful face showed a trace of dejection.

Kes seemed to know that he didn't speak Chinese, which was a bit of a blow to the beautiful princess.

She gestured with her hands in a panic. This is a unique flower on the grassland, symbolizing the pure love of the grassland and also a blessing for the wedding.

Qingyin looked at the handsome soldier gesticulating frantically in front of her in confusion.

Sign language is probably common to all human beings.

Qingyin could barely tell from the soldier's gestures that this was a kind of flower plant on the grassland.

Chen Wangsheng, who walked in from outside, looked at the princess's confused yet innocent and cute appearance, and smiled softly.

"Princess, what this person said is true. This is a local flower on the grassland. It is called Gesang and symbolizes pure love."

Qingyin looked up in surprise at the familiar voice and asked, "General, can you speak Mongolian?"

Chen Wangsheng nodded and said with a smile: "I have been to the frontier and studied there when I was young."

Qingyin thought of the Chen family's generations of fighting in the frontier, and nodded in understanding. As someone who deals with these foreign races, it is indeed better to know these languages.

Kes looked at the foreign general who had a conversation with the princess in just a few words, and he vaguely understood that this general, who was from the same place as the princess, must have understood what he said and explained it to the princess. He lowered his head in envy and depression.

Qingyin didn't know what he was thinking. Since there was a ready-made translator with him, Qingyin would be a fool not to bring him along.

Chen Wangsheng gave a polite smile in return, "Then General, please follow me and help me first."

Chen Wangsheng: "It is my humble servant's honor to serve the princess."

"In that case, General, please help me deliver this cake to that soldier as a warm thank you gift to him."

The pastries were made by Yuqin and the others to please Qingyin. Qingyin couldn't eat so much, and Yuqin was afraid that she would be hungry again on the way, so she simply brought some more with her.

Listening to Qingyin's voice, Chen Wangsheng paused for a moment, took a look, and smiled again: "Princess, you are kind."

He generously handed the pastry wrapped by the princess's maid to the soldier and quickly repeated it in Mongolian.

Kes was stunned in confusion, looking at Qingyin with a heat in his eyes that he himself didn't even notice.

Chen Wangsheng was familiar with that look. He frowned unhappily and blocked Kes's gaze.

The princess has won over too many people, but unfortunately these people don’t know the distance. Chen Wangsheng followed Qingyin away unhappily.

With Chen Wangsheng's help, Qingyin felt much more convenient.

But there are more and more people who are amazed and dazed along the way.

On the other side, several noble ladies who ran to the Khan's palace looked at the servants decorating with special flowers, and the suppressed anger in their eyes grew more and more.

One of the girls, who was impatient, couldn't help but say, "Is that Qing princess a fairy? The Khan has already started pretending to be a Gesang flower in order to marry her."

"It's not necessarily just because of the Qing princess. Maybe the Khan just feels happy." Utana's bright face was tinged with a layer of anger as she spoke angrily.