The prince stepped on me to get to the top, I angrily flirted with the enemy's hostage

Su Rou interrupted what he was about to say, "Just what? There's no just! Gong Yu and I won't leave until you two get married!"

Perhaps because he was moved, Nineteen burst into tears, but he no longer said "kill me".

Outside the palace gate, Gong Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his shoulders covered with snow.

When he heard Su Rou say "the safest way", he lowered his eyes to hide the sinister look that flashed across his eyes.

That night, snow fell in the royal city.

Su Rou returned to the residence she and Gong Yu lived in. As soon as she entered the door, she saw medical officers kneeling in the courtyard.

"What are you doing?"

Gong Yu stood in the corridor, playing with a blue-and-white porcelain bottle in his hand.

His voice was very calm. "After Princess Nineteen was brought back by Andrei first, the maid found a pregnancy-preserving medicine in her change of clothes. Wumuhan... wanted her to live. He seemed to like Princess Nineteen."

Su Rou paused slightly, the snow fell on her eyelashes, turning into water droplets and rolling down, "You have such a bold idea."

Su Rou did not agree with Gong Yu's speculation.

If Wumuhan liked Princess Nineteen, why would he kill the new King Andrei?

Before that, he should have asked the King of the Desert to marry Princess Nineteen and let her become his queen as soon as possible.

After all, isn't the reason he targeted Andre so much just for the position of king?

but……

It is quite obvious that Princess Nineteen likes Andre.

Wumuhan did not ask to marry the Nineteenth Princess because he did not want to get her in that way.

That’s not right either? ?

Su Rou tilted her head and looked at the medical officers all over the yard, feeling a little at a loss.

"Gong Yu, I don't like to guess a man's thoughts, especially a man who has nothing to do with me. The matter of the Ninth Princess has been settled. She can only resolve her knot by marrying Andre. We should just wait for the feast."

Su Rou thinks very simply.

Even when they were together at the beginning, it was a bit weird.

Gong Yu is the one who takes the initiative.

Gong Yu reached out and brushed away her messy hair.

It's a good-looking face, but there's a hideous scar on it.

The medical officer kneeling in the yard raised his head cautiously, but accidentally met Su Rou's gaze.

Then he flinched in fear.

The eldest daughter of the Su family is unparalleled in the world.

It's really not something an ordinary woman can do like her.

He came out with a scar on his face.

Su Rou smiled gently, "It would be a real bummer to have them here. Let them go. I need to rest."

Gong Yu waved his hand, "Okay."

Huang Liao, who was standing by, hurried forward and waved to the group of medical officers kneeling on the ground, "Let's go, go back. My general and his wife will take you back."

Su Rou took off the fox fur coat she was wearing and fell on the bed. The room was very warm because of the brazier burning in it.

They fought with Umuhan for a year, and winter came again.

Gong Yu placed Su Rou's discarded clothes on a chair and said, "Let's go find the caravan tomorrow and buy a lamb from them. I'll roast it when I get back and use it to nourish you."

Su Rou jumped up from the bed and said, "We haven't been back yet. Are Dad and the others worried? I forgot one thing. I've been missing for such a long time and I haven't told Dad that I'm safe yet."

Gong Yu laughed, "As early as when I found you, I sent a message back. They are safe and sound, don't worry."

Gong Yu thought of what Su Rou didn't think of.

She had no worries at all on the battlefield.

Su Rou placed her legs on Gong Yu's legs and said, "The desert isn't very cold in winter. By the time we return from the desert, it will probably be spring."

Gong Yu said, "Go to sleep, let's go back. There are still a lot of things waiting for you in the South Country."

The nineteenth princess's pregnancy was a royal scandal.

If Wumuhan hadn't died, he would probably have used this child as a bargaining chip to negotiate with Andre.

When Wumuhan took over, the former King of the Desert was already preparing to give his position to Andre.

In the royal city, the only descendant of the previous king left is Princess Nineteen.

According to the rules, all the descendants left by the previous king would be turned into slaves by Liu Fang in order to prevent them from having the intention of seeking power.

The nineteenth princess stayed behind as the future queen of the entire desert.

Andre would not keep the child in Princess Nineteen's belly.

But he can protect Princess Nineteen, but he must also save the reputation of the desert.

The desert night wind blew sand and gravel across the last camp.

A bonfire crackled outside the tent, and the broken-string horse-head fiddle lay in the ashes like a still-warm corpse.

Su Rou stood beside the fading fire, the wind blowing her hood off.

The noise that rose from the military drums and sand waves during the day still echoed in her ears: the camel bells, copper and tin drums, and the hu flute played together, and two groups of personal guards tied the twin flowers into a knot accompanied by the blessings of the tribal elders.

It was a wedding that was completely different from the customs in the Central Plains.

Andre changed into a bright red jacquard robe with gold weaving, and wore a crown of pheasant feathers on his head. Princess Nineteen's face was half covered by a veil, but she laughed crisply while jumping through the fire ring, and the sound of silver bells jingled in the ears of many people.

Su Rou was watching from a distance, but Gong Yu suddenly grabbed her sleeve.

"The wedding dress of the desert is really beautiful."

She sighed softly, "She actually used the camel pillar as a seat to cry with joy. The bride slid down from the top of the sand dune like a dove falling from the sky."

As soon as he said this, Gong Yu couldn't help laughing: "What's the big deal if I used the imperial tablet to make a swing for you?"

There was a hint of bitterness in her tone. Su Rou teased him, "The tablet was broken when I proposed to you with my eyes closed."

The two men were at the banquet, grabbing each other's hands for the braised camel trotters and drinking big gulps of camel milk wine. The sound of the priest's chanting mixed with drunkenness gradually faded away in their ears.

As the sky was getting light, the farewell procession lined up along the post road.

The nineteenth princess was still sleeping in the bridal chamber, and only the groom Andre was left to see them off.

The desert was freezing cold in the early morning, and he wasn't even wearing his outer fur coat. The lonely star shone on his chest. "I'll wait for you to come back."

He opened his arms as if to hug the wind and sand.

Gong Yu frowned, lifted his robe and dismounted, throwing a thick Armani cloak over to her: "Can't you wear more in front of her?"

The cloak just landed on Andre's arm when he threw it back. "The south is dry and doesn't smell like sweat. I'll give it to you so you don't get cold on the road."

Gong Yu narrowed his eyes, "It would be best if she doesn't even need to wear a cloak. I'd really like to send her off naked."

Su Rou coughed at the carriage window. The two men turned their heads at the same time.

She waved at Andre and said, "We're really leaving. Bring Nineteen with you next time."

Three drum beats, and the wheels crushed the dust along the newly opened imperial road. It would take seven days and seven nights to travel from the desert to the southern country.

The moment she came out of the confinement, Su Rou lifted the car curtain and took one last look at Andre.

The young man was riding on a camel, his copper-red face illuminated by the dawn like a cast, and she suddenly felt a little astringent in her chest.

It was as if someone blew sand from outside the Great Wall into the spring water in the south.