I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

The Chengyang Marquisate at that time was somewhat eerie, no, rather comical. The Huns gathered in the empty garden of the mansion and pitched their tents.

Lu Mingyang stood in the pavilion, looking at Jin Yiluo's personal attendant who was working hard with a frown on his face.

Yang Nian'er stood by, also full of questions.

Everyone in the mansion hid in every nook and cranny to peek.

A Xiongnu servant wearing animal skins and half bare-chested hammered a wooden stake into the ground, swayed his body, raised his strong arms, and sang excitedly.

Like the roar of a rhinoceros.

He dropped the wooden hammer and strode towards the pavilion.

Everyone in the mansion, those who were nearby, crouched down in fear, hiding their presence; those who were farther away scattered like birds and beasts. Even Yang Nian'er was so frightened that she hid behind her sister.

Lu Mingyang held his sister's hand and looked at the person who came nervously.

"You, what are you doing?"

He took a big step, knelt on one knee, and said in a rough voice: "Xiao Yanshi, what's so interesting about setting up a tent? It's cold, you should go back and rest, we will be there soon. It won't delay your stay tonight."

"Stop?" Lu Mingyang was confused.

"Yes!" the Xiongnu attendant said in a clear voice, "Our young Khan said that in order to ease your homesickness, he specifically ordered us to build you a tent exactly like his own."

???

"...Thank you!" Lu Mingyang held it in for a long time before finally squeaking out two words. Maintaining a dignified expression, he pulled his sister back to Xunyang Pavilion.

"what!"

Entering the inner courtyard of Xunyang Pavilion, Yang Nian'er jumped up in fright, and Lu Mingyang was also frightened out of his wits. When they came to their senses, they found a whole wolf skin placed in two wooden boxes.

The wolf head lay down, staring at the inner courtyard door.

Two Xiongnu attendants stood next to the wooden box, one of whom was from the Sheng Dynasty and looked like a teacher judging by his clothes.

A servant took out a small wooden box from the wolf's head and held it to Lu Mingyang with both hands.

"Miss Lu, here are the jewelry for you, all selected by the little Khan himself."

"Thank you!" Lu Mingyang pulled his sister inside.

"Don't you want to take a look?" asked the Hun servant.

"...Look!" Lu Mingyang knew that he was going to go back and reply, so he opened the small wooden box and pretended to touch the jewelry.

Yang Nian'er leaned over to take a look. Although she had never seen anything good, the jewelry chosen by the Xiongnu Khan was...

"too ugly!"

She couldn't help it and muttered softly while lying next to her second sister.

Lu Mingyang quickly nudged her with his elbow and said with a grin, "Beautiful, very beautiful. You really are so in tune with each other."

"Hurry, write it down!" The Xiongnu attendant hurriedly instructed the teacher next to him.

Another attendant came forward, holding a wolf skin. "Miss Lu, this is a wolf hunted by the little Khan himself. The little Khan said that if you hold it while sleeping, it will be like holding him while sleeping. He also said..."

"do not talk!"

"What do you mean?" The Xiongnu attendant looked at Lu Mingyang in surprise.

Lu Mingyang looked at the teacher who was taking notes, suppressed his anger and smiled: "I'm shy."

"What are you talking about? She and I are so in tune with each other, why do you need to be so nosy? Women in the Sheng Dynasty value subtlety, what do you know?"

In the library of Sifang Pavilion, Jin Yiluo sat behind the desk, disdainfully accusing his subordinates who came back to report.

"Yes, yes, yes..." The servant kowtowed repeatedly.

Jin Yiluo stretched out his hand: "Give it to me!"

"What is that?" The soldier looked up in surprise.

Jin Yiluo slammed the table in anger: "It's a token of love she gave me."

The attendant was terrified: "No!"

Jin Yiluo raised his thick black eyebrows and suppressed his anger: "What are you talking about?"

"No!" The attendant looked at the little Khan's murderous expression and quickly changed the subject: "Yes, Miss Lu thanked her many times."

Jin Yiluo waved his hand to let her go, took out a red velvet flower wrapped in a white veil from his arms, bent down and gave it a light kiss.

"The little girl is too reserved."

"No, she's waiting for me to find her."

“No matter how good the gift is, it’s not as good as the person.”

There was a knock on the door, interrupting someone's self-talk.

"Enter!"

Jin Yiluo thought that the person who built the tent had returned, but unexpectedly it was Wu Weixie, so he hurriedly stuffed the red velvet flower into his arms.

Wu Weixie held his chest and saluted, "Master, you are so wise! You even thought of setting up our Xiongnu camp inside the Chengyang Marquis's mansion to humiliate Lu Shao and Lu Mingyuan. I wonder what Lu Shao's expression would be if he knew this, haha."

"Exactly!" Jin Yiluo stood up and said, "Come on, follow me to the Chengyang Marquis Mansion and humiliate the Lu family again."

On the street, small vendors are hawking their wares.

"Selling candied fruits, sweet candied fruits. Children who eat candied fruits won't go up to the roof or peel off the tiles; young ladies who eat candied fruits will go straight to your arms..."

"What did you say!" Jin Yiluo suddenly stopped in front of the vendor.

The old man selling candied fruit saw the ferocious-looking Huns and trembled with fear: "I only sell candied fruit."

"You just said that the young lady had some sweet treats. How was it?"

"...straight,...straight," the uncle trembled as he read out the words, "...straight into your arms?"

"purchase!"

It turned out that they wanted to eat candied fruit. The uncle quickly asked: "What kind of candied fruit do you want to buy? We have candied longan, candied peach, candied fruit..."

"Ok?"

A pair of big wolf-like eyes looked over.

The uncle realized that he had said the wrong thing and cried out, "I will give it to you!"

Jin Yiluo asked, "Which kind is sweet?"

"They're all sweet!" That's what he was asking. The uncle said as he served the fruit: "These four kinds of candied fruits are collectively known as the Four Sweet Candied Fruits. I'll pack them all for you."

Four sweet candies, that means you will go into my arms four times.

"I want them all, and pack more!"

"Yes!"

"More."

"Yes!"

The Xiongnu in the capital were now rampant on the streets, and no one would give them money. The imperial court forbade shops to close, but it had no power over the street vendors pushing carts. Many of them remained hidden in their homes.

If his family hadn't been unable to make ends meet, he wouldn't have risked coming out to sell his wares.

The uncle selling candied fruits looked at the little candied fruits left in the clay jar and handed it over with a forced smile.

Jin Yiluo picked up the candied fruit and left, telling Wu Weixie to give him the silver.

The old man looked at the golden cake in his hand and knelt on the ground in excitement, "Buddha."

Wu Weixie chased after him and asked in confusion, "Master, what did you buy it for?"

Jin Yiluo pointed sharply at the candied fruit he was carrying.

"Humiliate her."

Jin Yiluo strode into the Chengyang Marquis Mansion with his head held high.

Zhong Bo hurried over and said, "Little Khan, our fourth daughter has been summoned by the Prince of Ningyuan."

Jin Yiluo paused.

A basin of cold water was poured over my head, extinguishing the raging fire in my body.

Inside the Sifang Pavilion, a man sat on a couch beneath a carved window, sitting there from dawn to dusk. A servant who had gone to the Clear Water Pond to gather information knelt before the couch, carefully reporting back.

Jin Yiluo was so angry that his lungs were about to explode: "What did you say, you haven't gone back yet?"

"Yes!" the servant answered cautiously.

Jin Yiluo pulled open the black eagle feathers at his collar and asked with suppressed anger, "What are they doing?"

“Rafting!”

"A boat trip for the afternoon?"

"And drinking."