Baby, don't be afraid, I'll accompany you to the heavens and the seas!

"Your Highness, someone is calling for help!"

The girl, dressed in a pale yellow ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), had a drop of blood-red cinnabar on her forehead. Her hair was styled in a hanging bun, adorned with several vermilion velvet flowers, and vermilion glass beads dangled from her temples.

The girl's face was radiant with lively features, and she looked full of spirit.

Seeing someone calling for help amidst the sea of ​​flowers, the girl hid behind the richly dressed young man in fear. "Your Highness, what should we do?"

The man, whom the girl called "Prince," had handsome features and was holding a Jiangnan paper umbrella.

With a calm expression, he slowly squatted down and grabbed a pair of hands that were reaching out from among the roses.

—Swish—

Rose petals splashed, clinging to Qianqian's entire body, unwilling to leave.

Qianqian's wrist was enveloped by a warm palm!

With a slight exertion, the prince sent the person flying out of the sea of ​​flowers.

"Ha, ah!"

The moment she was pulled out, Qianqian's nose was filled with the sweet mountain air, and the suffocating feeling in her throat was relieved a little.

"Where is anyone?!"

"It's just an illusion!"

The prince looked at the piece of white, withered wood he was holding, shook his head, and sneered, "Let's get going!"

The girl tossed the white, withered wood aside, her face filled with disappointment!

She clearly heard someone calling for help!

Moreover, a pair of gleaming white hands did indeed emerge from the rose!

snort!

Sure enough, the closer they got to the Hanba tribe, the more illusions they encountered!

Qianqian was thrown to the ground, and before she could even curse, she saw the boy who had saved her turn around and get into the carriage!

The once charming young girl, with her cheeks puffed out, followed dejectedly beside the carriage, muttering, "I clearly saw someone there?"

After saying that, the bright-eyed girl turned her head and scanned Qianqianluo's position again, "Am I really seeing things?"

Clutching her lower back, Qianqian, feeling a bit weak, looked at the puzzled expression on the girl's face and cleared her throat:

"Hello, hao ya you ah?!"

The girl glanced at Qianqian for a moment, then turned and followed the carriage.

"No?! Wait for me!"

In her excitement, Qianqianluo discovered that she had transformed into a flying ghost once again!

It took a lot of effort, kicking with both legs!

Qianqianluo then followed the carriage.

Qianqian landed on the girl's head, looked at the carriage, and then scrambled into it.

Inside the carriage.

A young man in brocade robes, wearing a jade crown and a black and gold headband, sat on a soft couch, holding a hand warmer and propping his head up with his hand, studying.

"My Emperor?!"

"Qingting Ink?!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

"This servant pays homage to Your Majesty!"

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

Qianqian reacted instinctively, recognizing the handsome young man inside the carriage as none other than the current emperor!

Terrified, he kowtowed to the ground, nervously pressing his head against the gold-threaded cashmere carpet, too afraid to get up.

"Humph!!!"

With his youthful and delicate features, Qing Tingmo glanced at the contents of the scripture for a while, then impatiently squinted and leaned back.

Seeing that the prince was getting impatient, the guard kneeling beside him noticed that he had taken the scriptures from the bed.

"Your Highness, we're almost at the Hanba tribe. Why don't you close your eyes and rest for a bit?"

"Hmm~!"

"Early spring in the northern desert is still a bit chilly!"

"Hiss~ It's so cold I want to go back to the imperial tombs in the capital to warm myself up!"

Qing Tingmo wrapped himself in the white fox fur cloak draped over his shoulders by the guards. His handsome face was partially obscured by the ambergris incense smoke, making it impossible to discern his emotions.

Qianqian knelt for half an hour before suddenly realizing that she must have entered the inner circle of the Northern Ghost City's maze. Only then did she dare to get up and go to check on Qing Tingmo.

She carefully bent down, wiped the cold sweat from her temples, and tentatively brought her face close to Qing Tingmo's eyes.

"Qing, Qing Tingmo?!"

"Wait, wait, where's the fuel?!"

"Can you see me?! I'm you!!!"

—Swish—

Just as Qianqian was waving triumphantly to Qing Tingmo, Qing Tingmo suddenly opened his eyes and cast a cold gaze at her!

Qianqianluo and Qingtingmo, who was a teenager, locked eyes!

"No, don't be afraid, he, he can't see me!"

Qianqian swallowed hard, trying to talk to herself and comfort herself!

"Tsk?! Mei Zizheng, don't you miss your child who was just born in the capital?!"

"Zifeng, Ziye was just born not long ago! She's about the same age as Yu'er!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, now I'm thinking of Yu'er!"

Beside him, the patriarch of the Mei family, Mei Zizheng, with a serious expression and upright kneeling posture, answered the prince's question with righteous indignation.

"Your Highness, it is my son's honor to have received such a divine gift and to be the same age as the young prince!"

"Zizheng and the Prince were sent on a mission to the Hanba tribe together. It's a destiny that Zizheng has cultivated in both his past and present lives. Zizheng...!"

"Alright, all that flowery language, how boring!"

Qing Tingmo, who had intended to intimidate, lowered his eyes to look at Mei Zizheng, who was standing on the ground with a serious expression, and then impatiently closed his eyes to conserve his energy!

"Your Highness is right!" Mei Zizheng knelt down and kowtowed to Qing Tingmo again with utmost respect.

Qianqian was incredibly excited when she heard what Qingtingmo said.

She moved closer to Mei Zi, staring intently at the suddenly appearing character from the side story.

"Plum? Zi? Zheng?"

"Could it be?! Could he be Zifeng and Ziye's biological father?!"

Qianqian looked at the guard kneeling on the ground with a dignified posture!

Suddenly, I realized that the guard's eyebrows, eyes, and aura were exactly like Zifeng and Ziye's!

"Ahhh!"

"What am I doing? What time period have I traveled to?!"

Qianqian flew out of the carriage, looked at the unfamiliar surroundings, and couldn't help but let out a long howl.

"Old man with the white beard, I hate you!!!"

……

The spring of Qingting begins.

The ancestral emperor ordered Qing Tingmo, the third prince of the Qing Ting Dynasty, to go on a diplomatic mission to the Hanba tribe to discuss matters!

Qing Tingmo knew the Emperor's thoughts well, so he laid out his plans many years in advance, using the pretense of goodwill!

He gave the most outstanding female assassin, whom he had adopted and trained for many years, to Hanba Tuozhang, the eldest son of Hanba King!

At that time, the princess who was most favored by King Hanba Qiongcang was also helping to stir things up!

Because this fierce and powerful queen was not only a woman from the Central Plains sent by the ancestral emperor to befriend the Hanba tribe, but also a pawn.

Therefore, the queens of both Hanba tribe emperors were pawns in the Qingting Dynasty's long-term scheme.

At the celebratory banquet between the two countries, a woman from the Qingting Mowang Mansion performed a peach blossom dance, which aroused the heart of this fierce and unruly man!

At the suggestion of his queen, King Hanba Qiongcang also decreed that the graceful woman be given to Hanba Tuozhang as a concubine.

At the celebratory banquet;

The beauty had a jade-like face and peach-like cheeks, and her waist was as slender and alluring as a snake's belly.

After the dance ended, the cold, desolate air under the northern sky became a bit hotter!

His father and mother decreed that the beautiful, fair-faced, and fragrant Central Plains woman be given to him as a concubine.

At that time, the hot-blooded Tuozhang, who was just beginning to experience love, watched as the Central Plains woman moved gracefully, and soon knelt down in front of him as if she had no bones to greet him.

"My lord, from now on, I am your woman!"