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Chapter 110 Nanyuan Country Comes, Mo Miaoling Cries

Chapter 110 Nanyuan Country Comes, Mo Miaoling Cries

Tianfeng Kingdom, the palace hall
The special envoy of Nanyuan Kingdom was about fifty years old, looked at Mo Xiuyang sitting on the high dragon chair with piercing eyes, bowed and said: "Your Majesty Tianfeng Kingdom, it must be the reason for my visit to Nanyuan Kingdom. You know it very well!"

"Well, Gu knows that the Emperor Nanyuan had already discussed with Gu Shuxin some time ago." Mo Xiuyang's royal aura quietly permeated the entire hall, making many people feel a little oppressed.

"That's good. This time, I'm here to help Chu Jun marry Princess Yong'an at the monarch's will. These are the betrothal gifts. I hope that in the future, Tianfeng Kingdom and Nanyuan Kingdom will be friends forever and advance and retreat together."

The special envoy of Nanyuan Kingdom pointed to the countless rare treasures beside him, then said to Mo Xiuyang with a slight bow and fists.

"Tianfeng Nation and Nanyuan Nation were nations of friendship in the past, and they will be even more so in the future." Mo Xiuyang nodded slowly after pondering for a long time.

In fact, to a certain extent, Tianfeng Nation is half dependent on Nanyuan Nation, and pays a lot of treasures and silver to Nanyuan Nation every year.It is precisely because of Nanyuan Nation's protection that Tianfeng Nation can not be harassed by other mid-level top dynasties.

"Princess, here!"

When everyone was staring at the special envoy of Nanyuan Kingdom, a beautiful figure came with lotus steps from the gate of the palace hall.

Princess Yong'an was dressed in a rouge-colored long skirt with gold silk and white patterns of epiphyllum, and she owed money from the entrance of the main hall. Her three thousand black silk was coiled with a gold hairpin carved with a phoenix shadow, and a pair of jade hands rested gently on the willow waist. In front of it, it shows the noble and elegant temperament.

Someone once said that Princess Yong'an's face can eclipse the luxuriant flowers, her red lips are as charming as red stamens, and her pair of pure hands are as flawless as carved jade.

Soon, Princess Yong'an walked up to the main hall coldly, bowed and saluted: "Royal Father."

"Well, let's get flat!" Mo Xiuyang looked at Princess Yong'an, and felt his heart twitch for some reason.He could subtly feel Princess Yong'an's mood, very lonely and very compassionate.

"Thank you, father." Princess Yong'an slowly got up, her delicate body was so cold and beautiful that everyone couldn't help but stare, and it was difficult to look back.

The special envoy of Nanyuan Kingdom quietly took a look at Princess Yong'an, who was also amazed, and secretly sighed that his prince's vision was really unique.

"Today, Princess Yong'an, Mo Miaoling, will marry into Nanyuan Kingdom to help Tianfeng Kingdom and Nanyuan Kingdom establish friendship!"

Mo Xiuyang, Lord Tianfeng, took a deep look at Princess Yong'an, and then said in a solemn and coercive voice.

Mo Xiuyang's words went straight to the sky and echoed in the hall.

Mo Miaoling is the name of Princess Yong'an.

Mo Miaoling pursed her red lips slightly, her gaze lowered a bit dimly.She seemed to acquiesce in the marriage thing because she had no choice.She is the princess of Tianfeng Nation, so she should assume the responsibility of Tianfeng Nation.

Five years ago, the Crown Prince of Nanyuan Kingdom had intended to marry her, but she kept procrastinating and made many excuses.However, procrastination is not an option after all, after all, in the first few months, the pressure from Nanyuan Nation could not be stopped.

She is Princess Yong'an, the princess of Tianfeng Kingdom, marriage is her only place to go.If she rejects the marriage with Nanyuan Nation, then the entire Tianfeng Nation will fall into turmoil.

If Nanyuan Nation is offended, Tianfeng Nation will lose a shelter, and the surrounding countries will not only stare at it, but will directly rush towards Tianfeng Nation.

Therefore, Mo Miaoling could only agree tacitly. She had endured hard work for five years and couldn't bear it any longer.

Some time ago, when she stepped into the place where Gu Hengsheng and Li Qiurou were engaged, she saw the bloody figure of the general whom she had longed for for five years. She only wanted to know one answer, and she had waited for five years for the answer.

However, Gu Youmo's answer was not what she wanted.

"Princess, Cao Min said back then that there are no more bloody generals in this world." Gu Youmo's words stayed in the depths of Mo Miaoling's heart forever, sinking at the bottom of the abyss.

So, her heart... was completely dead.

If Gu Youmo was as domineering and powerful as before, she would be willing to give everything, even if she lost her current status and even her life, she would not marry into Nanyuan Kingdom.

However, the reality is always so cruel, and she, Mo Miaoling, has still become a tool for marriage and is about to go to Nanyuan Kingdom.

After today, all the scenes of Tianfeng Kingdom in previous years will be turned into dust and sink into the abyss.

"My lord Tianfeng, since this is the case, I will bring Princess Yong'an back to Nanyuan Kingdom to hold a grand wedding with my court prince." The special envoy of Nanyuan Kingdom smiled and turned towards Mo Xiuyang, who was sitting high on the dragon chair, He bowed and said respectfully.

"Just today?" Mo Xiuyang asked thoughtfully.

"Yes." Nanyuan Kingdom's special envoy replied: "Our country's Chujun saw the beauty of Princess Yong'an when he was young, and he has always been thinking about it in his heart. His Royal Highness hopes that I will invite Princess Yong'an back to Nanyuan Kingdom earlier."

All the civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty were silent.

Mr. Gu was in the front row of military officers, so he could only close his lips majestically and watch this scene quietly.

"In that case..." Mo Xiuyang took a deep look at Mo Miaoling, who was extremely lonely and cold, and said solemnly without any emotional fluctuations: "The deputy commander of the Imperial Forest Army, Wen Hongfeng, stepped forward to listen to the order."

"The end is here!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a steady breath stepped out from the rank of military officers. He was the deputy commander of the Imperial Forest Army, Wen Hongfeng.

"I order you to lead three thousand elite soldiers of the Royal Forest Army to send Princess Yong'an to Nanyuan, and return to the court after the wedding is over."

"Little general, take orders!"

Wen Hongfeng saluted and accepted his orders.

Immediately, the beating and drum sounded, as if to congratulate the upcoming marriage between Tianfeng Nation and Nanyuan Nation, and also to dispel the loneliness and sadness emanating from Princess Yong'an's delicate body.

The marriage between the two countries was officially finalized.

Princess Yong'an's long skirt dragged five or six meters to the ground, her aloof and noble aura made people dare not look directly at her, she could be called a peerless youth.

"You won't show up after all... Just like back then, you sealed yourself in the deep courtyard of the Gu family..."

After Princess Yong'an Mo Miaoling stepped out of the gate of the main hall with the special envoy of Nanyuan Kingdom, her empty eyes couldn't help looking at the Gu family's position, and she closed her eyebrows with complete sadness, hiding the tears that were about to fall from her eyes In the bottom of my heart.

Then, under the rumble of drums, Princess Yong'an Mo Miaoling stepped into the luxurious carriage of Nanyuan Kingdom.

Wen Hongfeng, the deputy commander of the Yulin Army, and the people of Nanyuan Kingdom sent each other off, and embarked on the road to Nanyuan Kingdom.

"Send the princess!"

Many civil and military officials bowed down respectfully and shouted in unison.

The wind, as if weeping, passed through the curtains of the luxurious carriage and blew on Mo Miaoling's eyebrows.

tick...

Finally, when no one was watching, Mo Miaoling sat elegantly in the carriage, her eyebrows fluttered slightly with the breeze, and two lines of tears fell down...

(End of this chapter)