After transmigrating into the villain's daughter, I lie down and win

Northland.

Under the tall and solemn city wall, hundreds of soldiers with cold expressions, wearing armor and holding heavy weapons stood neatly on both sides. In the center of them were the people of the royal palace and officials in fine costumes who were waiting eagerly.

Among them, a little boy about three years old was held in the arms of a waiter. He was looking around impatiently, and from time to time he was saying something to the people next to him.

The half-grown boy in brocade clothes next to him looked at him helplessly, then nodded, and soon someone handed a wooden dagger into his hand.

The young master was overjoyed. After getting the sword, he began to play fencing in a decent manner. But after a while, he seemed to be tired of playing and showed a bored look.

"What's wrong?" the boy asked.

The young master snorted.

The young man said again: "My father has returned from defeating the Huns this time. The court has sent envoys to celebrate my father's victory, but you are pouting like this as if you are displeased. Is it because your butt is itchy again?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young master subconsciously covered his butt, forgetting that he still held the sword in his hand. However, the young man's quick eyesight and quick hands caught the falling wooden sword.

He handed the wooden sword to the servant beside him, took the young master from the servant's hand, and comforted him softly: "An, I know why you are unhappy, but today is the day when my father returns from victory. The officials from the north, Passers-by, merchants, and envoys from the court, I don’t know how many pairs of eyes are looking at us. If you show displeasure, they will probably think that the Northern Palace is dissatisfied with the court’s reward..."

"Don't miss me, brother, I know, why don't I laugh? Hahaha..."

The young master suddenly burst out laughing, attracting countless pairs of eyes around them to look at them. The young man, Sun Xiao Busuo, the eldest son of the Northern Prince's Palace, shook his head helplessly, and simply stretched out his hand to cover the young master's mouth.

"No, no, let go!"

Under Xiao Jinan's disgusted gaze, Xiao Buyi had no choice but to take his hand away, but his eyes were fixed on Xiao Jinan, his displeasure clearly evident.

You kid, how dare you think that your elder brother is dirty?

Although he had taken his hand away, Xiao Jinan still wiped his mouth with his sleeve several times until his lips were red before he put it down.

He still spoke plausibly, "My sister said that there are many bacteria on our hands and they are very dirty. Brother, are you trying to kill your brother?"

Xiao Buyi's mouth twitched slightly, "There are bacteria on your hands, so there are no bacteria on your clothes? If I remember correctly, you were fighting on the ground with the young master of the Prime Minister's family just now..."

Xiao Jinan immediately vomited and begged for mercy: "Brother, please stop talking. I don't dislike you, why don't you?"

After saying that, he looked back in the direction of the city gate.

At this moment, the left and right sides of them were filled with soldiers protecting them and officials who came to greet the Northern Marquis. The people were densely packed. He was a short man and was surrounded by the crowd. Not to mention the situation inside the city, he was even at the gate of the city. can not see.

Knowing what he was worried about, Xiao Buyi picked him up again and patiently coaxed him: "I met Gongsun Qiu this morning and said that Yan'er is in good condition today and your second brother's typhoid fever is almost gone. I didn't let them follow him. We came together to welcome my father and the returning soldiers, we just don’t want them to be blown by the cold wind anymore. The storm is calm now and the sun is high. It won’t be long before my mother will bring them to the city gate.”

Xiao Jinan immediately turned his face to his elder brother. Because he was too excited, he failed to control the angle, and his head suddenly hit Xiao Buyi's nose.

Xiao Jinan is a well-known tough guy. When he does something wrong, he would rather get a stick on his butt than admit his mistake.

His collision almost broke the bridge of Xiao Buyi's nose.

But he didn't seem to notice the problem. He just shook his little body excitedly, kicked his feet back and forth on Xiao Jinan, and asked happily: "Brother, is it true? Then I can go find my sister?"

When their younger sister was sick, the imperial physician Gongsun Qiu isolated them from his younger sister, saying that this would quickly cut off the source of the disease and help his younger sister get better quickly.

Just because of Gongsun Qiu's words, he hasn't seen his sister for three days!

snort!

Gongsun Qiu!

When my sister gets better, let's see how he deals with that little old man!

Xiao Buyi grabbed Xiao Jinan, pulled him back to him, and then gently rejected him.

"No."

Just three words restored the sunny and cheerful young master to a state of silence.

Northland Palace.

"Princess, everything is in order." When the attendant came to deliver the message, Princess Jinyang was putting a hat on her daughter. After hearing this, she gave the attendant a few words before going out with her daughter in her arms.

Just as he arrived at the door, a very handsome young man in Confucian robes appeared in the corridor. The only drawback was that the young man was born with a frail body and had been weak since childhood. In addition, he had recently contracted a cold and suffered a serious illness, so he was sitting in a wheelchair.

"I've met my mother."

The young man was about to stand up and salute, but he coughed violently a few more times, and Princess Jinyang stopped him immediately, "My body has not recovered yet, why are you saluting? Sit down quickly."

When the boy sat back in the wheelchair, the mother and daughter had already walked up to him. The boy immediately stretched out his hand and said, "Mom, leave your sister to me. I'm in a wheelchair and I won't get tired even if you hold her for a long time."

Princess Jinyang was still hesitant. The sickly and listless little girl in her arms had already reached out to the boy in the wheelchair.

"Second brother."

After Jin Yan spoke, the second brother Xiao Quji reached out to take her, put her on his lap, and then stretched out his hand to explore Jin Yan's forehead.

It can be said that the two of them are brothers and sisters.

Of the four children in the family, they are two of the smartest. Unfortunately, they are both born with deficiencies. One was born weak, and the other was born with a heart disease. From childhood to adulthood, they have always been inseparable from the medicine jar.

Princess Jinyang told what Gongsun Qiu said, and Xiao Quji felt relieved after hearing it, "Since Gongsun, the miracle doctor, said that my sister is fine, then nothing will happen to her again."

He lowered his head and teased Jin Yan again, "I can finally leave the house. Is my sister happy?"

Jin Yan said he was happy, but he was just recovering from a long illness. He was not energetic and seemed to be perfunctory.

Xiao Quji didn't care about this. He only thought that his sister was cute like this.

To be fair, none of them wanted their sister to get sick, but when she was sick, her sister was so well-behaved and cute that people couldn't help but like her.

"Okay, stop teasing Yan'er, it's time for us to set off."

After Princess Jinyang gave the order, the horse servant brought the carriage over. She got into one carriage alone, while Jin Yan and her brother sat in another carriage.

The army defeated the Xiongnu and returned to the court. The people were overjoyed when they heard the news. From the time the news came last night to now, the streets are full of excited people.

When the palace's carriage passes through the street, the shouting people on both sides will kneel down and thank them.

Without the two generations of the Northern Palace who tried their best to resist the Huns, how could they, the border people, have a stable life?

The carriage drove slowly by, and there was an endless stream of people kneeling and worshiping.

Princess Jinyang was sitting in the carriage, not squinting, but the shouts of thanks one after another lingered in her ears.

Popular support.

This is the people's will.

Grandma.

The Kingdom of Jin died, but the blood of the Kingdom of Jin did not.

Nor will it die.

In the carriage behind, Xiao Quji lowered the curtain and turned his eyes from the car window to his sister, who was frowning like an adult next to him. "What is our little inventor thinking about again?"

Sister just now has been staring at Hu Shang who surrendered.

Then what she was thinking must be related to Hu Shang, no, to the Western Region beyond the Great Wall.