The tyrant is too fierce!I'm happy with my dear concubine

Chapter 2 Princess Nanliang decides

Perhaps it was because the confusion on Chu Zhiyu's face was too obvious, Lan Ye coughed lightly.

She hesitated, blushing and whispered: "Some people speculate that King Qin may have some unusual hobbies."

No matter how much she said, she didn't dare to speak out to pollute the princess' ears.

As if the words were burning her mouth, Lan Ye hurriedly changed the subject.

Chu Zhiyu wanted to know more about King Qin and Qin's capital, but Lanye also knew only a little about it, and only heard folk rumors.

As a result, an image of a tyrant with a sinister, mean and sickly face appeared in Chu Zhiyu's mind.

Before I saw it, a little timidity was born in my heart.

Although she belongs to the fox family, she is just a little fox who has not yet reached adulthood. She has no spells that can overwhelm the rivers and seas, nor is she unpredictable. .

I heard that the tyrant is weak and sick, and it would be great if he died before himself.

One day later, they arrived at the capital of Qin State, and the people from the Ministry of Rites welcomed Chu Zhiyu into the post station, waiting for the king of Qin to summon him.
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The strong medicinal fragrance in the hall made people dizzy, and the Minister of Rites held his breath, not daring to raise his head, "Your Majesty, the princess of Nanliang has been arranged at the post station, and the reception banquet tonight..."

There was a low coughing sound from behind the curtain, which stopped the Minister of Rites from speaking.

There was fine sweat on his forehead, his legs were trembling a little, and he thought that he should pull the servant over to help him, and he said goodbye to this difficult matter.

The curtain was lifted by a pale and bony hand, and the black and golden boots stepped out with weak steps.

The Minister of Rites could only catch a glimpse of the slender legs stopping in front of him, and he couldn't help holding his breath.

"I'm sick."

Concise and concise.

The chill and indifference fell like frost and snow, and it was so cold that Shang Shu of the Ministry of Rites couldn't speak easily.

He bit the bullet, no matter how it was related to the diplomatic relations between the two countries, Princess Nanliang came here to conclude a marriage with her relatives, if His Majesty is so contemptuous, Nanliang must have objections.

If the king of Qin did not attend the reception banquet, it is still a reception banquet, and it is not appropriate for other people to host it.

"Princess Nanliang's rules for entering the palace..."

"Look at it."

King Qin threw down three words, Minister of the Ministry of Rites only felt a gust of medicine-smelling breeze sweeping across his face, he looked at King Qin's back, and could only step back with a big head.

Saying that sentence for Princess Nanliang is already his limit, and he is afraid that if he talks too much, he will lose his tongue.

Princess Nanliang may wish her luck.

After walking out of the palace, the Minister of Rites began to ponder over His Majesty's sentence.
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It turned out that Chu Zhiyu was forgotten in the post station for nearly ten days before being welcomed into the palace.

Recently, it has been cloudy and rainy, and the wind is blowing to make people feel cold all over, and the palace is also shrouded in mist.

Fuyu Palace was bleak and silent.

"The princess fell ill as soon as she was canonized, and the people in the respect room couldn't wait to put down the green head card. It's really deceiving!"

It sounds nice to say that she is sympathetic to Concubine Chu's exhaustion, but in fact, she is well-informed and knows that Chu Zhiyu is being cold from above, so she doesn't take Chu Zhiyu seriously at all.

"The King of Qin avoided seeing you, and everyone in the palace was watching your jokes, saying that you traveled thousands of miles to catch up with the King of Qin..."

Qinzhu poohed unhappily, "I don't even look at how our princess's appearance can be used for upside-down stickers. In Nanliang, the nobles who want to marry you line up from the palace to the moat!"

Chu Zhiyu lay between the quilts with a pale face, her lips were slightly paler and more fragile, and she coughed when she heard this.

It doesn't matter if the plague god Hades doesn't see him, or he will die in a muddleheaded, ridiculous way.

"Don't say that again in the future!"

Lan Ye echoed cautiously, "This place is no better than Nanliang, the walls have ears, so it's better to be careful."

There is no empress or concubine in the palace, so Chu Zhiyu's status is logically superior to others.

how...

However, there are quite a few princesses and noble daughters who have been sent here for diplomatic relations and marriage. The King of Qin never refuses anyone who comes. Apart from Chu Zhiyu, there are many other concubines in the palace who are also more senior than her.

Chu Zhiyu didn't want to stir up trouble, but some people couldn't bear to come to her door to test her.

(End of this chapter)