A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 718 Yuwen Queping

Then, the first person to run over briskly was Gala, who was dressed in black, with a high ponytail and no makeup on.

Behind her followed a woman carrying a bow on her back. She had a golden crown shaped like a peacock spreading its tail on her head and wore a knee-length green robe sewn with peacock feathers.

Its feathers flutter as it moves, like a peacock leaping.

Behind Jialuo followed a group of palace soldiers wearing armor and phoenix-wing helmets. They all wore black military uniforms with orange collars. Yuan Wuyou remembered that this was the uniform of the Yuan family's palace soldiers.

As soon as the woman with a bow and crossbow on her back and wearing a sparrow feather skirt came, she pulled Yuan Zizhuo, who was holding the tip of Yuan Wuyou's sword, behind her, and then touched Yuan Wuyou's hand along the sword.

While helping her sheath her sword, he smiled and said:
"My dear, you are really awesome! I just heard that you taught that brat Ranxi a lesson and I couldn't believe it, but you finally vented Sister Queping's anger!"

She said she sided with Yuan Wuyou, but she was actually taking sides with him.

Yuan Wuyou stared at the face of the woman in front of him. A strand of bright white hair hung from her bangs, which stood out against her black silky black hair. Between her eyebrows hung a gold chain inlaid with peacock feathers, with an emerald inlaid in the middle of the feathers, making them look lifelike.

Staring at the woman's face, Yuan Wuyou tried hard to find a few memories in his head, but they didn't connect, so he pushed her away and sheathed his sword.

"I don't remember. Get out of the way."

Yuan Zizhu, who was wearing a golden mask, glanced at his niece and saw that she was staring at the woman in the skirt with a strange look and pushing her away. He said calmly,

"She had a brain injury and lost her memory. Has Princess Xiangyang forgotten?"

Princess Xiangyang then suddenly realized.

She pulled Jialuo's wrist, and they both stood in front of Yuan Wuyou at the same time. She pointed at Jialuo and introduced him to Yuan Wuyou:

"She is Dugu Jialuo, the legacy your biological father left you. She grew up with the Western Qiang people on the border. You must remember, right?"

Seeing Jialuo frowning slightly and reluctantly pulling her hand away from Princess Xiangyang, Yuan Wuyou raised his hand to snatch Jialuo's wrist and pulled her behind him.

"Sister Jialuo, of course I remember."

Princess Xiangyang was furious. "Your sister Kong Que watched you grow up with her. I held you in my arms when you were a child. Why don't you remember? Is it because my last name is Yuwen?"

After keenly catching the key word "surname Yuwen", Yuan Wuyou frowned and looked at the woman in front of him with a distant look.

"Your last name is Yuwen?"

Jialuo followed up and said without any emotion: "Her name is Yuwen Queping, the fifth child, and her title is Princess Xiangyang."

"Hmm? Princess Xiangyang? Is she in league with the governor of Xiangyang, my mother and father?"

Looking at the peacock feather skirt the woman was wearing, she really lived up to her name, like a peacock spreading its tail.

Under Yuan Wuyou's shocked and puzzled gaze, and encouraged by Yuwen Queping's excited "Yes, yes, yes!", Jialuo continued:

"You and your adopted husband are siblings."

Jialuo’s words were concise and to the point.

After hearing this, Yuan Wuyou's face suddenly turned cold, "Oh, enemy."

A flash of panic flashed across Yuwen Queping's pretty face, but she faced it calmly, her eyes full of resentment, and she snorted at her through her back teeth.
"I grew up in Xishu since I was young. I gave up my father for you and your mother. How come you can't tell the difference between good and bad now that you have lost your memory?"

As she said this, she turned around to look at Yuan Zizhu, then looked at Yuan Wuyou. "That's great, come back with me and your uncle, and we'll help you restore your memory."

Yuan Wuyou, who originally looked annoyed, suddenly raised his eyes when he heard this.

I didn't expect that this group of people not only came to take away Li Guojiu, but also wanted to take her away?
Yuan Wuyou was originally disgusted by the Yuan family soldiers' betrayal. She was tamed by Li Guojiu, a foreign relative, and did not recognize her true master. She was eager to leave, so she naturally would not go with them.

She raised her finger and pointed at Princess Xiangyang Yuwen Queping's nose, then bypassed her and pointed at Yuan Zizhu in the air: "You two are traitors and ungrateful people, don't kidnap me!"

Yuan Wuyou said this and suddenly glanced at Jialuo, "Are you going with them, or with me?"

Jialuo walked to her side without hesitation.

Yuan Wuyou grabbed Jialuo's wrist and turned away.

Knowing that she was heading towards the east gate, Yuwen Queping still hurriedly ordered Yuan Zizhuo to retreat, while he followed Yuan Wuyou.

"Wait for me, little one! I am not in the same group with that guy!"

Princess Xiangyang finally caught up with Yuan Wuyou.

At that time, Bowang City was like a dead city left in the night, exuding an atmosphere of dampness, decay and decadence everywhere.

The quiet moonlit night was filled with the humidity after the heavy rain.

From time to time, there were cries of grief and sounds of hand-to-hand combat. It was the vanguard soldiers of Qi State attacking the city, and the small group of palace soldiers left behind by Zhou State were ambushing and fighting in the streets.

Princess Xiangyang Yuwen Queping was very familiar with the situation. She and Jialuo stood on Yuan Wuyou's left and right.

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Yuan Wuyou couldn't understand why he had no impression of her?
Yuwen Queping explained that as soon as her mother passed away, someone came from Chang'an to take her back to the court, so she had to go back to be Princess Xiangyang of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

Sister Yuan still didn't understand.
"Why did you decide to leave three years ago? Just because the ruler of Huaxu fell, did you decide to leave like monkeys?"

"I'm going back to get married. Once your mother dies, there will be no one to protect me."

Yuwen Queping, who was walking side by side with Yuan Wuyou, spoke in a cheerful tone, as if he was talking about something ordinary.

"The sisters-in-law and aunts in the clan kept persuading me that women should get married. I'm already over 30 years old. If I don't get married, there will be no place to bury me when I die."

Yuan Wuyou commented pointedly:
"That's really mean. It's as if you weren't raised by your parents. Who can guarantee that you'll have a place to bury your husband? You're the emperor's sister, the most noble woman in the world. Can't Yuwen Huaibi support his own sister?"

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Queping turned his head with a smile on his face and looked at the heroic girl beside him.

"I'm not like your Ah Luo. Even though her parents are gone, she still has a foster father. But I'm gone, and my brothers are eager to sell me off. Even your child husband, my stinky brother, dares to urge me to get married."

When he heard her mention Jialuo, Yuan Wuyou turned his head and looked at Jialuo, who was standing beside him without saying a word and with a cold and hard handsome face.

These two people share the same suffering.

"Yuwen Huaibi? He was so cruel as to sell his own sister?"

"He is the emperor, a puppet with no real power."

Having said this, Princess Xiangyang lowered her head, and her tone became increasingly depressed and calm.

"He has no say, he is always manipulated by others. But the husband he found for me is quite honest. We are living together, so as long as the man can take a beating and doesn't interfere with my freedom, that's all."

"You really have a husband? Who?"

"Dou Yi. An old subordinate of your mother."

"Ah? How old is that?"

"He was 20 to 30 years older than me. When his first wife died, I was still nursing at my mother's breast."

Yuan Wuyou suddenly felt even more distressed for her.

Princess Xiangyang, whose name is inspired by the idiom "The Princess Selected from the Sparrow Screen", is the mother of the heroine in the story.