After transmigrating into a stepmother, I transformed my whole family to work on farming

Chapter 722: Keeping the Virtues of Men

"Master Imperial Master! Master Imperial Master! Master Imperial Master."

Si Kong Jian lifted the car curtain, raised his hand, smiled, nodded and waved to the people.

In an instant, who still remembered the Northern Barbarians’ envoys? They only kept shouting: “Master Imperial Master!!!”
Anyone who could be noticed by Si Kong Jian would wish to die on the spot.

Qin Yao leaned against the window and watched a man faint on the spot due to excessive excitement caused by Si Kong Jianduo's double glances. Her forehead twitched violently.

It shouldn’t be that serious. Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?

As if he realized someone was staring at him, Sikong raised his eyes vigilantly and unexpectedly met the cold eyes of the woman by the window.

Qin Yao raised her left hand and made a decisive stroke across her neck.

The silver ring on the ring finger emitted a dazzling cold light under the reflection of the sunlight, which made Si Kongjian feel a chill in his heart.

He pretended to be calm, smiled and nodded at her, then lowered the gauze curtains in the car.

The moment the gauze curtain fell completely, Si Kong Jian immediately took a deep breath.

He didn't understand why Liu Ji thought Qin Yao was charming and cute?

She was clearly extremely dangerous!

But if I could get her power, it seems that it would not be unbearable.

So, when the carriage passed under the teahouse, Si Kong Jian still leaned his head out of the carriage and gave Qin Yao, who was standing by the second-floor window, a smile that he thought was gentle.

Yin Le: "Master, he seems to be provoking you."

Qin Yao nodded seriously, "Yes, I saw it." Write it down in a notebook!

Si Kongjian, who had no idea that the other party thought he was provoking him, sat in the carriage and repeatedly recalled his gentle and unrestrained smile, giving himself a perfect score.

Finally, the Northern Barbarian delegation slowly drove into the city.

As soon as the northern barbarians' fresh clothes and special looks appeared, they instantly attracted the attention of the people.

A lot of people came from the Northern Barbarians on this trip. In addition to the guards and slaves who accompanied them, they also brought twenty precious horses, twelve carts of special products, and twenty craftsmen with various skills.

Prince Chan and the princess walked at the front of the procession, followed by the State of Sheng to welcome the literary representatives.

A brilliant purple scene could hardly fail to attract people's attention in the marching delegation.

When the Dalang brothers and sisters saw the purple, their hearts couldn't help but get excited, and they opened their eyes wide to look for the familiar figure.

Finally, Dalang, with his sharp eyes, was the first to discover the two or more purple jade figures guarding the princess' carriage.

One of them was their father, who was riding on his own horse, Lao Huang. He was serious and had a blank face. No matter how the people around him cheered, he seemed like a soulless puppet and had no reaction.

I have never seen the other Dalang, nor do I know him. He is not as handsome as his father, but he is unique among the ugly literary representatives.

The two men separated from the delegation behind and walked alone alongside the princess' carriage, guarding her on the left and right.

The Princess Huhe Tixiang, whom the people of Kyoto had been looking forward to, was sitting in a gorgeous carriage specially prepared by the Ministry of Rites. She was covered by thick gauze curtains everywhere, and only a vague figure could be seen.

However, King Chan of the Northern Barbarians directly exchanged positions with his guards, moving from the carriage to the horse, and gazed at the prosperous capital of this prosperous country with a smile.

From time to time, he waved and nodded to the people in the alley to show his friendliness.

It can be seen that Prince Chan and the princess did not understand the Sheng language very well, and from time to time they would ask the Sheng envoy next to them: "What are they saying over there? Why are they so excited?" The envoy glanced at Prince Chan, who had two long braids, and thought to himself, they are all scolding you. How can national hatred and family feuds be forgotten so easily?

But he still smiled faintly and made up a story: "No one has ever seen the prince, they have only heard of his name. This is the first time they have seen him, so it is inevitable that they are a little excited."

In the luxury car at the back.

Princess Huhe Tixiang also raised the same question.

She first asked the maid who was serving her, but the maid just shook her head to indicate that she didn't know.

The princess had at least learned some of the Sheng language and writing, so she could understand most of what was said. However, the maidservant grew up on the grassland, and there was no one around her who spoke Sheng language. She was more confused than the princess, and wanted to know what the people of Sheng were saying.

I guess it should be something like welcoming them?
But looking at the expressions of those people, they seemed a little ferocious. Could it be that this is how the people of Sheng expressed their welcome?

The maid looked around in confusion, and finally decided to let their princess have another snack and remain silent.

But obviously, the princess was not someone who would remain silent.

She looked around. The literary representative on her left had never shown any expression other than no expression since the two countries met. He did not look like someone who was easy to get along with.

The one on the right looked about the same age as her. He was lively and talkative along the way and talked a lot to her.

But, most of them don’t understand.

Logically speaking, when a normal person wants to ask a question, he or she should talk to someone who has shown enthusiasm towards him or her.

However, it was difficult for Hu Hetixiang to take her eyes off the representative of literary students on her left.

The person on the right said that both of them were specially selected by the Imperial Master and sent to lead the way for her.

Everyone loves beauty. When Hu Hetixiang saw that these two people looked like the 'dragon and phoenix among men', she was very happy and her favorability towards Sheng Kingdom's national master soared.

Especially the older one, who was tall, neither fat nor thin, like a purple bamboo. Just by looking at his back standing there, he looked like a god from heaven, about to fly away with the wind.

Just looking at his back, I was so handsome. When I saw his face, I was even more shocked - are there really such handsome men in this world?
Hu Hetixiang, who was used to seeing rough and uncouth men, was greatly shocked.

Along the way, Hu Hetixiang's heart was pounding because of the presence of this literary student. As generous as she was, she became shy and embarrassed to talk to him.

I think his name is Liu Ji.

As for the one on the right, he kept chattering, but she just thought he was noisy and had long forgotten his name.

Now, she finally found a reason to strike up a conversation. Hu Hetixiang mustered up her courage, reached out and lifted the veil a little, and asked in the not-so-fluent Shengguo dialect, pretending to be curious:
"Hey, Liu Ji, can you tell me what they are talking about?"

The man rode on the horse without looking back. He just raised his right ring finger and waved it in front of the curtain.

Hu Hetixiang frowned in confusion, not understanding what this meant.

Lu Xiaofeng on the right explained: "Princess, didn't you see the ring on his hand? It represents loyal love. He already has a family, so it's inconvenient for him to talk too much with a woman outside of his family."

At the end, he added, "My eldest sister-in-law has a bad temper. If she finds out that my eldest brother is talking to a woman casually outside, he will be punished when he returns. Princess, if you have any questions, just ask me. I am not married yet, so I don't have to observe male ethics!"

Hu Hetixiang looked at Lu Xiaofeng's expectant face and glared at him fiercely, feeling indescribably lost in her heart.

She looked at her maid and asked in her native language, not understanding, "Married men in Sheng Country can't talk to other women?"

The maid shook her head, indicating that she didn't know and had never heard of it.