After returning home, the Crown Princess can no longer hide her vest!

"What's the matter? Why do you have to sneak me into the car to ask?" Yu Linlang glared at her in dissatisfaction. "I'm just a weak woman who doesn't know anything. Don't ask me about the profound national affairs. I don't understand."

Who asked you about national affairs? You look like someone who doesn't understand national affairs. Yelu Xin's mouth twitched repeatedly.

After a long pause, he asked, "Why did you accompany the prince to Jiangnan?"

"For fun!" Yu Linlang looked at Yelu Xin as if he was an idiot. "What else? Didn't you also travel all the way here? Could it be that you are not..."

Yelu Xin had no time to stop her divergent thinking, and saw the woman in front of him widen her eyes and opened her mouth, "Oh, you are not here to study, you are here to draw a topographic map! So you are visiting our Daqi territory under the guise of studying, but in fact you have evil intentions and ulterior motives."

Yu Linlang was driven out of the car. She looked at Mu Feng, Zhan Shaohuang and others in dismay while holding the baby.

Mu Zhao quickly squeezed to her side and hugged her, raised his hand to take the sleeping baby in her arms, suppressed the smile on his lips, and said, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Look, he made people angry as soon as he woke up and opened his mouth, so he was kicked out of the car and was not allowed to sit.

"She won't let me sleep." Yu Linlang was also very angry.

She didn't say anything, so why are you getting so angry?

Besides, she had slept well before and didn't say so much. It was Yelu Xin who had to wake her up and talk to her all sorts of things.

She doesn't even bother talking to her.

Besides, if she wasn't allowed to ride in it, then so be it. She didn't really need her shabby carriage.

How can a person who relies on his own ability and two legs be troubled by the things in front of him? What a joke.

"If you're tired, I'll carry you on my back." Mu Zhao persuaded her with a smile, "Let's not get angry with her, it would be irritating for ourselves."

Yu Linlang snorted and whispered to Mu Zhao, "That woman is still trying to trick me. What do you think a bunch of grassland people are doing in Pingjiang Prefecture?"

"You forgot that they admitted before that they were just passing through Pingjiang Prefecture and their destination was the same as ours." Mu Zhao whispered softly.

Yu Linlang was stunned, looked at Mu Zhao, and nodded quickly.

Yes, Princess Xichuan was confused.

They were not rushing to Pingjiang Prefecture, but like them, they were going to Guiyun Villa to participate in the martial arts leader competition.

"Tell me, why do the people from the grassland have to come and participate in our martial arts leader competition?"

Could it be that the people from the grassland want to become the leader of the Central Plains martial arts world?
Let's make a fuss!
The more Yu Linlang and Mu Zhao thought about it, the more they felt something was not right, so they temporarily put aside their doubts and continued on their way.

The crowd was very crowded, and people were pushing towards the carriage along the way, stretching out their hands to beg for food from the grassland people in the carriage.

Yelu Shanda threw down the curtain, unable to hide his anger, "How long will this last?"

The streets were lined with refugees in rags and ragged clothes, making it difficult for the carriage to move forward.

It's already afternoon, and we're moving forward inch by inch like an ant. We'll have to rely on luck if we want to get into the city before dark!
The most annoying thing is that I don’t even have time to drink water after getting ashore.

I originally wanted to eat some barbecue, but now I can only cook rice porridge in the carriage.

The people from the grassland have been eating porridge and rice porridge for days, and now they have hardly had a good meal since they came to the Central Plains!
What they didn't know was that after the rice porridge was cooked, the aroma of the rice overflowed out of the carriage, attracting more people to swallow it and stare at their carriage eagerly.

The rice porridge that these people despise is a very rare food in the eyes of refugees.

Yu Linlang glanced at the crowd. Those families with children, carrying the old and the young, were walking forward like zombies. There was a bit of numbness in their eyes, which made people feel particularly suffocated.

She has food, Yu Linlang thought, but how can she give it out without leaving any trace? It's not that she wants to be kind or anything, but these ordinary people are really not easy, and she doesn't need any reason to help, she just wants to help as much as she can.

These people fled all the way from Qianzhou. When they got here, they could almost enter the city, but it seemed like a long time away.

How difficult must this road be to walk on in ancient times? It was not like the big cement road in their experimental city, which was flat and paved with marble.

The small electric car started and arrived at the destination in no time.

In ancient times, people had to travel on foot, and a family was considered wealthy if they had an ox cart or a mule cart to transport goods.

A group of ancient people climbed over mountains and crossed ridges, and had to look for water everywhere because they could not carry enough weight. That’s why they say people are despised when they leave their hometown.

In the past, when I lived in a country village, I would till the land and grow vegetables all year round, and at least I had something to eat and drink so I wouldn’t starve. But now it’s a different story.

Yu Linlang was frowning and wondering how to help.

She really wanted to be willful and scatter food like flowers from heaven, but then she would be worshipped like a deity and would be given a headache by being made to kneel down in various ways.

With her current strength, she is truly capable of acting recklessly without regard for the consequences.

What’s the matter? Who else has the ability to snatch her space?

But it's annoying. She doesn't want to be a fairy, especially in this era when people are simple and honest and really believe that there are fairies in heaven and fairies on earth.

Once she showed her skills, she was truly deified and couldn't come down from the altar.

Yu Linlang pondered over and over, her little face wrinkled and twisted, which made the prince want to laugh.

He held her hand and was about to say something to persuade her.

The city gate in front was wide open, and a team of cyclists quickly pushed the crowd aside and drove them to both sides.

When Yu Linlang and the others looked up, they saw a master in official uniform holding his official hat and running over crookedly, bowing to the carriage without even looking.

"Your subordinate... greets the prince."

The prince was standing beside the carriage, looking at his wife face to face.

Oh, it must be the badge that was revealed when we passed the pier of the small fishing village. An officer went back to the city to report the news first.

Zhao Zilun, the prefect of Pingjiang Prefecture, bowed and saluted repeatedly without daring to raise his head.

Until I heard a voice coming from the front, "Master Zhao."

The prefect was confused. He raised his head and moved his gaze away from the carriage to the pair of beautiful people in front of him.

After being stunned for a while, he quickly took small steps forward and saluted again, "Ah, Prince, Lord Yuhu, please forgive me for not coming in person to greet you."

What's going on? The prince and the future princess didn't come by car, but walked all the way here? ? ?

Oh my god, who is sitting in that car?
Princess Xichuan lifted one side of the carriage curtain, looked at the prefect with a smile, and nodded slightly.

The prefect was confused. Who is this?
The prefect looked at the prince and Lord Yuhu cautiously, and bowed again, "You two, I will have someone prepare a sedan chair right away..."

"No need!" Yu Linlang waved her hand.

It’s just a few steps, there’s no need to go through the trouble of running back and forth!
"Okay." The prefect didn't dare to say anything, he just nodded repeatedly, "My lord, please come in, Lord Yuhu." (End of this chapter)