The young princess PK charming prince

The Mongolian princess looked at Nangong Xiu with a smile: "I don't know... The prince welcomes me?"

"... welcome!" Nangong Xiu said something against her heart under the hint of Bing Ying's eyes.

The pear vortex on the lips of the Mongolian princess smiled again, attached to the ear of the Mongolian king and whispered a few words in Mongolian, which made the Mongolian king "ha ha" laugh.

Looking south, he congratulated, "my daughter... I really can't take her... Let her go. I'll annoy the crown prince these two days!"

Nangong Xiu shook her head and said, "the king of Mongolia is kind! You and the princess are guests far away. Naturally, I want to treat you well!"

Bingying and Jingjing look at each other and change a smile.

Both of them knew what the Mongolian princess would represent when she went to the prince's house this time.

But they didn't say it clearly. They didn't know the details. They could only follow Nangong Xiu, who agreed with them. They couldn't help laughing and shaking their heads and sighing helplessly.

Nangong Chen looked at several people's eyebrows and eyes. He didn't understand the meaning, but he was in a good mood.

Ha ha said with a smile: "come in and watch the program. Come on, go pack up the common things for Princess Qimuge and send them to the prince's house first!"

"Yes!"

After someone answered, he went down.

The party began, just some traditional song and dance programs.

The Mongolian Princess sat next to the Mongolian king.

Holding his arm intimately, they laughed constantly.

At the time of the seventh program, the king of Mongolia smiled and said, "my daughter has prepared a dance for you, especially in order to get to the middle school. Listen to it!"

The crowd nodded. After being polite, they saw that the field was quiet and began to sound the melodious sound of the horse head piano

Singing sounded, the outside was snow-white, but on the stage inside, a pink shadow appeared slowly.

Only your young figure is constantly rotating and changing the posture of your body.

The figure is like snowflakes falling from the sky, dancing so naturally.

But this snowflake is fire red.

I saw her after a dance full of exotic customs.

The song sounded slowly: "under the moon, Sansheng agreed to worship the red candle, and the emerald quilt is not afraid of the cold. Even if the frost is heavy, Sansheng agreed to warm his heart... Ah... We also met and sprouted, and you and I agreed to worship the red candle..."

The song is beautiful.

It was as if in a secluded valley, the slowly flowing spring water flowed to the pond with the sound of curling Ding Dong.

Crisp and pleasant, exciting.

However, her lyrics and songs are so sad

It's like the missing lover has left.

Bing Ying wondered, this Qimuge is Mongolian, how can it be so profound Chinese?

The lyrics match the intonation and dance very well.

It doesn't look like western songs or dances are used to match the lyrics.

She wrote your lyrics herself?

Bing Ying can't help wondering if she can write such profound lyrics herself?

Or did someone write it for her?

When she sang, she didn't see anyone. She looked affectionate and sad, as if she were dancing on an unmanned stage without a lover.

Look at the people, because she is so beautiful and moving posture.

As well as the sad pace and song tone, I can't help wondering if she is very sad because she has lost her lover?

But... Who is her lover?

"Make a fool of yourself!"

She sang a song and was a slight blessing to the people.

The people who were still in a daze understood and recovered from her singing.

It also disrupted those wishful thinking just now.

"The princess is really worthy of her reputation. It's really not simple. The dance is good, the song is better, and the lyrics are... It's really meaningful!" Nangong Chen applauded first. Everyone responded and clapped together.

The Mongolian King's face was careless and beautiful, and there was a moment of stiffness and ugliness.

But it was also in line with Nangong Chen's words. He was polite.

Qimuge bowed to the crowd and stepped back to change his clothes.

Bingying clearly saw the tears in her eyes and the sad eyes when she retreated.

She doesn't understand.

Looking at her attitude towards Nangong show, it seems that she likes Nangong show and is very interested in Nangong show.

Considering Qi Muge's character, Jingjing believes that she has definitely investigated Nangong Xiu's character and deeds long ago.

Is it true that her lyrics are specially written for Nangong Xiu?

But... There are no deep feelings. There are only likes and interests. It is impossible to write such vivid and moving lyrics

Bing Ying is more confused.

The next banquet was also absent-minded!

Fortunately, the party soon ended.

Several people took the Mongolian Princess back to the prince's house.

Nangong Chen also gave them a lot of things. In the carriage, three women sat together. Nangong Xiu rode outside alone, just holding a cold sweat

Far away from the palace gate, Bing Ying looks at Jingjing and seems to be distracted.

And its wooden lattice is probably not much better.

When her mind turned, Jingjing secretly blamed her for her distracted singing just now.

He smiled at Qi Muge and said, "by the way, princess, you write the lyrics very well. I don't know... But is there a master to teach?"

"Shifu, what Shifu?" his wooden lattice and Jingjing seemed to have just recovered, looking at Bingying.

Bing Ying said with a smile, "the lyrics of the song you just performed are very touching. I don't know... Who taught you, or... Did you write it yourself?"

Qimuge looked gloomy for a while: "this is written by my brother in Mongolia!"

"Your brother?"

Qimuge nodded: "my brother, the prince of Mongolia, loves my brother most!"

Bing Ying's heart filled with a trace of strangeness. She just thought that the brother wrote such a sad tone about commemorating his own or lost lover. Without asking any more questions, she stopped pestering on this topic.

Just gave Jingjing a hint in her eyes.

Jingjing has already discussed with Bing Ying. Just now, it was because she was distracted. At the moment, she was hinted by Bing Ying's eyes. Naturally, she understood what it meant.

"Elder martial sister, I have just come from the western regions, and the princess has just come from Mongolia. You master, where are you going to take us these two days?"

Jingjing gives Jingjing a satisfied look and looks hesitant.

Smiled at them, pretended to hesitate and asked, "I don't know where you want to go?"

Then he looked at Qi Muge and said, "I don't know where you've been in the capital these days?"

Qi Muge's attention was immediately attracted, and a beautiful smile appeared on his young face: "the king's father and the emperor have not allowed me to go out these days. They say it's snowing heavily. They see either this or that every day, and... No one takes me!"

Bing Ying's eyes lit up and said with a smile, "so... Where do you want to go? But where do you want to go?"

Qimuge said with a smile, "I'm new here. Where do you know what's fun and what's not? Why don't you... Take me around the bustling capital!"

After hesitating for a moment, she smiled and said, "by the way, I want to go to the Tianxiang restaurant and eat Beijing roast duck!"

Jingjing and Bingying looked at each other quietly and said with a smile, "OK, I'll take you around tomorrow, go to Tianxiang restaurant and eat Beijing roast duck!"

Qi Muge nodded: "well, it's the new year in two days. I want to buy more things and stroll more!"

Bingying and Jingjing looked at each other again and said with a smile, "yes!"

After having dinner in the evening, Jingjing rested early.

Qimuge suddenly changed her room. She couldn't sleep for a while, so she came to Bingying and asked her to chat with her.

Bingying had to ask someone to invite Jingjing. The three girls surrounded the fire and seemed to forget their positions. They chatted with the snowflakes outside.

The more they talked, the more they found out and speculated.

There is a posture of regret meeting later. Jingjing and Bingying come from the same era. It's OK to say, but Qi Muge has the same ideas as many of them.

For many of them in this era, they agree with their incredible ideas.

It's probably because Mongolia attaches great importance to the status of women. It hurts her daughter more than her son, which has a certain relationship.

So her thought is very avant-garde.

Bingying and Jingjing are even ready to give up the idea of dealing with her.

After an eye contact, Jingjing took the initiative to be a bad man and asked Qi Muge, "in fact... Listening to you, you are inseparable from Mongolia, your king's father and brother. Why are you willing to be a little boy of others and leave your hometown?"

Qimuge looked gloomy because of Jingjing's words.

Jingjing and Bingying have a bad secret. For fear that she will be unhappy, they think they are deliberately setting their own words.

Who knows, she sighed all her life and put down the jujube cake she was eating.

He said earnestly, "because the king father doesn't want war... We Mongolia can't have war anymore!"

After her long sigh, her silk fan eyelashes blinked gently, and her water mist eyes were full of sadness.

I'm afraid anyone who sees it will not have the heart and will be sad for it

What Jingjing and Bingying don't understand more is... Her attitude towards Nangong Xiu.

Jingjing took a deep breath, summoned up courage to look at her and asked, "so... Do you really like Nangong Xiu? You want to marry him all your life!"

Qimuge said: "at least not, the other princes... I don't see any of them! Aren't you Central Plains people popular with three wives and four concubines? So..."

She paused, looked at Xiang Bingying and said, "you have a good sister and you have a good husband. I can see that you don't want to invite me as a guest at all. Nangong Xiu has no interest in me, but I have no way. If I have to marry Zhongyuan, then... Nangong Xiu is my only choice!"

It's so open.