The princess has no moral principles, why did you provoke her?

Chapter 162 The Tibetan Princess Enters the Imperial City

Leng Jiuyuan handed the tiger talisman to the emperor, and everything was fine for the next three months.

On this day, the capital city was extremely lively.

A group of people were walking in the street, and the streets were filled with people on both sides. It was the first time they had seen such a scene.

"I heard that the princess of Tubo is coming to marry the two countries, and they are here in the blink of an eye," said one person.

"I have never seen a Tibetan princess before. I must see her beauty this time," said another person.

Leading the way in the procession were some lamas, who were carrying two long copper trumpets, about seven or eight meters long, and two burly men were blowing them.

People beating drums and blowing trumpets followed closely behind, and for a while the sound of drums and music was deafening.

Next came some lamas in monk robes, with yellow cockscomb hats on their heads, chanting scriptures.

Following them were some people wearing strange costumes and masks, who were dancing as they walked.

The two people in front were wearing yak head masks. It was more like the inside of a yak head was hollowed out, dried, and put on the head, which was no different from the real thing.

They were covered in black yak skins, looking like two yak spirits.

Some people in the back wore deer heads, some wore Tibetan antelope heads, some wore leopard heads, and so on.

Next came some people wearing masks of various gods, Buddhas, ghosts and monsters, each of them baring their fangs and claws, jumping and dancing.

There were two sedan chairs carried by eight people in the team, with two people sitting in them.

One was the Tibetan king Ali Zangbu, and the other was his beloved princess Dunzhu.

The Tubo king was a little fat, his clothes looked tight, he had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a broad face and a square mouth, and he kept waving at the people.

Sitting in the sedan chair at the back was Dunzhu. She was wearing a red dress and had a smile on her face from time to time.

She had a cheerful personality and was very excited to see the cheering people, so she also waved.

A woman said, "Look, that's the Tubo princess. She's so beautiful. I wonder who she'll marry?"

Another woman echoed: "Either marry the emperor or marry the prince. She has been sent here, so she must be married off anyway."

An old man narrowed his eyes and said, "The emperor has many concubines, and he has no children, so she can only marry his brother.

I reckon the Prince Regent has only one principal wife, so I might marry her."

"No, the Regent is a man of both civil and military abilities. If a woman gets close to him, he will have her crippled.

Ordinary people are not worthy of his attention. This princess is marrying the regent and will probably die soon."

The princess heard all these words.

She didn't know the prince of Dongqin, but for the sake of Tubo, she had to come.

She muttered, "Prince Regent, I, Dunzhu, will marry the best man in the world. Since you are so powerful, I will choose you."

Her eyes lit up, and then the corners of her mouth curled up, and she had a plan in mind.

When the procession arrived at the palace gate, a guard ran to the imperial study to report, "Your Majesty, the Tubo King has arrived, and he is outside the palace gate, bearing gifts."

Leng Xiaoran put down his red brush and said in a deep voice, "Everyone else go to the post station. Tell the Tubo King and the Princess to wait in Huayang Palace. I will be there shortly."

The guard walked out quickly, and Leng Xiaoran smiled: "You came quite quickly, Ninth Brother, this princess is the great gift I prepared for you. Let's go to Huayang Palace."

The Tubo King and Princess Dunzhu arrived at the main hall, and the Emperor arrived just as they sat down.

Leng Xiaoran sat firmly in the middle, his voice carrying a touch of friendliness: "King Tubo, thank you for your hard work on the journey."

The Tubo King said in a gruff voice, "For the sake of peace on the border and the generations-old friendship between our two countries, I must personally escort my beloved daughter here."

Leng Xiaoran smiled faintly: "The Tubo King is so sincere, Dong Qin will definitely not invade Tubo.

The princess is young and can choose an outstanding man for herself.

Of course, I ascended the throne at a young age, so the princess can only marry my brother."

The Tubo king was very satisfied with these words. He did not want his daughter to marry the emperor.

The emperor has three thousand beauties in his harem, full of intrigue and deception, which is not suitable for the simple Dunzhu.

He asked, "Among the emperor's brothers, who is the most outstanding?"

Leng Xiaoran thought for a moment and replied, "The Regent is the most outstanding. He has been through many battles and is invincible.

It's just that he is very devoted, and there is only one princess in the palace, not even a concubine.

Compared to those princes who have numerous wives and concubines in their backyards, it’s a lot less troublesome.”

The Tibetan king asked again, "What does he look like?"

Leng Xiaoran said confidently, "He is handsome and well-mannered."

Dunzhu stroked a strand of hair behind her ear with one hand, her face slightly red, a little shy, "I will marry him."

The Tubo King laughed and said, "Emperor of Dongqin, I only have this one daughter, and she's spoiled rotten. I'm sorry to bother you."

Leng Xiaoran had a smile on his face. This was the result he wanted, otherwise he would not have written a letter asking Tubo to send a princess to marry.

“I do admire Princess Dunzhu’s free and easy nature, but the Regent Princess is jealous, and there can only be one mistress in the palace.

Princess Dunzhu's marriage path is still blocked."

Princess Dunzhu was also used to being domineering. She stood up and said, "Whatever I, Dunzhu, want, I will definitely get it."

Leng Xiaoran advised: "If you want to marry into the Regent's Palace, you must first win the princess."

"I know what to do," said Dunzhu.

The emperor added, "The Tubo king has been exhausted from the journey; he should rest for a day.

The day after tomorrow, I will welcome you in Huayang Palace.

The princess has made up her mind and will choose a husband on that day."

Leng Xiaoran was discussing border affairs with the Tubo King again...

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Regent's House

Ye Qingyan is more than seven months pregnant, and her belly is particularly big, just like someone who is about to give birth.

She checked and found out they were twins, both boys.

She only told Leng Jiuyuan about this matter, and even Feng Yi and the others didn't know about it.

She has been teaching Feng Yi and Hua Ling'er how to perform caesarean sections, and sometimes lets them do it themselves while she watches from the side, just so that when she gives birth herself, she can let them perform the surgery.

She also checks once a month to see if the child is suffering from oxygen deprivation and provides oxygen in time, otherwise the child will have poor memory.

Leng Jiuyuan supported Ye Qingyan as they walked in the courtyard. He didn't have to go to court, and the emperor's side was much quieter, so he lived a relaxed and comfortable life.

"Princess, please sit down and rest for a while."

Ye Qingyan sat down obediently: "You don't know, when I sit for a long time, the children start to get naughty. Maybe they are uncomfortable too."

At this time, An Yi came over and clasped his fists: "Master, the Tubo King has brought Princess Dunzhu to marry. There is news from the palace that they seem to be coming for your sake."

After hearing this, Leng Jiuyuan's face turned stern: "He really can't stand seeing me doing well.

I was thinking, Tubo and Dongqin have always kept to themselves, so why would they send the princess all the way here to marry?

I think it was that person's doing. I will never take a Tibetan princess as my concubine."