Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife

Under the hijab, Mu Yunyao slightly bent her eyes, and when she heard King Yue's firm voice, her anger gradually dissipated, replaced by a strong warmth: "Okay, let's finish the wedding first." Wedding is a lifetime event, She didn't want to leave any regrets. The matter of those people in northern Xinjiang framing her will be settled later.

Princess Beijiang's heart trembled, her hands under her sleeves were tightly clenched into fists, and the scene when she saw King Yue for the first time involuntarily flashed in her mind. The border of the Dali Dynasty was smooth in other places, but on the west side of Guangdong, the Northern Xinjiang iron cavalry, which was invincible in her eyes, dared not step forward.

At that time, she was very puzzled, and kept asking Brother Wang. Brother Wang's face was serious, and he looked in the direction of western Guangdong with deep eyes and said, "Because there is a person there."

After listening to it, she was even more puzzled: "We have hundreds of thousands of cavalry in northern Xinjiang, and each of them can be one of the ten. Are you afraid that one person can't do it?"

As soon as the words fell, he saw a black horse galloping out from the border of western Guangdong. The horse was as fast as lightning, as if it was surrounded by thunder, but the figure on the horse was clearer and sharper than the lightning. She had never Having seen such a majestic person, even the emperor brother she most admired was far inferior to him.

Since then, she has been paying attention to the news in western Guangdong all the time. Seeing the huge changes in western Guangdong in a short period of time, and seeing that man looks like a cold star from the beginning to the end, she thought he was like a ghost on the high mountain on the border. Snow, no matter how time passes or seasons change, it is always cold and snowy, and it will not change, but he doesn't want to, when we meet again, he smiles at a woman like a spring breeze.

King Yue and Mu Yunyao saluted face to face, completing the last step of the wedding.

The officer of ceremonies looked at the man from Beijiang who had a livid face but did not dare to speak, and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart: "Li Cheng!"

King Yue raised the corners of his lips, and helped Mu Yunyao lift the hijab, looked at her unparalleled beauty with a smile, then held her hand, and turned to look at the people in Beijiang: "Now I and Wen Xianjun The lord is already married, she is my concubine, you can talk to me if you have anything to do."

The officials in Northern Xinjiang looked at King Yue's deep and cold eyes, and secretly gritted their teeth in anger. King Yue has been stationed in Northern Xinjiang for many years, and it can be said that they know the prince of the Dali Dynasty the most. The more they know, the more they are afraid , because too many northern Xinjiang cavalry died in his hands, and every stroke is a lesson of blood.

Although Western Guangdong is nominally the land of the Dali Dynasty, the area is icy and bitterly cold, and the land is vast and sparsely populated. People from northern Xinjiang can gallop on it at will, as if entering a land without an owner, and often even pass through Western Guangdong to harass Yuxi City.

It’s just that all this ended when King Yue was entrusted to the west of Guangdong. Except for the first two years when he recuperated his body and lacked control over the west of Guangdong, in the next few years, no matter how many iron cavalry he sent over from the west of Guangdong, he never set foot on it again. The land in western Guangdong was later beaten back several times, forcing the northern Xinjiang cavalry to retreat steadily, losing a lot of cattle and sheep.

Many senior envoys couldn't help shivering when they saw King Yue's appearance. At first they thought that the prince was young, and coupled with the difficult conditions in western Guangdong, the troops stationed there couldn't even eat enough. Once frightened, the army will be defeated. Who knows that King Yue not only integrated the army, but also forcibly trained a group of sheep into a group of wolves.

That battle in Northern Xinjiang was a terrible loss, and many soldiers were captured. The Yue King directly ordered the heads of the captured people to be cut off, and rolled down the hillside to the feet of the Northern Xinjiang Iron Cavalry, that is, after that battle Therefore, northern Xinjiang no longer dared to easily invade western Guangdong.

Some envoys couldn't hold back their breath: "King Yue, we have just made it very clear that Princess Wen Xian forced the sixth prince of my northern border to stay in the Dali Dynasty by means of deception and use. If we don’t take our Northern Xinjiang seriously, we are provoking the majesty of our Northern Xinjiang. If Princess Wen Xian doesn’t give us an explanation, then our Northern Xinjiang will definitely not let it go.”

King Yue's expression was indifferent, and he laughed mockingly when he heard the words: "You, an envoy, can make decisions on behalf of Beijiang?"

The face of the envoy who spoke changed, and he looked at Helian Liluo for help.

Helian Liluo nodded, her voice was a little stiff: "The meaning of this envoy is the meaning of Beijiang."

The sarcasm in King Yue's expression became stronger: "Not to mention that my concubine doesn't even know who the sixth prince you are talking about is, even if she knows, even if she deliberately used him, what can you do?"

Helian Liluo's face was full of anger: "His Royal Highness, are you despising our northern border?"

"Didn't you just keep saying that this king's concubine deceived and used your sixth prince? This kind of behavior is already despising Beijiang. After being despised for so long, you should take it lightly. Why don't you listen to me? Is there such a big reaction? This king heard that northern Xinjiang is now a mess, the people are not returning, and epidemics are everywhere. The royal family only knows to enclose land and occupy pastures, regardless of the life and death of the people, so that the people are full of complaints, and the national strength is seriously declining. That’s why I sent envoys here, hoping to get back the prescription for curing the plague, so as to calm the hearts of the people, I don’t know if I’m right?”

There are many tribes in northern Xinjiang, and the management is very loose. It is not as strict as the Dali Dynasty. This situation has given him great convenience. The caravan he sent into northern Xinjiang was not just about earning money, it took so long for him to learn about northern Xinjiang.

The envoy who had spoken provocatively before now turned pale, and couldn't stop looking at Helian Liluo, not daring to look at King Yue at all.

The officials around who came to watch the ceremony showed thoughtful expressions. If things are really as King Yue said, then there will be excitement to watch. Maybe they can take advantage of the turmoil in Northern Xinjiang to take advantage of the opportunity to swallow up some territories in Northern Xinjiang. For so many years, Beijiang has taken advantage of Dali Chao, and it is right to get some back.

Helian Liluo's heart trembled, his face was ashen, and a trace of timidity flashed in his eyes: "His Royal Highness Yue, just now my envoys in northern Xinjiang spoke a little too much, it's really because we have been looking for Sixth Brother for a long time, and suddenly heard the news, He actually became a subordinate of Princess Wenxian, and it was difficult to accept it for a while, so he spoke indiscriminately, and the words were too intense..."

The current situation in northern Xinjiang is indeed not optimistic, so she can only give in first, otherwise, following the words of King Yue, if they continue to fight tit for tat, it may be that the two countries are fighting each other. Although the Dali Dynasty was at a critical moment for the succession of the throne, its national strength was far from comparable to that of northern Xinjiang. Once there was a war, they would suffer.

The officials of the Dali Dynasty smiled faintly. They looked at the mocking expressions of the envoys from Northern Xinjiang. They were thick-skinned. If you deny what you say, it’s different from eating what you spit out. Tsk tsk, really Not particular enough...