Qing Yun was brought back to the Dulong tribe by Xin Daer.
Along the way, Sindal kept a straight face.
Qingyun was very worried, because of her today, the emperor of Daxing escaped, and it was such a good opportunity to catch him. Of course, it was also because she said that she liked Ling Chen.
This elder brother loves him in every possible way, but he does not allow himself to marry the emperor of the enemy country, even if it is a marriage.
She was on horseback, with Sindar a little ahead of her. Her left foot was still in severe pain. After walking for a while, her foot hurt and she walked slowly.
But this time, my brother didn't wait for her at all.
It seems that he is really angry.
Qingyun's Yun Palace is inside the Dulong Clan Hall, very close to her mother's Changsheng Hall.
Xin Daer got off his horse at the gate of the main hall, and watched Qingyun's horse slowly approaching from afar.
Qingyun stopped, her ankle hurt, she got off the horse clumsily, and when her foot hit the ground, she grinned in pain.
Sindal just looked at her indifferently. In the past, he would definitely run over and hug her down.
In front of her closest relatives, Qingyun felt her feet hurt so badly that she looked at Xindal with tears in her eyes.
Xin Daer did not soften his heart, he waved, and two guards carrying sedan chairs came over.
"Send the princess back to Yungong."
"No, I'm going to see my mother first." Qing Yun knew that he would definitely go to pay his respects to his mother.
"Then carry the princess to the Long Temple." After finishing speaking, Xin Daer walked ahead without looking back.
Qingyun cherishes his mother and elder brother very much.
She hastily got on the sedan chair and followed behind her brother.
When they arrived at the gate of the Long Temple, their mother, Concubine Shengxue, was already standing at the gate waiting for them.
Concubine Shengxue has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, with big eyes and a big face. The corners of her mouth are always curved upwards, which is very pretty. Her eyes are also brownish-yellow, and her complexion is slightly dark. Sindal's eyes and skin resembled his mother's.
Qing Yun felt that she did not look like her mother at all. She often looked at herself in the mirror and felt depressed. Although this skin was good-looking, but her skin was fair and her face was delicate. She did not inherit her mother's face at all, so she always felt regretful.
Mother said she looked like a grandmother. Maybe, she didn't know what her grandmother looked like anyway.
Qingyun limped off the sedan chair, and his mother came over to support her distressedly, "How did you do this?"
With a sore nose, Qingyun leaned against his mother and acted like a baby: "Mom, my ankle is sprained. It's swollen like a wild boar's waist."
Mother lifted her skirt and took a look, "It's indeed very swollen, hurry up, send the imperial doctor to come and have a look."
Xindal didn't look at her, greeted his mother, and went back to his hall.
Qingyun turned around angrily and followed his mother into the inner room.
The imperial doctor applied medicine to her ankle, and she resignedly did not want to go back to her palace.
"Mother, brother is angry with me." Qingyun sighed.
Concubine Shengxue smiled dotingly, "Why is your brother really angry with you? Every time you bully him, he pretends to be angry, and he will be fine soon."
"No, no, this time I was really angry. Because, I, I fell in love with his enemy." Qingyun got up and looked at his mother and said.
"who is it?"
"Emperor Ling Chen of Daxing."
Concubine Shengxue's face froze, "That is indeed his enemy. He is the only person he regards as an opponent."
Qingyun lowered his head. She loves Ling Chen, and she also loves her mother and brother. Although she has only known them for more than three months, the love they gave her is something that she does not have in her memory.
That kind of family affection is different from that of her grandfather and uncles, and different from that given to her by her former father, Lan Jingtian.
It was the first time she tasted such a heavy love, that kind of unconditional love from the bottom of her heart. This is different from the relationship between men and women. It is not as strong as love, but it is more reassuring and longer-lasting than love.
"Does it have to be him?" The concubine asked Qingyun.
"He saved me twice. Besides, my daughter thinks that marrying him might prevent a war. I don't want Beiyi and Daxing to be enemies forever." Qing Yun said.
"For matters between countries, don't worry about your brother. You just say, do you really like him? The emperor of Daxing already has a queen." The concubine looked at her worriedly.
"His queen, probably won't wake up." Qing Yun said in a low voice. Aunt Meng said that the Resurrection Pill that Ling Feng gave to Lan Ling would allow her to live for three years. It's been two years. The Qingyun Token has been protecting Lan Ling. After taking off the Qingyun Token, Lan Ling's aura will disappear... ..
Concubine Shengxue put her hands on Qingyun's hair, "There are so many good men in Beiyi, why did you fall in love with the emperor of Daxing? You married and couldn't be a queen. Daxing palace rules are strict, and it's hard for you to live happily .”
"Mom, I fell off my horse last time and forgot a lot of things in the past. This made me understand that many things are beyond my control. We need to know our heart, know what we want, seize what we have now, and do what we want. What I want to do. I love my mother and my brother, I want to share my worries with my brother, and I don’t want people to be displaced because of the war.”
Concubine Shengxue's eyes were clouded, "Son, you have a heart. I will find a chance to discuss it with your brother."
For dinner, Qingyun ate in his mother's palace. Mother sent for Sindal, but Sindal did not come until very late.
Qingyun was so hungry. Sneaked a few pieces of mutton.
While her mother was not paying attention, she secretly took out the mutton in the middle of the plate, and rearranged the plate again, so that the much lower hole in the middle could not be seen. But before she retracted her hand, Xin Daer stepped in.
Qingyun put her hand on the plate, she was a little embarrassed, and blinked at Xindal, who glanced at her and looked directly at his mother.
Qingyun lowered his head with a guilty conscience, he didn't know if it was because he liked Ling Chen, or because he didn't wait for him to eat, in short, he was guilty.
Sindal sat down beside his mother.
He gently served his mother with vegetables and soup, as if nothing had happened. I don't even look at Qingyun, as if she doesn't exist.
Qingyun couldn't take it anymore, he ate his dinner hastily and went back to his cloud palace.
The most severe punishment is to pamper someone to the bone, and then give her endless neglect.
In Yungong, the tall maidservant is named Xiaojing, and the petite maidservant is named Xiaoyan.
Seeing Qingyun coming back, Xiaojing happily ran up to hold her back.
"Princess, you are finally back, you scared the slaves to death!"
They are very close, like Lan Ling and Li Xia.
"Is the princess coming back for the Condor Festival?" Xiao Jing asked her,
"Condor Festival?"
Seeing Qingyun's bewildered face, Xiaojing said in surprise: "The princess will not forget the Condor Festival, right?"
Qingyun didn't know what the Condor Festival was.
"Every year on April 18th, our clan will go to the top of Dulong Mountain to worship the dead heroes and feed the goshawks. Does the princess remember?" Xiaoyan said.
"Oh." It turned out to be a sacrifice to the undead.
"Should I join in too?"
"Of course, the concubine has already sent the princess's costume." Xiaojing said.
During dinner, I didn't hear my mother and elder brother talking about the Condor Festival, so Qingyun didn't take it to heart.
Early the next morning, Qingyun was called up.
"Why so early?" Qingyun's sleepy eyes were hazy.
"Princess, wash up quickly, the princess has already urged you."
Qingyun looked at it before calling for the time.
"It will take another hour to go to Dulong Mountain. Hurry up, princess." Bang Chui was in a hurry.
Qingyun put on that gorgeous white sacrificial attire, and a white muruohua wreath on his head. Long hair hung behind her head.
When Qing Yun came out, he saw Xin Daer glanced at her, saw her getting into the sedan chair, Xin Daer rode forward and walked forward.
Dulong Mountain Qingyun has climbed countless times. She has loved mountains since childhood.
On the top of the mountain, there are densely packed white round mound graves.
Qingyun found that on the right side, there was a lonely tomb.
This solitary tomb is far away from the tombs of the Shenlong clan, standing far away in the bushes. No one offered sacrifices, and the grave was covered with weeds.