Ning Chen was shocked and furious, but while he was furious, he was more helpless.

If anyone else had done this, he would have left without hesitation and turned against him completely, except for Changsun.

Just like an elder who makes a marriage that he doesn't like, he can do nothing but anger and helplessness.

If an elder is wrong, he is also an elder. She thinks it is right, that is right.

In Changsun's opinion, it may be natural to decide on the marriage for him, and he did not think that there was anything wrong, and even this was an inevitable thing.

Changsun is his only elder in this world, and he must have her consent to marry him in the future.

However, no matter what, he still hopes that when Changsun makes a decision for him, he can tell him in advance, don’t decide everything just because you are an elder?

Changsun's strength has become a habit. Under his virtuous and gentle appearance, what is hidden is a domineering heart. He saw it very early, so he has always been a little afraid of Changsun.

However, it is precisely because of this domineering attitude that Changsun even ignored Emperor Xia's attitude and protected him again and again.

Changsun is already invincible and thinks it is whatever he thinks. In this regard, no one in the world is as good as him.

He dared not resist, nor could he change Changsun's idea, so he could only try to change Aman.

Moreover, he must resolve the matter as soon as possible. Now the people who are familiar with the matter are limited to the few people in the Man Royal Palace. It is still too late to regret it. Once the matter is spread, it will be really troublesome.

Although the Man Dynasty is not big and cannot compare with Daxia, it is an independent dynasty after all. As a princess, Aman has dignity above everything else.

Getting married is a matter of two people. If you regret marriage, you can do it alone. There will always be someone who is slapped in the face. He is thick-skinned and doesn't care.

Outside the other courtyard, the maid blocked the road, and Ning Chen couldn't get in, but he had to get in.

"I have something important to see your princess, please let me go." Ning Chen turned his wheelchair and wanted to force his way into the palace.

"Young Master, you really can't go in." The maid was a little anxious and stopped Ning Chen, but refused to let him in.

"Red Candle, let him come in." At this moment, a nice sound came from the courtyard, crisp and pleasant, without any impurities.

"Yes, princess" Hongzhu bowed and said respectfully, then turned his body to the side and no longer blocked him.

Ning Chen turned his wheelchair and pushed open the door of the middle room. He saw a pretty girl sitting at the table. On the table, a bright red wedding dress was lying quietly, while the girl was carefully embroidering every peony flower on the wedding dress.

"I heard that women in Central Plains should embroider their own wedding dress before getting married, so that they can have a happy life."

Ning Chen, who did not look up at him, was still focused on the embroidery in her hands. She had just studied for a while and was still not very skilled.

The peony flowers are beautiful and blooming as bright as blood. The blood-sucking heart of the flower has not yet dried up completely. The girl's fingers are slightly red, but they are still embroidered silently without any trace of spirit.

Ning Chen felt a little painful, and he couldn't bear it, but he was even more cruel. In the end, he made up his mind and spoke, "Princess, we are not suitable."

Aman looked up, a hint of surprise appeared on his pretty face, and asked, "Don't you want to marry me?"

"kindness"

Ning Chen nodded in a heavy mood. He really couldn't deceive this kind girl anymore.

Aman put down the bright red wedding dress in his hand, stood up, and immediately said, "I'll go and tell my father to cancel the engagement."

It’s easier to say without any slight sluggish words, without any anger or dissatisfaction, just a simple message.

Aman's straightforwardness surprised Ning Chen, but after the surprise, he felt more distressed. He knew that he still hurt this sincere girl.

He never wanted to owe favors in his life, but he owed a love that he would never be able to change from Aman.

Aman stood up and walked outside the house. When he passed by Ning Chen, he stopped slightly and said softly, "You asked me before if you like you, I didn't know at that time, but now I know, I like you."

She couldn't make things difficult for him, and if he didn't want to, she wouldn't marry.

"well"

Ning Chen felt heartbroken and couldn't speak out. Why did fate always make people so foolish?

The red wedding dress on the table was slightly supported by the breeze, and a faint fishy smell came from the breeze. The barbarian girls were never good at needlework, and the same was true for barbarian princesses. How could everyone in the Central Plains have embroidered their wedding dress?

The peony flowers bloom, facing the breeze, as beautiful as blood.

You can see that every needle of embroidery is painful for you, you can see that the peony will be born for a lifetime, and someone will wait for you.

She will eventually find the person who is willing to love her and wait for her.

They have no chance in this life, and they do not expect to be with each other in this life, and they do not expect to see each other in the next life.

Ning Chen left, closed the door, and the floating wedding dress slowly fell down.

On this day, Aman went to see the Barbarian King and asked to cancel the engagement. The Barbarian King was shocked and immediately furious. The king's order was like a mountain, how could he change it just by saying that it was changed?

However, Aman insisted that no one could shake anyone's mind, and the Barbarian King could not do it.

The Barbarian King had no choice but to look at his favorite daughter and finally had to compromise.

It is impossible to cancel the engagement. Although this matter has not been announced to the world, there are still a few people who know that it is impossible for him to slap himself in the face, but he just promised to postpone the marriage date.

Although this delay is a long way off.

The Man King didn't know what medicine Ning Chen had given his daughter, which made Aman repeatedly compromise. While he was angry, he couldn't help but feel very unhappy. As expected, he still didn't like the people of Central Plains.

Aman is a pearl of the Man Dynasty palace and is highly respected. Therefore, the attitudes of several palace maids in the Man Palace who knew the inside story suddenly became unfriendly to Ning Chen and Prince Yan.

Regarding the postponement of the marriage, Prince Yan just glanced at Ning Chen calmly and said nothing. Since the matter was a foregone conclusion, there was no need to stay. They simply wrote a letter to inform Changsun and the two were ready to leave.

This time, the Barbarian King naturally had no intention of leaving anyone behind. Because of Ning Chen, he had no good expression on Prince Yan.

Before leaving, Aman stopped Ning Chen, who was about to leave in front of the door of the courtyard, and asked seriously, "Would you like to take me to the Central Plains?"

Ning Chen was slightly stunned. Before he could answer, he heard Aman speak again, and said with a hint of deep sadness: "As a friend"

"Can!"

Next to him, Prince Yan suddenly interrupted his mouth lightly, answered Ning Chen without authorization, and then stepped away, leaving the space for the two of them for the time being.

Ning Chen sighed lightly and nodded. He no longer had the right to refuse anything else.

Aman showed a smile on his face, clean, simple, that's all.

The next moment, Aman took out the wedding dress from the bag behind him and whispered, "The wedding dress has been made. Can I wear it for you to see once?"

This was her last wish before leaving, and from then on they will be friends.

Ning Chen was silent, without refusal, and turned his back silently, leaving the room behind him to Aman.

Aman entered the house and walked out soon after. At this moment, the whole world seemed to have lost its color, only the beautiful red color.

The wedding dress is as bright as blood, the girl is as beautiful as a flower, and is so perfect, with peonies, but it is not as beautiful as the girl's beautiful smile.

Soon, Ning Chen turned around and left, and Aman also took off his wedding dress and followed with a smile.

The wedding dress was left in the room in the courtyard. A tear spread quietly and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

...

In Kitajobahara, war horses neighed, and the snow that had been on and off for more than three months finally began to melt. Winter went and spring came, which meant that the war was about to begin.

In the handsome tent, Fan Lingyue sat in front of the desk and quietly watched one letter of information after another. She was still wearing light blue clothes, embroidered with different patterns, simple but not without any dignity.

The young general was passed into the commander's tent and was respectfully waiting for the military advisor's order.

"When will the third prince of Daxia return to the palace?" Fan Lingyue looked at the information in her hand and asked without raising her head.

"It should take two days to report to the military advisor," the young general replied.

Fan Lingyue frowned slightly and said nothing. Although it was a bit slow, she was still expected that the emperor in Daxia would not live long and would eventually find a person on the ladder.

The death of the Eighth Prince is the best reason for the princes to return. Even the third prince, who was sent by Emperor Xia, will definitely seize the opportunity to rush back from the battlefield on the southeastern border of Daxia.

Now, the eldest prince and the tenth prince have returned to the palace. Just waiting for the third prince and one person, the four kings gathered together.

"Send people to assassinate, but only failure is allowed, not success," Fan Lingyue ordered.

"yes"

Although the young general was puzzled, he still respectfully accepted the order. The military advisor would not be wrong. He just needed to respect the order and follow it.

The young general left, and Fan Lingyue finally couldn't help but coughed violently, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of her mouth, dyeing the envelope in front of her red.

Her health is getting worse and worse, and she must seize the time as much as possible.

Assassination of the Third Prince of Daxia is the fastest way to incite the conflict between the three kings. Let’s not talk about the eldest prince for now. Now the conflict between the Third Prince and the Tenth Prince has no possibility of ease due to the death of the Eighth Prince. Regardless of whether the Tenth Prince has the idea of ​​assassinating the Third Prince in his mind, this assassination will be attributed to him.

As long as Daxia is no longer a monolith, she will have many ways to slowly expand the crack until this invincible thousand-year-old dynasty completely collapses.

Thinking of this, Fan Lingyue couldn't help but sigh softly, how great would it be if God could give her another ten years.

She thought of Ning Chen, the boy who looked very similar to her, looked kind-hearted but was actually extremely cold, deceived the world and deceived her.

Unfortunately, although she wanted to kill him several times, she failed in the end.

After the movement of Daxia Imperial City, it can be seen that the protection of Daxia Queen's protection of him was too great, and she actually sent him out of the imperial city herself, and even the Xia Emperor could not do anything to the capital.

In the Great Xia, the queen's influence was unparalleled, not even inferior to that of Emperor Xia. The Changsun lineage produced two Wuhous, whose foundation and strength were by no means comparable to other powerful people.

It is indeed a very troublesome thing that the dignified Queen of Daxia insists on protecting someone.

Now that Ning Chen has Prince Yan again, it will be even more difficult to attack him.

The reason why she was so desperate to kill him was not that there was a grudge between them. She just didn't like the existence of any variable, and this variable also had a weapon that anyone feared.

She was not sure whether the things that had blown upside down in Zhengqi Palace could be made in large quantities, but if she was not afraid of ten thousand, she would be afraid of anything beyond her control. Therefore, Ning Chen would never keep it.

We must find some ways to pull him out of Prince Yan...

(ps: Thanks for the 200 rewards in the second half of the year. The little trumpet shouted and continued to write. There is still another chapter!!!)
Chapter completed!