I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

Chapter 297 Farewell

The situation unfolded exactly as Chu Mingzheng had described. The younger brother of the deceased Xiongnu Zuoxian King, a full brother from the same mother, joined forces with several major tribes to protest, leading to a stalemate between the two sides on the grasslands.

To protest the Xiongnu Khan's move to the Central Plains and to protest the marriage of Princess Dasheng to the Xiongnu's Great Consort. Due to the internal instability of the Xiongnu and the need to unify the country, Jin Yiluo had no choice but to compromise and break off the engagement.

Rumors were flying around that Princess Anhe, who was about to be married off to a foreign prince in the capital, was carrying the emperor's eldest grandson. To save the royal family's reputation, the emperor did not try to stop the marriage.

It was even announced to the outside world that it was Dasheng who took the initiative to cancel the engagement.

As an apology, Jin Yiluo still gave the two cities of Jiuyuan and Yunzhong to Dasheng.

After receiving the news, Lu Mingyang thought for a while and then rushed to the Hun embassy in a rage.

"You heartless man, what's the difference between you and that bastard Prince Ningyuan? How can I live with you?"

Lu Mingyang smashed things here and there, crying and making a scene in Jin Yiluo's room. Jin Yiluo stood there, looking at her guiltily, "burning, killing and looting."

"Yang'er, wait for me for three years. After three years, I will definitely come back to marry you."

"Three years, three years. Are you here to collect my body?"

Lu Mingyang kicked over the desk and slumped over against the beam, wailing in agony, "Why is my life so miserable? Prince Ningyuan won't let me go. He'll definitely torture me to death. I might as well just bang my head against the wall and die right now."

She looked up at the red pillar she was holding, and with a thud, she bumped into Jin Yiluo's palm. Jin Yiluo rubbed Lu Mingyang's forehead, his eyes full of heartache.

"I'll take you to him. If he doesn't treat you well, I'll chop him down right now."

"Will it work? Will it work?" Seeing that the commotion was almost over, Lu Mingyang stammered out his purpose: "Unless, unless..."

"Unless what?" Jin Yiluo asked.

Lu Mingyang gave him a shy look and said, "Unless I'm his legal wife."

Jin Yiluo frowned in confusion.

Lu Mingyang said sadly, "I know that after you leave, he will definitely beat and scold me, let me starve, and let me die miserably in the woodshed. But if I were his princess, even though he would beat, scold, and humiliate me, at least I can still breathe a sigh of relief and wait for you to come back."

"Then I will go see the emperor and ask him to make you the Princess of Ningyuan."

"Really?"

"real."

Jin Yiluo hugged the girl in front of him with heartache.

"Lu Mingyang, how dare you come here."

An angry voice was heard, and the two looked over and saw Chu Mingzheng stepping in against the light.

How did he know so quickly? Lu Mingyang was exhausted. How would she explain it later? But now, she could only feign fear and hide behind Jin Yiluo.

Jin Yiluo blocked it and asked angrily, "What do you want to do?"

"The king will take his woman home."

After so many days, Chu Mingzheng finally got the nerve to walk forward, took Lu Mingyang's hand, and walked out.

"Your Highness, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore." Lu Mingyang staggered and turned his head, screaming in fear: "Khan, save me."

Jin Yiluo clenched his fist in anger and said, "Wu Weixie, follow me into the palace."

He was determined to get the position of Princess Ningyuan for Yang'er.

……

“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts…”

On the street, Lu Mingyang couldn't keep up with the pace, and complained to him with a wronged look on his face.

Chu Mingzheng pulled Lu Mingyang into the alley and angrily said, "I must be crazy to like a woman like you."

"Then let me help you with it?" Lu Mingyang leaned against the wall leisurely.

Chu Mingzheng leaned against the wall, glaring at him: "How dare you treat me!"

Lu Mingyang smiled and put her arm around Chu Mingzheng's neck. "I'll tell you something good. Perhaps soon, the Emperor will summon you to the palace and ask you to make me his princess. You'd better pretend to be unhappy."

Chu Mingzheng had a blank expression on his face: "Is this why you came to see Jin Yiluo?"

"Otherwise, why would I come to find him?" Lu Mingyang turned his head away dissatisfied, wanting to hear him admit his mistake and comfort her, but there was no sound for a long time.

"Why, you don't want me to be your princess?"

"Of course not." He just felt a little uncomfortable. He wanted to get married, but he had to rely on another man, and he was his mortal enemy.

This feeling is so weird.

Lu Mingyang said with a smile, "I'm helping you accomplish such a big thing, so you have to promise me one thing."

Chu Mingzheng had a bad feeling: "Why are you doing it for me?"

"Of course I did it for you." Lu Mingyang began to talk about his twisted logic again: "It's you who wants me to be your princess, not me who wants to be one."

Chu Mingzheng felt aggrieved, but he couldn't utter a word to refute. He frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Let me see Jin Yiluo again."

"no!"

"Um……"

"Do not……"

What's the big deal? Lu Mingyang just stood on tiptoe and kissed her.

The night before Jin Yiluo left Dasheng, Lu Mingyang asked Ruying to meet Jin Yiluo at the back door of Chengyang Marquis Mansion. Under the moonlight, tears welled up in the eyes of both of them.

"Master, after you return to Xiongnu, can you please write me a letter every month, and I will write to you too. We can express our longing for each other."

Jin Yiluo's heart was bleeding: "Of course I want to send you my love, but it's too dangerous for you."

"It's not dangerous. I've thought it through." Lu Mingyang took his hand and stuffed a bottle of potion into his hand. "This is a special ink. The words written on the paper will only appear when it is heated over a fire. As for you, consider it a favor to Princess Jinghe. Allow her to send a letter to her mother every month. After that, you know what will happen."

Lu Mingyang winked.

"Sneak into Chencang." Jin Yiluo threw it back.

Lu Mingyang felt like he had suffered a work-related injury, and lowered his eyes and said, "Master is so heroic, I'm waiting for your return, it's just around the corner."

"Yang'er is even smarter!"

"No, I'm not smart." Lu Mingyang shook his head sadly, "I don't know, a woman can think of anything for the man she loves."

A gust of wind blew, ruffling the hems of their clothes. Jin Yiluo wanted to move forward and embrace the woman he loved. Lu Mingyang sensed his intention, turned around, leaned against the wall, and waved his hand.

"Master, please go quickly, please go quickly, Yang'er can't bear it anymore..."

"Don't cry!" Jin Yiluo turned around and left reluctantly.

Lu Mingyang listened to the footsteps disappearing and burst out laughing. If she didn't leave, she really couldn't help laughing.

No matter how funny it was, Lu Mingyang shuddered when he thought about how tense they were at that time.

"Has it been performed?"

"But you should kiss her."

A murderous voice rang out. Lu Mingyang looked towards the half-open back door. Through the crack, a pair of eagle eyes appeared, as if ambushing prey.

Who is the prey?

I'm!

Lu Mingyang was so scared that he ran away.

Chu Mingzheng took a big step forward, picked up the man, and returned to Xunyang Pavilion.

"Who, which bastard told you I was here?" Lu Mingyang wailed.