Rebirth of a Lost Nation: Princess, Please Respect Yourself

Chapter 300: Planning a marriage alliance?

Seeing Gu Fan's reaction, Ning Yunxiao stopped what he was doing and said suspiciously.

"what happened?"

"It's said that the Chi tribe has also sent a woman to marry, and they're targeting you, Your Highness!" Gu Fan, hands on his hips, grew increasingly angry as he spoke, ready to pick a fight. "To put it bluntly, seeing that Shengling and Nanchu are now at peace, the tradition of hereditary marriages has been abolished, and the position of Crown Princess remains vacant, they think they have an opportunity to take advantage of it?"

However, Xuanying, who rarely spoke, felt that the Chi tribe's actions were completely reasonable.

"The Chi Clan's move likely targets more than just Your Highness; their ultimate goal is to restore their nation. In today's world, Sheng Ling is the most powerful. Anyone who can secure the position of Crown Princess of the Eastern Palace will become the future half-master of Sheng Ling. In other words, with Your Highness as their backer, even if Your Highness is someone blinded by lust, with Sheng Ling's support, restoring the Chi Clan won't be difficult."

"How could our Highness be so blinded by lust?" Gu Fan argued, then recalled Ning Yunxiao's determination to wipe out the Poxiao faction at all costs. Suddenly, he lost his confidence and muttered, "Even if he is, it's not the turn of the Chi people."

After all, in the eyes and heart of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the one he longs for but cannot get is the one.

Xuan Ying lowered his eyes. "The world has just been pacified, and Prince Xiaoping is eyeing us covetously. The Crown Princess is indeed extremely important to His Highness, and we must choose carefully."

Ning Yunxiao obviously also heard the hidden meaning in Xuanying's words. He knew that Xuanying was doing it for his own good, but he still glanced at Xuanying unhappily and said coldly.

"Since the Chi Clan has this intention, they won't give up easily. So, in the next few days, you all should be alert and don't let them take advantage of you. As for my Crown Princess, you don't have to worry about her. My Crown Princess doesn't need to be extremely rich or powerful. She doesn't need to be a talented person, she can be a simple woman with simple shoes and a bamboo basket. As long as she is, it's fine."

It’s a pity that she…will never come back.

Gu Fan and Xuan Ying fell silent upon hearing this, but Ning Yunxiao continued his instructions without much concern, "Let the Ministry of Rites take care of the reception for the envoy. The Ministry of War has been busy with various matters lately, and I really don't have the time."

What do you mean by no time? It's obvious that you don't want to give people a chance!

"Yes."

Although he was secretly complaining, Gu Fan still responded politely on the surface, turned around and went to deliver a message to the Ministry of Rites.

At this time, on the official road of Guicheng, which was still far away from the capital, horses' hooves were galloping, dust was flying, and a group of people were hurrying on their way.

On both sides of the official road, green willows sway gently in the wind, and sunlight shines through the gaps between the trees onto the winding road, casting a mottled pattern of light and shadow.

At the front of the team, a man in tight clothes, with a scimitar on his waist, looked around vigilantly.

Guards on horseback followed closely behind, and protected by the crowd was a gorgeously decorated carriage.

The golden curtains of the luxurious carriage swayed gently with the bumps of the car, revealing the delicate flower ornaments between the eyebrows of the noble lady in the car.

The noble lady's eyes were gentle, and she was lighting incense with her bare hands. Wisps of green smoke were curling up, forming a sharp contrast with the flying dust outside the car.

Beside the noble lady, a white-haired old woman snorted in annoyance, "I heard that Ye Jiayun now regards herself as the most important person by the side of the Eastern Palace. You are so calm that you still have the mind to burn incense."

The lady chuckled and raised her head, finally revealing her entire face.

The eyes of the noble lady were as clear as water, with the corners of her eyes slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible arrogance. She wore pearls and jade on her head, and the priceless ruby on her forehead caused a few strands of her black hair to slip down inadvertently, swaying gently with her luxurious clothes.

She was dressed in a gorgeous crimson dress, but she didn't look tacky at all. Dust was rising all around her, but she was the only one who was as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water, untainted by the dust.

"Manzhu, three years have passed. What's the rush? Even if Ye Jiayun says something out loud, as long as the Eastern Palace doesn't agree, she's nothing. I've had enough of gossip and know its power. Now I'm even less willing to speculate on it. Whether it's true or not, I just want to hear what he has to say."

The person who spoke was none other than Jiang Lige, who died in the Battle of Longbian three years ago.

He is also the new young master of the Chi tribe, Luo Sang.

"After so long, do you really believe that he is still the same as before?"

Jiang Lige said without hesitation, "I believe him."

"You actually believe him," Manzhu grumbled softly, lifting the curtain to glance at the figure at the front of the group, curling her lips. "Ning Yunxiao might be right for Jiang Lige, but he's not necessarily right for Luo Sang. It's better for us to have Yifeng, who's completely focused on you, and doesn't care about those other girls out there."

Yifeng is Manzhu's true beloved disciple. Manzhu wants to bring Jiang Lige and Yifeng together. I'm afraid the entire Chi clan knows it.

Jiang Lige also noticed the differences in Yifeng's attitude towards him.

She was grateful, but couldn't respond.

"As one drinks the water, only he knows whether it's hot or cold. Whether we're suitable for each other or not, Manzhu, your opinion has no say."

Thinking of this, Jiang Lige raised his eyebrows and responded jokingly, thus lightly changing the subject.

Manzhu did not continue to dwell on this matter, but instead asked another question.

"If you want to rekindle your relationship with Ning Yunxiao, we should go to Nanchu first. If we bring the Chi tribe's power under Nanchu, Nanchu will become stronger. You will still be the unattainable Princess of Nanchu, and your status will be the most suitable for him, Crown Prince Sheng Ling, rather than the young prince of the Chi tribe who needs to rely on others for support."

"Whether two people are a good match or not is never determined by their status."

Jiang Lige sighed, then smiled and shook his head, breaking down his considerations bit by bit and telling Manzhu about them.

"Whether I am noble or not has never been the focus of my consideration in this matter. What I need to consider is how the Chi Clan can make the best choice for themselves, or for the world."

Manzhu asked, "So why do you think that turning the Chi tribe into a vassal tribe is the best option?"

"The current world order can no longer accommodate the ambitions of a third country. If the Chi Clan insists on restoring their nation, their hope is slim, and what awaits them will be endless war. How long has it been since the Chi Clan left Youyuan Valley? Have they ever received formal military training? Look, what can a Chi Clan like this do to compete with Sheng Lingnanchu? Moreover, the Chi Clan was driven to destruction and extermination solely by hatred. The desire of the people in the clan to avenge their loved ones far outweighs the desire to restore their nation. If that is the case, why must they sacrifice blood to restore their nation?"

Manzhu did not comment on this point.

Indeed, rather than sticking your head out to be chopped off, it is better to be a hero who knows the times and transform the vassal clan.

For the Yu Chi people, being able to live well is more important than anything else.

"Then why not Nan Chu? Compared to the powerful Sheng Ling, Nan Chu is obviously better at negotiating terms, isn't it?" Manzhu asked again.