Posthouse courtyard.

The envoy posthouse in Northern Xinjiang is very large and divided into many different posthouses.

The posthouse where Yan Wulu was located was the largest and most luxurious place in Baikal City, with hundreds of rooms in total, used to accommodate the high-ranking officials of the envoys.

Most of the rest are sergeants in Zhenbei, and the northern Xinjiang royal family also specially built temporary camps for residence.

These also fully demonstrate the importance that the northern Xinjiang royal family attaches to Yan Wulu and others.

Yan Wulu had a good impression of them for a while.

Of course, if the Northern Xinjiang royal family had not been clinging to the remaining two states of Hetao and refused to let go, Yan Wulu would have always felt this way.

At this moment, there was a slight wind in the courtyard...

Zhao Lingxin is dressed in exquisite Northern Xinjiang style clothing, tied with a brocade headband, and has a slim cut. She really looks like a handsome young man.

She secretly came to Jiang Yueling, who was dressed similarly, and then slapped him on the shoulder.

"Hey, Miss Jiang family."

Jiang Yueling seemed speechless by the other party's slightly childish behavior.

But he still responded extremely politely and said——

"Your Highness Princess." Jiang Yueling's voice was very low. Although there were no outsiders here, she still tried not to be known by others.

"...Why are you suddenly looking for Yue Ling?"

"Shhhh."

Zhao Lingxin put her index finger on her red lips and continued: "...Miss Jiang family, have you heard? Yan Wulu actually brought a young woman from Northern Xinjiang to the post house yesterday."

"Yeah, I know."

Jiang Yueling said, "...the princess is talking about Miss Zhao Linglong. She was brought in by me and brother Wu Lu."

"Huh?" Zhao Lingxin looked surprised, "...you, you and Wulu Consort took her to Jinling together?"

Immediately, Zhao Lingxin suddenly noticed Jiang Yueling's name for Yan Wulu.

"Wu, Wu Lu...brother..."

Zhao Lingxin repeated it in her mouth, her expression was very complicated.

Come to think of it, if Jiang Yueling didn't have a ladylike, sweet appearance and was actually very good-looking, she would have felt very nauseous.

However, even so, Zhao Lingxin still has some strange aura——

"Miss Jiang family, why do you shout at him so...so annoyingly?"

"Uh..." Jiang Yueling was a little embarrassed to answer. In fact, she had felt quite embarrassed before.

However, after I got used to it, I found it to be pretty good.

It seems that no one has ever called the Master this way, right?

Even when Jiang Yueling was still pregnant with Jiang Rongya and Yan Dong conferred the position of "Governor-General" on Jiang Yueling in the palace, Yan Dong "accidentally" mentioned it to Jiang Yueling——

"It seems that Lu'er really likes you, girl."

"...This kind of title was used by princesses to address me in the past. Speaking of which, your personality is indeed a bit like Mengyun."

"...It is indeed the most suitable for you and Lu'er to be together."

Jiang Yueling still couldn't help but smile when she thought about it now.

She was born in the Northland.

Although I have heard about the true and undying love between King Zhenbei and Princess Zhenbei a long time ago.

However, they never expected that the majestic and solemn King Yan Dong of Zhenbei could be so gentle and tender when talking about Princess Zhenbei.

Princess Taiping Zhao Lingxin on the side saw Jiang Yueling so lost in thought at the moment and couldn't help but wave her hand and wave it in front of her eyes.

"Hey, Miss Jiang family, what are you thinking about?"

"Ah? I'm sorry, Your Highness, Yue Ling was distracted just now." Jiang Yueling apologized quickly.

Zhao Lingxin pouted, but didn't pursue anything.

Jiang Yueling continued to explain: "This title was requested by Brother Wulu before, and Yueling was too embarrassed to refuse."

"Um?!

"

Zhao Lingxin seemed to be greatly stimulated for a moment.

"This 'sex devil' does ridiculous things every day..." Zhao Lingxin clenched her fist angrily.

This period of getting along with her made her realize that the eldest lady of the Jiang family in front of her was not a bad person.

Although she is not as interesting and charming as Sister Chunhua, her martial arts skills are poor, and her equestrian skills are also useless, but... we can still get along with her.

...She is a gentle and beautiful person.

Of course, Zhao Lingxin's understanding was limited to Jiang Yueling's superficial appearance.

She didn't know that Jiang Yueling's heart was stronger than any of them. (1)

However, it is precisely because of this...

"...Such a disgusting name must have been forced by the "sex devil" to call the eldest daughter of the Jiang family such a name!"

Zhao Lingxin thought secretly in her heart.

He also thought that the eldest daughter of the Jiang family was easy to bully. If it were me and Sister Chunhua, we would definitely not listen to him!

And the "loose" woman I saw in Yaowang Valley.

She might also be forced by the "sex devil"... No, they both might enjoy it themselves!

"Damn it, damn it!" Zhao Lingxin was so angry that she jumped in her heart and murmured in her mouth.

When Jiang Yueling saw that the princess seemed to have smoke coming out of her head, she couldn't help but asked in surprise -

"Your Highness, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay. I don't blame you for this kind of thing. You were also forced by the 'sex devil'."

Zhao Lingxin continued with the temperament of a heroine: "...Next time, I will help you teach that 'sex devil' a lesson so that he will not dare to bully you. You can hang out with me from now on."

Jiang Yueling's head was full of questions...

"Forget it, forget about it for now."

Zhao Lingxin said, then turned to: "...you said before that you and Yan Wulu brought that woman from Northern Xinjiang?"

"...Where is she? I want to see if she is having an affair with Yan Wulu, the 'sex devil'."

Jiang Yueling was sweating profusely again...

She secretly felt that this princess was even more anxious than she was before.

Jiang Yueling began to miss the time she spent with Zhang Chunhua and Yi Qiuyue. They were much calmer than the princess in front of her.

"Princess, don't worry, Brother Wulu won't like that Miss Zhao."

"Huh? How do you know?" Zhao Lingxin looked confused.

"Brother Wu Lu, sometimes he is really good at it, but his vision is also very... special. He can't look down on ordinary beauties."

Jiang Yueling recalled that she turned to smile and praised Zhao Lingxin and said -

"...I'm afraid that only a top-notch beauty like you, princess, will allow Brother Wulu to pursue her at all costs."

"Hey hey hey..."

Hearing this, Zhao Lingxin suddenly felt good and said with a silly smile: "...Miss Jiang, you are quite good, although you are still a little behind this princess, hahaha."

Zhao Lingxin put her hands on her hips and continued to laugh. It seemed that Jiang Yueling's casual flattery was very useful to her.

"So, that woman from Northern Xinjiang is not pretty?" Zhao Lingxin asked.

"Yeah, not really a beauty."

Jiang Yueling said and reminded: "...But she doesn't seem to be from Northern Xinjiang, but rather from the Central Plains."

"Well..." Zhao Lingxin imitated Yan Wulu and pinched his chin.

And it was at this time that the door of the posthouse courtyard opened at the gate.

Zhao Linglong, one of the central figures in the conversation between the two women, slowly appeared.

She recently stayed with Yan Wulu's team of envoys.

Therefore, you no longer have to forge iron for a living, and you won't have to stay in that messy environment with constant dust and sparks flying around every day.

Moreover, Zhao Linglong had just washed and dressed up carefully, and put on the luxurious clothes that Yan Wulu asked the servant to send yesterday...

Her complexion is now fair, with a thin layer of powder applied, and her lips are red without any spots.

Her ink-colored hair was gently curled up, with four white jade bell hairpins inserted sideways, with a few tassels hanging down, rustling in her ears, making her look dignified but also cute and playful.

Wearing a dark red Northern Xinjiang slanted robe with golden lotus embroidered on the skirt, she is full of beauty and luxury. She wears a purple light coat with blossoming Northern Xinjiang plum blossoms embroidered on it, making her look like a fairy.

Suddenly, it was like the ugly duckling turned into a white swan.
To be continued...