The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

As the Wanshou Festival approached, envoys from various countries came to the capital, and the capital was extremely bustling.

The Imperial College gave its students a holiday, so Su Qiruo finally had the opportunity to travel around the capital city in the past few days.

The Si family also let Si Qianling leave the house and let him stay with Su Qiruo.

"Sister Aruo, you eat."

Si Qianling frowned and stuffed the candied haws to Su Qiruo, not wanting to eat it anymore.

People out there are all liars, saying that something sour and sweet tastes good, but it’s obviously so sour that it makes your teeth fall out, and you can’t taste the sweetness at all.

He doesn't want to eat it.

Su Qiruo didn't despise it. She took it with a smile and took a bite of the hawthorn. To her, she had eaten everything, the most sour and bitter, so this was nothing.

All of the daughters of the Su family grew up in hardship, and the children of the aristocratic families in Beijing will never understand.

Su Qiruo hasn't been shopping like this for three years. Although she is much more mature now, she is still a child at heart and can play with Si Qianling.

"Let's go eat drunken goose for lunch today. Third sister said the drunken goose at Yingxianju is the best!"

Si Qianling was a little excited. It was a rare opportunity for him to go out of the house and he wanted to have fun, especially with the person he loved.

"it is good."

Su Qiruo would agree to whatever Si Qianling said, and her temper was impeccable.

The young boy was already somewhat arrogant, and he was delighted to be spoiled like this, and he held his head even higher.

"Be careful!"

Su Qiruo pulled the young man who almost fell into someone else's arms behind her and looked up at the group of foreigners.

When Su Qiruo saw clearly the attire and appearance of those people, her face instantly darkened and murderous intent filled her eyes.

Si Qianling also noticed something was wrong and hurriedly held down Su Qiruo's trembling hand.

Su Qiruo tried hard to suppress her anger, and then she pulled Si Qianling past the group of foreigners. And those people also noticed the young man and woman just now. It was hard to ignore their appearance.

One of them frowned and looked at Su Qiruo's back for a long time, until his companion called her, then he strode away.

"Those are Tatars?"

Si Qianling had never seen a Tatar, but he had read descriptions of them in books.

"That purple-dressed woman is the third princess of Tatar, and she is also my enemy."

Su Qiruo had already calmed down, and there was no anger on her face when she answered Si Qianling's words.

The third princess of Tatar, Namirenjie, was the one who secretly colluded with the fourth princess of Northern Yan, Huangfu Danqing. The eldest princess of Tatar also died in the battle three years ago.

The eldest princess died as the heir, and the third princess was the beneficiary.

After all, everyone knows that the second princess of Tatar is a sickly person and will not live long.

"But wasn't it the Tatar princess who led the troops to the battle of Yuchuan Pass?"

Although Si Qianling was not familiar with state affairs, he knew some inside information.

Su Qiruo gave Si Qianling a meaningful look: "So the princess is dead!"

Si Qianling was speechless, but soon understood the twists and turns.

"It turns out that the Tatars are not stable either!"

"In previous years, the Tatars only sent envoys to deliver gifts for the birthday celebration, but this year they sent an heir. This must be something special."

Su Qiruo called Su Yun over, whispered a few words to him, and Su Yun left immediately.

Si Qianling knew that Su Qi had important matters to deal with, so he just sat there obediently and didn't disturb him.

At night, the Su family's secret guards sent a message that Nami Renjie went to Chunfeng Tower. Half an hour later, the fourth princess also went there. Both of them stayed overnight and are still there. (End of this chapter)