The most beautiful daughter-in-law of space peasant women, Shanlihan

Chapter 1249

Standing on the tower, Princess Helan looked at the carriage gradually going away in the early morning mist, her eyes became more and more dazed and sad.

He left anyway, without hesitation, without any hesitation.

When she rescued Qin Han from under the city gate, she went through so many winds and rains along the way, whether he finally forced the palace to seize the throne, or joined forces with Qin Han, she never blamed him.

Because compared to that cold blood relative, this man is the happiness she wants.

She knew that at this point, there was no other way but to surrender, but she wanted to use this letter of surrender in exchange for a marriage.

She is confident that she is no worse than Lin Qiaoyun in any aspect, but in the end, she loses completely.

"My lord, it's time for us to go back." Behind him, there were footsteps and the sound of armor, and the man in uniform knelt in front of him.

He Lan smiled wryly, and the cloak on his body was flapped by the wind, "Abulu, get up, don't call me that, the Huns no longer have a king."

"No." The young soldier still insisted, and the three-dimensional facial features made that perseverance more impressive, "You will always be my king, and my loyalty to you will remain unchanged throughout my life."

Forever stays the same...

Those four words were so powerful, but seemed insufficient in weight, He Lan's mouth dropped coldly, and he brushed past him, "Don't make promises that cannot be fulfilled lightly."

A lifetime of the same... Ridiculous.

The Xiongnu surrendered to the Great Qin and signed an agreement on friendly exchanges, which also included that the Great Qin would help the Huns to survive the severe cold every winter.

It has to be said that people are realistic after all. In the face of survival, the interests of any country and nation can be left behind.

At the beginning, the Huns were still worried about the surrender and rejected the Qin army on the territory.

However, with the help of Daqin for several consecutive winters, the Xiongnu lived a full life, and the people gradually accepted the title of dependent territory.

He Lan became the first female king in the history of the Huns, and she was also a king with no power at all. She even had to go to Daqin regularly to worship the emperor and offer tribute.

But she also led the people of the Huns into a new era of prosperity. In this life, she did not intend to get married. Whether it was family or love, they were quickly worn away by time and disasters when she was young. She devoted herself to the people. Wellbeing, get carried away.

One day, when she found that she had white hair on her forehead and wrinkles around her eyes, she remembered vaguely that she seemed to be old.

The self in the mirror is no longer young, her skin is dry and sallow, and there are spots on the corners of her eyes. She is no longer the high-spirited time when she was 20 years old. She suddenly closed the mirror with some fear, afraid that she would think about it again I will remember that time and the people in that time.

"My king, I'm here to pick you up to the palace. The courtiers are waiting." A man's steady voice came from outside the house.

He Lan hurriedly left the dressing table to open the door, and saw a man in military uniform kneeling on the ground with his head bowed, as if he had never changed. At that moment, she suddenly became flustered, "Abulu, look up, look Look at me."

The man was startled, followed the instructions, raised his eyes and looked over, his face was also wrinkled, but his eyes were still so determined, "My king, don't be afraid, I'm here."

He Lan's heart immediately relaxed, and a smile slowly appeared on her face.

Fortunately, you are still here.

(End of this chapter)