Prince Allure: Marry a Black-bellied Little Xianggong

Chapter 190 [Shallow Shame] The prince's sinister eyes
The nobles of the palace and the ministers of the court all went to welcome the eldest princess.

It can be seen how important her identity is in the court.

The emperor and empress looked very happy, but Feng Qianxia noticed that the prince's eyes were a bit dark.

She and Dugu Shang also rode horses and stood in the center of the crowd, but they were not ignored.

As she grows older, her stunning appearance always attracts everyone's attention, and Dugu Shang beside her is also smiling gently, and the two of them have become the focus of the journey.

Before the eldest princess appeared, the people watching were talking about them one after another.

Feng Qianxia was thinking, could it be that they stole the crown prince's limelight, so he was unhappy?
Just thinking about this, he saw the prince suddenly turned his head and shot straight at her. That look, which was half a smile but not a smile, was actually a bit like watching a drama.

For some reason, her heart suddenly skipped a few beats.

The bangs on the forehead were brushed up by Nu'er, she habitually stretched out her hand, but only touched a small round bead.

At this moment, the sound of horns sounded, followed by the sound of drums.

One after another, she heard the emperor laughing and said: "Yan'er is back, my daughter, I haven't seen her for a year, I don't know how she is now?"

The queen also smiled beside him, seeming very sincere.

"When Yan'er writes letters, she always thinks about her father, this time, I'm afraid she wants to fly to your side, Your Majesty."

"Well, Yan'er is the most sensible."

The emperor nodded, and rushed out of the city gate as soon as he hit the horse first. The queen followed closely, and behind him was a group of royal nobles.

From a distance, I saw a neat army galloping towards this side.

The sound of horseshoes, the dust kicked up, the continuous sound of drums...

Feng Qianxia felt that she was watching a movie, and she was lucky to be in it.

When the first black horse rushed in, she couldn't help but widen her eyes, feeling excited about such a scene.

Sure enough, as she had imagined, the woman was wearing a tight armor.

She didn't wear a helmet, and her black hair was also dressed as a man, but she looked more chic and unrestrained. With a long sword on her waist, she raised her whip and ran towards this side quickly.

(End of this chapter)