Books, clay people, a shattered nine ring lock that was glued back together, the manuscripts that Qi Yan left behind when he stayed at the Princess estate, and...that stick of old ink.

The blame could only be placed on the trickery of fate: you Highness, before things are done, just let us become friends then.

Nangong Jingnu and Qi Yan were truly a fine match. It was just a shame that the element for Qiyan Agula, the Prince of the grass plains, was a life of heavenly river water. Water and fire cannot coexist. There is no rest until death...

In the past, Shifu had taught Qi Yan before; by piling corpses into mountains, by making rivers out of blood, that is how she can take revenge for the destruction of her kingdom, the genocide of her people.

Although one of a modest background, you are excellent in both character and learning; talented and attractive. I have a beloved lawful daughter, the Zhenzhen Princess, of fourteen years, yet to be betrothed. I have decided to have the Zhenzhen Princess to you.

They clapped their palms together; the contract was sealed.

The wind was bitterly cold. All things have turned bleak. Yet Nangong Shunu's heart was colder than this winter day.

'And here you boasted that you read a lot of books; there are some things that even I know as a tribeswoman, yet the great Zhaohua Princess doesn't know? How would you know that two women can't have anything, have you tried before?'

Nangong Jingnu could only watch as Jiya sat down next to Emperor Father's side openly. Her heart felt clogged up and the frame of her eyes reddened: that's Empress Mother's seat.

I must take the life of the most respected Princess of Wei kingdom as tribute to Xiao-Die, to Kayin, and to all of the innocent children who lost their lives on grass plains.

This embrace was warm and safe. It seemed to have a faint fragrance of grass too. She...really likes it.

Your Highness, how great would it be if you were not born in the Nangong family? If so, perhaps we could truly become friends. It's just a shame that your surname is Nangong...

This subject, only follows the will of your Highness.

The Zhenzhen Highness, before Agula takes your life, I will surely do everything that I can to let you live happily...

Qi Yan feared that Xiao-die would forget what this gege of hers looked like after such a long time. Only this tattoo passed down by the Qiyan family could help them recognize each other.

Okay, dear readers, sweet fellows. Get ready, your LESS-BE-AND-S are here! Rejoice, young ones! Your prayers have reached the Tiān! Two Qǐng Jūn Mò Xiào's titles... WILL BE AVAILABLE IN ENGLISH TOO!!!!!!!! "Female General and Elder Princess" and "Clear and Muddy Loss of Love"!

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