Traveling into ancient literature, killing the male protagonist and succeeding

Chapter 58 Kill the Emperor and Become the Queen Mother (58)

In Dayan, Nanyue was probably the one most familiar with the Rouran King. Since he was going to stay in Shengjing for a few more days, Nanyue naturally had to do her part as a good host.

Now is the season when golden osmanthus flowers bloom, and there happens to be a tall osmanthus tree in the courtyard where Seti lives.

It was a clear and cool autumn day, so the two of them sat in the yard drinking tea and chatting.

In the past few years, although Seti often sent messages to Nanyue, when he really faced her, he was suddenly speechless...

He looked at the woman in front of him. She was not wearing complicated palace clothes today, nor did she have any makeup on her face, but she was incredibly beautiful and irreplaceable.

In the past few years, even as the king of Rouran, he has never met a woman like General Yue...

Seti picked up the teapot and poured her a cup of milky white tea.

"General Yue, you probably rarely drink milk tea after you returned to Dayan, right? This is what I made this morning. Try it. How does it taste? Is it different from what I made back then?"

Nan Yue picked up the teacup and took a sip of the milk tea. It was smooth and salty, but with a sweet aftertaste that warmed her stomach...

Seti looked at her nervously. After a few years, he had become much more mature and stable, but facing her, he was still a little at a loss.

It's like going back to my teenage years.

"Not bad." Nan Yue said softly, without answering his next question.

After all, she has forgotten what the milk tea tasted like back then. She has lived for a long time and she doesn't remember many things, let alone something as trivial as the taste of milk tea.

Of course, this doesn't mean that her memory is bad.

On the contrary, she now remembers clearly the details of the fight with the monster when she was three years old.

She just didn't think it was necessary.

Instead of wasting memory and time on unimportant people or things, it is better to remember more knowledge and skills for cultivation.

If she remembered all the big and small things, then she would have too many things to remember after living for so many years.

In the process of spiritual practice, the most important thing is to have a calm mind.

Seti's eyes were filled with nostalgia, "I remember that year, it was a cold winter, General Yue and I...oh, and General Su, we were also like this, sitting at the table, drinking milk tea, and discussing plans."

Unfortunately, the journey was too long and he couldn't bring fresh goat milk. He could only ask the kitchen for cow's milk and then cook it himself. The taste was still far inferior to what he drank in Rouran.

"General Yue, thank you. The cold winters in recent years are not scary at all." Seti said suddenly.

Since the start of trade with Dayan, the people of Rouran have had winter clothes to wear and no one has frozen to death in winter anymore.

Nan Yue understood what he meant, "I have my own selfish motives, you don't have to thank me."

She just didn't want the Su family to fight on the battlefield again.

Rouran will get better and better, and Seti's efforts are the most important.

A king who cares about his people will always lead his people to live a good life.

"I also have selfish motives. At first I just wanted to use you, and even wanted to kill you. I'm sorry..." Seti felt a little embarrassed, but still told her the truth.

He took the risk to cooperate with her because he didn't want the throne to fall into the hands of others.

"I know." Nan Yue curled her lips and said, "Everyone has selfish desires. You don't have to feel ashamed. In fact, I never regretted cooperating with you because you are really a very responsible king."

The woman's voice was very calm. Seti's heart was shocked, his heartbeat quickened again, and his cheeks began to heat up...

He stood up in panic, "General Yue, wait a moment!"

After saying this, he left the yard...

Nan Yue was a little confused and continued to drink her milk tea...

Not a moment later.

Seti came back.

He walked up to Nan Yue holding a pony in his hand.

"This is Yaya's child. Yaya is a red horse with the purest royal bloodline."

The foal was completely black, but its four hooves were snow-white. It blinked its big, clear eyes and looked at Nanyue curiously.

Nan Yue could see that this horse was considered top-notch in the world.

Seti patted the foal's head and continued, "I heard that your horse, General Yue, died on the battlefield, so I gave you Yaya's child."

After he knew Yaya was pregnant, he wanted to give the pony to her. It was for this pony that he delayed for so long.

Afraid that she would not accept it, he clenched his right fist and placed it on his chest, bowed and saluted, "Yesterday's gift was presented by Rouran to Dayan, and this foal is presented by Seti to General Yue."

Nan Yue touched the pony's head and didn't bother to be polite with him. "I'll take the pony. Thank you."

Seti took the opportunity to talk to her about raising ponies...

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Qili was taken on a stroll by a palace lady-in-waiting, who introduced the Dayan Palace to her responsibly.

But she became a little impatient. She only wanted to meet the Emperor of Dayan and didn't want to know the history of Dayan!

But whenever she asked the maid where the emperor was, the maid always replied with a smile that the emperor was busy and it was inconvenient to disturb him.

She knew that she would not be able to see the emperor if she followed the female official, so she ran away when the female official was not paying attention.

But the Great Yan Palace is too big...

It is much larger than the Rouran royal court.

So she grabbed a palace maid and asked in the not-so-standard Dayan dialect, "Where is the emperor?"

The maid shook her head and answered honestly: "I don't know either."

Qili frowned irritably, "How come you don't know!"

She saw that the female official was deliberately making things difficult for her and not allowing her to see the Emperor of Dayan!

Qili looked at the towering palace wall next to her and felt like she was about to get lost...

As she walked through the palace gate, she suddenly felt a pain on her forehead and bumped into someone.

The person who came here didn't expect to be bumped into, and the things in his hands fell to the ground...

Qili covered her forehead and didn't even look at who it was. She cursed directly: "You don't have eyes!"

"It was obviously you who didn't pay attention." It was a clear young boy's voice.

Qili looked up and saw a boy about fourteen or fifteen years old standing in front of her. He was about her age and his appearance was not that of an ordinary person.

The boy was handsome, the third best-looking Dayan man Qili had ever seen.

The young man squatted down and picked up the scattered rice paper on the ground. Guessing that his identity must be extraordinary, Qili took the initiative to talk to him, "I am the princess from Rouran..."

"I see it."

"what?"

The boy rolled his eyes mentally, "Your clothes. And your accent."

Qili said "oh" awkwardly and asked him, "Where are you going?"

After picking up the rice paper, the boy ignored her and walked straight past her.

"Hey!" Qili hurriedly caught up with him, "Do you know where the emperor is?"

"I don't know." The boy was still indifferent.

Qili said affirmatively: "You must know! Tell me now!"

"Why should I tell you?"

"I am a princess! The Rouran King's sister!"

The young man stopped, looked her over, and said with disdain, "Are all the princesses of Rouran as rude and noisy as you?"

Qili was stunned. It was the first time someone said that to her. She said angrily, "You are going too far! Is this how you treat guests in Dayan?"