Chapter 49: Stunning Beauty Incites Jealousy

  Although I got up early today, I've been busy saving people and searching for others, and it's already past the third watch. However, Wang Rong is still not up yet, standing outside the Duke of Qi's residence, muttering to himself in the quiet alleyway.

  Kui Luo was the concubine of King Rong, deeply loved by him. According to the etiquette of the Xuan Dynasty, she and Qing Sang went to the residence of Gulie'ai, the queen consort of King Rong, to pay their respects. Yesterday, Qing Sang had only heard her voice but not seen her in person; today, upon seeing her, he found that she was indeed as gentle as her voice suggested, with a warm and kind face, soft-spoken, without any airs, except for looking slightly older than expected. He estimated the queen consort's age to be around 40 at most, but she looked more like over 50 years old; perhaps it was due to the harsh environment here that made her look older.

  Guliya saw Qing Sang and was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Qing Sang to be so stunningly beautiful. When she heard that Qing Sang had come to pay her respects as the empress dowager, Guliya was moved to tears and grasped Qing Sang's hand, saying what a good child Qing Sang was. This left Qing Sang perplexed - wasn't it normal to pay respects to one's elders on the second day after getting married? Did she need to be so emotional about it? But these weren't important, what was important was that she had to hurry and tell Rong Wang about what happened in the morning. So, Qing Sang took advantage of the situation and, while the empress dowager still had a good impression of her, quickly told her about what happened.

  Guliyaer listened and seemed unshocked, only saying send a few people to collect the body.

  Qing Sha couldn't accept this casual attitude and directly asked: "What about the person responsible for the incident?"

  Guliya sighed and said, "Foolish child, those are all brave warriors of our tribe, fierce and skilled in battle. They are the king's treasures. If they commit some small mistakes, the king will not blame them."

  Qing Sang felt indignant, what was meant by "making a small mistake", so many people died and it's called a small mistake? Just as she was about to erupt, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind. The Empress Dowager was reminding her of her position in the heart of King Rong. As the king, he could casually give away people, which meant that her identity as the Princess of Xuan Chao didn't even have a bit of status in his eyes? If so, then others would be even more neglected. Therefore, wanting King Rong to handle things fairly was probably just a foolish dream.

  Qing Sang could only kneel down and thank her: "Thank you, Empress Dowager. Then I'll trouble you to send some people with me to bury those men."

  Guliya saw Qing Sang and was immediately impressed, liking her very much. She patted Qing Sang's hand and said: "You're truly a clever and kind child, it's rare that you treat the servants with such kindness and respect, what good fortune!"

  Fu Xi Qing forced a smile and slightly curled up the corners of her mouth.

  Qing Sang continued: "I beg my mother to let the servants who came with me return together, those people who died unjustly all came to this northern border with me, now that they have met with this disaster, I want to personally see them buried"

  Guliya nodded and said: "You two go to Princess Jialuo's place to pay respects to your father, I have selected capable people waiting at your mansion."

  Fu Xi Qing also felt that it should be so and retreated from the Jiaoluo Mansion first.

  The harem of the Rong king is different from that of the Xuan dynasty. In the Xuan dynasty, children followed their mothers, but here, mothers follow their children. Generally, when a queen of the Rong king gives birth to a son, she will be granted an independent palace and her mother will live with the child, of course, this only applies to boys.

  When Qing Sang knew about Bei Rong's situation, the first thing that came to her mind was that this king of Rong had other sons, so why would he still want to find his missing son by all means. Maybe it's just a father-son nature, when a child is lost, which parent wouldn't be anxious? Qing Sang thought innocently like this.

  Afterwards, Xiqing waited for a long time in this Luofu Mansion.

  "Prince Da Ge, Princess Jia Ming, King Rong has risen. Come with me." A middle-aged man wearing a dark green robe and a leather hat, with a goatee, walked over and said

  "What a nuisance! Coming to my mansion so early in the morning, disturbing my rest." A delicate and charming female voice came from inside the hall, presumably that of Princess Jialuo.

  "Shh, stop shouting. Weren't you eager to see what the princess of this mysterious dynasty looks like? Well, they've delivered her right to your doorstep for you to take a look." By the sound, Qing Sang knew it was King Rong.

  "They say that the women of the Xuan dynasty are beautiful, but the dozen or so beauties sent over previously were nothing special. I wonder what's different about this princess." Jiao Luo said disdainfully.

  Qing Sang hesitated upon hearing this, thinking that Jiao Luo was not an easy person to deal with and wondering if she could control herself from conflicting with her when they went in. Looking at Fu Xi, seeing him staring blankly at the ground without any expression, Qing Sang suddenly felt ridiculous - Fu Xi's age could be her son's, at this time, she should think of a way out for herself, take charge and make decisions, how could she rely on Fu Xi?

  Thinking so, he no longer hesitated, took a deep breath, and followed the guide into the inner hall.

  Qing Sang is a person of the Xuan dynasty, and she has never been willing to kneel down to the Northern Rong people. However, at this moment, she knows that a good Han person does not take advantage of the current situation, so she forces herself to suppress her discontent and quietly kneels down to pay respects to King Jie Luo of the Rong. But Fu Xi is standing, only bowing slightly towards King Jie Luo, and merely greets him verbally without even paying respects.

  "King, this Da Ge is really too rude! You must stand up for me!" Jiāo Luó glared at Fú Xī, pressing her body against Róng Wáng's, and said with a pout.

  Qing Sha stole a glance and saw such a scene, listening to Jiao Luo's nasal voice that couldn't be heard clearly, only feeling goosebumps all over the floor.

  "Alright, alright, Dage, you just pay your respects to Queen Xiluo." King Rong's words told Xihe to bow down, but his tone wasn't severe.

  Qing Sang looked up and saw King Rong patting Jialuo's buttocks, startling Qing Sang to quickly avert his gaze and look down at the ground instead.

  Fu Xi looked at Jialuo's face with a mixture of fear and disgust, silently bowing his head.

  She turned her head away with a scornful pout.

  "What is the princess doing with her head down all the time? Is she not allowed to be seen?" Clauro mocked.

  Qing Sang furrowed his brow and nodded: "The princess is radiant, others dare not glance sideways."

  Kuluo was very pleased with this flattering remark, and smiled contentedly, saying: "That's right, all the women of our Muerdai tribe are beautiful, and I am the most beautiful woman in Beijiang."

  I've seen thick-skinned people before, but I've never seen anyone with skin as thick as this.

  She slowly raised her head to look at Jialuo, although she had stolen several glances just now, but didn't really get a good look. This time, looking straight at him, she felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart. This woman who claimed to be the most beautiful in Beirong couldn't be described as beautiful, only as stunning. Her heavily made-up face was full of color, but her eyes seemed pale and lifeless. Qing felt that this was just a soulless, beautiful body.

  When Qing Sang looked at Jiao Luo, Huo Ran and Jiao Luo were stunned. They did not expect that Qing Sang would be such a stunning beauty. The beauties sent by Xuan Chao were also seen by them, the most beautiful one had made Huo Ran infatuated for a long time, but now seeing Qing Sang, they knew what it meant to have a heaven beyond the heaven.

  Today's Qing Sang wore a crimson-colored gathered skirt, white jasmine faintly blooming on both sleeves, long black hair tied up in a loose cloud bun, casually wearing a silk flower, slender waist not even a grasp perhaps having rushed to save someone early in the morning, with two natural blushes on her cheeks, making her look even more delicate and moving.

  Jialuo saw the beautiful and stunning Qing Sang, and also saw Huorou staring blankly. She felt a surge of jealousy, turned around and walked to Qing Sang's front, circled around her, looked her up and down, front and back, then walked to Qing Sang's face, stretched out her hand, and reached towards Qing Sang's face with her long fingernails painted with bright red nail polish.

  "What are you doing?!" Suddenly, Xiu Hei beside her stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Luo's slender wrist.

  "How dare you be disrespectful to me!" Kalo shouted angrily, Shu Xi's force made her voice tremble with pain.

  "What do you want to do with the princess?" Xú Xī glared at her, his eyes full of disdain.

  "I, I can do something... I see her beauty, want to touch..." Jiāo Luó's mouth twitched with Fú Xī's increasing force, that look made Qīng Sāng want to laugh but didn't dare, that subtle smile at the corner of his lips, made Huǒ Róng's mouth water almost drop down.

  "Cough, cough, Dag, you can't be so rude to Queen Kuro," Huo Ran's soul finally returned with Kuro's painful cry, and while scolding Fu Xi, he walked in front of Qing Sang.

  "Alright, alright!" Huo Ran said two "goods", making Fu Xi and Qing Sang both vigilant. The Jialuo who had just struggled out of Fu Xi's hands coldly stared at Qing Sang, and after Huo Ran said the two "goods" again, that gaze was so cold it could kill people.

  "The princess of the Xuan dynasty is knowledgeable and reasonable. Although our tribe has never had the custom of paying respects, the princess still came early to pay her respects to me, the king. Good, haha!" Huo Ran laughed, but his eyes never left Qing Sang's face.

  Isn't there a rule? Why did the Grand Consort still let Fu Xi and herself come to the Ji Luo Mansion to pay respects to the King's wife. The sixth sense of Qing Sang suddenly felt that the Grand Consort, Gu Li Ai, had an ulterior motive for doing so.

  Fu Xi also furrowed his brow, he had only been to Beijun for a few days, and every day he was pulled by the Beijun warriors to drink, this custom didn't have a chance to figure out it seems that there really is no such rule, otherwise Huorong should have waited with the Empress early on, but the Empress just now not only didn't mention it, but also urged them to come here why?

  Fu Xi and Qing Xuan exchanged a glance, both seeing the doubt in each other's hearts, but soon they returned to their normal state without revealing anything.

  Taking advantage of Huo Ran's good mood, Qing Sang told Xue Fu a color, and Xue Fu understood tacitly. He briefly told Huo Ran about the miserable thing he found in the morning.

  Huorou heard this, and with a cold smile, said nothing. Next to him, Jialuo snorted, "It's just a few worthless maids from the Mystic Dynasty and some things that are neither male nor female, what's there to regret?"

  Fu Xi listened, glaring at her fiercely. Qing Sang was also burning with anger, but she knew this wasn't the time to lose control. She suppressed the sorrow and resentment in her heart, humbly saying: "I have married into this household, I am a person of the prince's household, and when I die, I will be a person by the prince's side. The people who serve under Father's command are also Father's people. It is only right that they should attend to Father's mighty generals. However, they left their hometowns, yet were unable to enjoy even a moment of Father's benevolence. This is already pitiful. I only beg of Father to let them rest in peace."

  Huorong glanced at her, "Heh heh" chuckled twice and said: "You know that's good. Moreover, what evidence do you have to prove that it was General Hakka and others who did it? Maybe it was your own people who rioted and let Zhalu take a few people to bury them. Last night was his arrangement, no matter who did it, he is also incompetent, let him make up for it."

  Fu Xi had not mentioned that there were survivors, and now Qing Sang saw Huo Rou thinking he was dead, which made him angry, but he couldn't do anything about it. He could only endure it. Qing Sang knew that even if they had the testimony of Chang An and the palace maid, it would be useless, and would instead bring greater disaster to the few people left behind. Enduring was now the only solution.

  Qing Sang still wanted to say that the Empress had arranged for someone to go over, but thinking again about the Empress's actions, he felt that there was something not so simple hidden in this matter. At this time, it was better to say less. So Qing Sang did not mention seeing the Empress, and also suppressed the matter of asking about the whereabouts of those dozen or so women sent by Xuan Chao.

  Everything must be done with caution, Qing Sang warned himself.

  Fu Xi and Qing An were just about to leave when they suddenly heard a loud "slap" sound, followed by the angry curses of Jia Luo: "You cheap goods, are you trying to scald me to death?"

  "Calabaza is dead, calabaza go cook another bowl"

  Qing Sang didn't want to bother with Jiao Luo's tantrum, but the two words "water chestnut" made her involuntarily turn her head to take a look. She saw a woman wearing a blue long gown with two braids kneeling on the ground, covering her face and crying, with a puddle of sheep's milk on the ground that made Qing Sang feel nauseous.

  "Let's go!" Fu Xi didn't want to stay any longer and pulled Qing Sang's hand as he called out.

  Qing Sang didn't dare to look anymore, and turned her head to follow Fu Xi. (What will Qing Sang do in Beirong? What kind of storm will two rookie spies who have never received training stir up in Beirong? Please continue to pay attention to this book, and please collect and recommend it.)