Anatu lifted the box one by one, deliberately revealing the head inside, "Are the princess satisfied with my explanation?"

Princess Chang'an was so scared that she could not say a word with a pale face. It was Mrs. Ding who came to her senses and said to her, "Since Lord Anatu has found the real murderer and brought the real murderer to justice, I have thanked the Lord for his strong cooperation on behalf of the princess, and also for Wen and Zou, the two noble ladies who died suddenly, are grateful to the Lord for avenging them! If it is convenient for you, please enshrine the murderer's level to the spirit of the two noble ladies to comfort the spirit of the heavens!"

No matter how you define these four heads as the murderer of the murderer the night before. First, the murder case can be solved, second, Dayin does not have to bear the charge of forcing Rouran to death, third, Anatu can still gain the reputation of destroying his relatives for justice, fourth, Dayin and Rouran can continue to maintain superficial peace, and the marriage can continue.

The people of Anatu were willing to kill him, so how could they have a dispute with Dayin about these trivial matters? They immediately sent the four heads to the mourning hall downstairs. They turned around and asked Princess Chang'an, "Since the case is over, should the princess leave as soon as possible? If she delays on the road and can't even reach the royal city in winter, we will be trapped in the grassland by heavy snow!"

Anatu's words are not alarmist. Walking on the grassland is easy to get lost. Once heavy snow starts, the thick snow covers the traces of crowd activities, and you can no longer find the migrating tribe based on these traces.

Frightened by Anatu's ruthlessness, Princess Chang'an dared not refuse to obey, and nodded repeatedly, "My lord is right, I will continue to give orders!"

"So great!" Anatu bowed with satisfaction and retreated. He successfully shocked the Dayin people with four heads, and completely cut off the intention behind the scenes to destroy Rouran and Dayin's relatives. As long as Princess Chang'an honestly entered Rouran's borders, there would be nothing to worry about!

The Chang'an Princess entrusted the funerals of Wen and Zou to the magistrate of Luochuan County, and then set off in a hurry, replacing the previous delay and picky provocation. The whole process was followed by the leading Rouran people, without any complaints.

Xu Shu was shaking all over the carriage, and the bones on her body were about to fall apart. At first, she could still bear it. After several days of running around, she had to help her get off the carriage. Gao Zhinan felt sorry for her and was helpless. She could only put a few more quilts in Xu Shu's carriage and try to prevent her from getting bumpy.

After walking like this for more than half a month, I finally arrived at the Yinshan realm. Just when Xu Shu was about to be unable to hold on, the sky suddenly began to become gloomy.

The dark clouds were laminated layer by layer, and the sky instantly faded, as if the rolling black clouds above the head with just a stretch of hand. The clouds rolled like a layer of gauze could not bear the weight inside, and were finally torn apart. The rainstorm came, and the vast world was covered in a water curtain, followed by lightning and thunder. The whole world was quieted in the midst of the tearing of lightning.

For safety reasons, the marriage delegation decided to rest at the inn and wait for the rain to stop before it came out. However, the heavy rain lasted for three days and had not stopped yet. Mrs. Ding looked at the endless rain curtain of the eaves with worry, "If such a heavy rain goes down like this, it will ruin the roadbed. How can you go next?"

Perhaps she already understood that marriage is imperative. No matter what she did, she could not change this fact, and said angrily, "If you get damaged, you will repair it. What's the big deal!"

Since Luochuan Station, Princess Chang'an has been moody. Mrs. Ding has become used to her tone. She just sighed, "If the road is broken, it will be troublesome to repair it. If the road is delayed, it will be bad if it cannot reach Rouran's royal city before winter..."

"If you can't get there, you can't get there!" Princess Chang'an muttered. She was unwilling to surrender to marry her, and was afraid of Anatu's bloody methods and did not dare to act rashly. The anger she was holding in her heart could only exude on the people around her.

Mrs. Ding shook her head helplessly. Just as she was about to step down, the Chang'an Princess stopped her, "Wait! It's been raining for three days, and everyone is bored in the house. Why not call everyone here to form a poem to relieve the boredom? Whoever has talent can take this opportunity to show it. This remote place can have a pastime!"

"Yes! I will continue to arrange this!"

Everyone was exhausted after half a month of traveling. After resting for three days, they all came to abide by. Hearing that the main Chang'an Public Works Group Poem Fighting Party and wanted to appreciate the talents of the girls, everyone who had been holding it in for a long time suddenly rushed over with great enthusiasm.

It is rare for everyone to be so interested, and the Chang'an Princess also showed some interest. "We are not having a hard time playing, so we can only use the flower as the title to keep the poems and use the ringing as the order. If the bell rings and the next sentence is ringed, it will be considered a loss. Those who lose will either have a drink or show their talents for everyone. What do you think?"

Everyone naturally agreed with a smile, and Mrs. Ding also said, "Since the princess and all the ladies want to have a poem, why can there be less commanders? I will be a big shot and become a commander again!"

"So great!" Princess Chang'an clapped her hands and asked everyone to sit down, "Sit down, sit down!"

Everyone gave in to each other and sat down, and suddenly one of them stood up, looking very uneasy, "Princess, I have something unknown to you, I want to... I want to ask the magistrate!"

"explain!"

Mrs. Ding looked at the person standing up with a smile, "Miss Jiang Si can say nothing!"

Miss Jiang Si then hesitated, "Does this poem be written by yourself, or can you learn from the ancients' sentences?"

Everyone also had this question, and saw this, they all looked at Mrs. Ding. Mrs. Ding glanced at Princess Chang'an and said, "How can you ask everyone to do it now? Of course, the ancient sentences can be learned from them, but don't repeat what others have said, as this is considered a loss!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. How many of the talented women here are? If they really do it, most people will not be able to withstand it after two rounds. If they can learn from the poems of the ancients, anyone who has read a few poems from the previous generations will always have a few poems from the previous generations in their stomachs, so they will not show their timidity in front of others at the beginning.

Mrs. Ding smiled and said to Miss Xiao San, who was sitting closest to Princess Chang'an, "Then start with Miss Xiao San. With the title of "Hundred Flowers", what kind of flower is it? Just bring a kind of flower in the poem!"

Miss Xiao San nodded and picked it up at will, "The wind is filled with green and beautiful, and the rain is red and fragrant!"
Chapter completed!