The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

No wonder Cen Yuan said it was a big gift about Hong Que.

The big red magpie hurried over into the dusk, shouting, "Brother, why are you drunk again?"

Prince Wazhen straightened his back and did not reply. He turned around and said to Shi Anxia and the others behind the flowers, "Princess, Prince Consort, come out."

Cen Yuan held Shi Anxia's hand and walked out gracefully, as if she was not following him.

Wa Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, a sturdy and tall man with deep eyes, a high forehead and sharp features.

Cen Yuan stood next to him, not at all inferior, except that he looked thinner, fairer and more handsome.

Prince Wazhen said, "You two are here tonight for our Vina tribe, right? May I ask why?"

Cen Yuan didn't hesitate and pointed at Da Hong Que, "For her."

Wa Zhen was immediately furious, "Don't go too far, Prince Consort."

Cen Yuan's smile was a little cold. "The prince is too irritable. Any random word can make you furious. No wonder..."

No wonder he couldn’t protect his sister or his tribe.

In the previous life, the Vina tribe was wiped out after five years. They were killed without a single survivor by the second prince of Wan State, Bushi. Men, women, old people and children were all burned to death on Mujin Mountain.

Prince Wazhen clenched his fist in anger, "Ouch..."

No one knew whether it was because of the darkness or because Cen Yuan acted too quickly, but no one could see clearly how he moved his hands. Anyway, Prince Wazhen's clenched fist... was dislocated.

Cen Yuan held Shi Anxia's hand with one hand, and put the other hand behind her back, and said calmly, "Can we talk properly now?"

Prince Wazhen was a little embarrassed for a moment.

He thought this was a handsome scholar, but he didn't expect him to be so talented.

He endured the pain and said in defeat, "What are you doing with my sister?"

Cen Yuan responded without hiding anything, "Bring my wife to see what your sister looks like." As he spoke, with a click, he straightened the person's bones back into place with one hand.

Still in the dim night, no one could see clearly how he moved his hands. But everyone knew that although the prince consort had a jade face, he was an expert.

Prince Wazhen couldn't help but think of the polo field, where it was this prince consort who dragged a polo stick and hit Booth hard. It was also this prince consort who recited some poems, and those boys suddenly became as if assisted by God. They showed great power.

With the strength of six people, they defeated the other side's twelve people.

Especially since those twelve people are from Wan!

Prince Wazhen suddenly realized that he had made a huge mistake by judging people by their appearance. He immediately said humbly, "Princess, please come in and sit down, Prince Consort."

Cen Yuan smiled and said, "That's right. What if you scare my princess by being so fierce?"

As he spoke, he held Shi Anxia's hand and slowly walked up the stairs and entered the courtyard where the Vina tribe lived.

While walking, Shi Anxia kept staring at the big red magpie.

The more she looked at it, the more curious it became, and she had a vague guess in her mind. She tilted her head and asked, "Do you have a younger sister?"

As soon as she said this, Prince Wazhen suddenly stamped his feet and asked, "What did you say?"

The red magpie's face suddenly changed, and he asked hurriedly, "What?"

Cen Yuan was annoyed, "You scared my princess."

Shi Anxia burst into laughter and squeezed Cen Yuan's hand, "Don't scare them."

"Okay." Cen Yuan smiled.

Prince Wazhen had no choice but to continue leading the way, while Da Hongque stayed close to Shi Anxia, ​​never taking his eyes off her, and asked cautiously, "Princess, have you seen my...sister..."

As soon as the word "sister" came out of her mouth, she couldn't help covering her mouth and crying out loud.

At that moment, Anxia knew that her little Hongque had found her true family. It turned out that she was the little princess of this tribe.

The Vina tribe delegation was originally small in number, only five people in total, including a maid.

After sending away all the outsiders, only Mr. and Mrs. Cen Yuan, and the Wa Zhen siblings were left in the room.

Perhaps because they were too nervous, the Vina tribe had not prepared any tea or water, and had even forgotten all the basic etiquette.

Mr. and Mrs. Cen Yuan didn't care.

The four of them stood and looked at each other.

Cen Yuan and Shi Anxia were looking at the similarities between Big Red Magpie and Little Red Magpie, while the Wa Zhen siblings were looking at the credibility of the two.

Finally, Cen Yuan took the initiative and chose a comfortable chair for Shi Anxia to sit on. Then he sat down next to her and raised his head to the Wa Zhen siblings and said, "Sit down. How old is your sister?"

Prince Wazhen was obviously very excited and kept clenching his fists. "Ten, more than thirteen years old, not, not yet fourteen. No, that's not right..."

"She'll be fourteen by the end of the year." Da Hongque added hastily, and she suddenly started crying, "My sister, she was only three years old when she was lost. She was only three years old! It was me, I lost my sister..."

The big red magpie is called Musang, the eldest princess of the Vina tribe. She and the red magpie look like their mother, but in fact their mother is an ordinary woman from Beiyi.

My mother fell in love with the leader of the Vina tribe at first sight and married him.

In fact, there were not many intermarriages between the Vina tribe and the Beiyi tribe, but not many either, because the Vina tribe had always been subservient to the Beiyi tribe, paying tribute every year and never having second thoughts.

But it was still very rare for a woman from the North Wing to become the wife of a tribal leader. Wazhen looked like his father, with deep eyes and a high forehead.

The Hongque sister looks like her mother, so in all the years Hongque has been in the North Wing, no one has ever suspected that she might be a little princess of a foreign race.

When Hong Que was three years old, he went back to Beiyi with his mother and sister to visit relatives and watch the lanterns during the Lantern Festival.

As they watched, they somehow lost sight of Hong Que. Originally, it was Mu Sang who was leading Hong Que, and there were a group of maids around. No one expected that they would lose her.

Mu Sang cried, "I was seven years old at that time, and I was probably too playful. When I saw something fun, I let go of my sister's hand... I later dreamed countless times that I was holding my sister's hand tightly, but I should have held my sister's hand tightly..."

Shi Anxia thought of her own experience. It turned out that her little red magpie was also a wandering child.

In the previous life, he didn't know the truth until he died, and regarded the cannibalistic parents as his own parents, letting them drink blood and eat meat.

It hurts just thinking about it... Shi Anxia pondered for a moment, "Please wait patiently, I still need to figure out what happened here. If my Hong Que is indeed your sister, I will let you recognize each other then."

"Red Magpie?" the brother and sister asked in unison, tears of excitement flashing in their eyes.

Shi Anxia nodded heavily, "She is my maid now."

Hearing this, the brother and sister burst into tears together.

Their little sister, their little princess, had fallen to the level of a maid.

Shi Anxia knew what they were thinking, and said, "You should be thankful that she is just a maid now, and my maid. At least, she is happy in front of me. If..."

She didn't finish her words, but both siblings understood. How could a woman, especially one with looks like them, be good for others if she were to wander around?

Mu Sang thought of herself, whose innocence was ruined by Booth. She was a princess, how good could she be?

She suddenly knelt down and bowed to Shi Anxia, ​​"Thank you so much, Princess..."