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

Ma Chuyang said to Mrs. Ma that day, Mother, I have someone I like.

The person he was talking about was Hong Que.

Hong Que was the first person sent by Shi Anxia to Yunqi Academy to help. At that time, Ma Chuyang had just transferred from the Duke's Mansion Clan School to Yunqi Academy.

He had long thought that Hongque was cute, had a nice smile, and had a good temper.

Who doesn't like a beautiful girl? But Ma Chuyang had never thought about Hong Que until he won the third place in the martial arts examination. Then people came to his mother to ask about his marriage.

He thought about it seriously for a long time and realized that if he must get married, it would not be unacceptable if the person was Hong Que.

However, Hongque is young and has not yet reached the age of marriage. Moreover, due to his identity, he dares not reveal any clues to anyone.

He thought that if Hong Que was willing, he would have to trick his mother into letting him take a concubine. At worst, he would never marry a wife.

This was the best solution Ma Chuyang could think of. After all, with a family background like his, it was unlikely that he would marry a maid.

Anyway, he had considered it seriously before. But now Xiao Hongque is the princess of the Vina tribe, and her status is different.

Moreover, he just found out that his family background was really not good enough. If he had known that his father was also a farmer, he would not have bothered to calculate.

Ma Chuyang had been living a life of luxury since he was a child, and was born in a general's mansion. His mother spoiled him, giving him whatever he wanted, and never being strict with him even though he did not make progress in his studies.

He thought he was born into a powerful family after all... But in the end, all his so-called power and status were obtained by his mother through hard work, so he had no psychological burden at all.

Ma Chuyang stuffed the jade pendant into Hong Que's hand and said, "Why do you think I followed you here? Just to give you something on such a grand occasion! This is an important moment for you to recognize your ancestors and return to your roots. You should accept it as... a gift! Yes, a gift."

Hong Que looked at the jade pendant in her hand, at a loss for a moment, "Master Chu Yang, this servant..."

"Why are you still a slave?" Ma Chuyang grinned with white teeth, his eyes twinkling, "You are now the little princess of Mu Su."

Tang Xinghe, who was far away, looked at the scene in shock and silently hid the jade pendant in his hand into his sleeve.

Just, very helpless.

So Ma Chuyang also likes Little Red Magpie?

Tang Xinghe didn't care whether Hongque was a princess or a maid. To him, it was all the same.

If he wants to get married, he can always find a way to convince his parents to agree. At worst, he can ask his cousin and her husband to find a solution.

He observed for a long time and found that his cousin and cousin-in-law doted on Hongque very much. They never treated Hongque as a maid, but just treated her like a little sister.

I believe that if he asks, his cousin and cousin-in-law will definitely agree.

So he became sworn brothers with the girl from the Fu family just to put an end to his mother's thoughts.

Tang Xinghe thought that he would consider this matter after he had gained some more experience in the Ministry of War and after Hongque came of age.

He calculated everything, but he didn't expect that Ma Chuyang also liked Xiao Hongque.

Or maybe he was too careless. They all liked to bring delicious food to Hongque, and they often made Hongque laugh.

Tang Xinghe secretly looked at Hongque. The girl looked even more beautiful after changing her clothes.

A colorful brocade robe with the tribe's unique dark blue as the base, embroidered with intricate and exquisite patterns.

The golden sun shines through the clouds and illuminates the earth, the silver rivers meander and nourish the lush forests and fertile fields. Every stitch and every thread contains reverence and awe for the pure nature.

The edge of the robe was inlaid with fine pearls and gemstones, and the waist was tied with a belt inlaid with turquoise and red coral.

The girl wore a small and delicate silver crown in her hair, inlaid with several dazzling gems, like the brightest stars in the night sky, setting off her bright face like the moon.

This is a unique outfit for the tribal princess, and it is also Hong Que's first stunning appearance.

Tang Xinghe lowered his head, not daring to look at Hong Que again. The young man tasted bitterness for the first time, and sadness was stained between his eyebrows and in his eyes.

Ma Chuyang returned to his seat happily and asked, "Brother Xinghe, don't you want to give a gift to congratulate Little Red Magpie?"

Tang Xinghe regained his clarity and shook his head, "No thanks."

Cen Yuan watched coldly. Ha! This fool! Can you just give in to feelings?

The wine and food were still being checked in an orderly manner. Bei Hui, Xi Yue and the others took silver needles and checked them one by one with swift movements.

Then he took the special handkerchief and checked the cups, bowls, chopsticks and other utensils one by one.

The King of Zhuna and others were stunned. He realized that he had misunderstood and thought that others were deliberately making things difficult for him and trying to intimidate him.

Looking at their inspection movements, it is clear that they often do these things. The people of the Northern Wings are really cunning, and their tribe is really incomparable.

But King Zhuna believed that the princess was worrying too much.

He grew up in a tribe and was very familiar with poison. He could tell if something was poisonous just by smelling it. And he had made all the necessary preparations for the banquet for the princess, so there was no chance of any accidents.

When Nan Yan finished checking all the wine and food and said that they were all non-toxic, he smiled and said, "Princess Haiyan, are you relieved?"

Shi Anxia replied in a deep voice, "It's better to be safe than sorry. No one would complain about their life being too long, don't you agree?"

King Zhuna laughed, "Of course! Princess, please check it carefully."

Officer A stood up and asked, "Will the princess make such a big show and conduct such a lavish inspection wherever she goes, without caring about the face of the host?"

He was not pro-Wan, but he was also dissatisfied with the behavior of Princess Beiyi.

Shi Anxia told the truth, "That won't happen."

Officer B looked grim, "Is our Vina tribe so untrustworthy in the eyes of the princess?"

Shi Anxia nodded, "Yes, this is the key inspection area."

Officer B: “…”

Officer C: "Beiyi is a great country. Princess, aren't you afraid that your actions will get to the ears of the Emperor of Beiyi and hurt his reputation?"

Shi Anxia said seriously, "It's better than the news of my death being spread to my father's ears, right? Although I am a princess of a different surname and not my father's biological daughter, I also represent the face of the North Wing. If I die in the Vina tribe, ask yourself, can you bear this responsibility?"

The officials were furious.

Shi Anxia pointed at Tang Xinghe and Ma Chuyang and said, "These two were the top scorers and third place winners of our Northern Wing Martial Arts Examination last year. They are both pillars of our Northern Wing." She then pointed at Cen Yuan and said, "This is my princess's consort and the former Minister of the Northern Propaganda Department of our Northern Wing. If something goes wrong, can your Vinaya tribe afford it?"

As the words "Can your Vina tribe afford it?" fell, Bei Hui said loudly, "Princess, there is 'Thousand Insect Powder' on Prince Wazhen's wine glass."

This statement shocked everyone. Just hearing the name didn't suggest that he was a good person.

King Zhuna and Queen Zhuna were so frightened that their scalps tingled.

Someone wants to kill their son! Someone wants to kill the prince of their Vina tribe!

King Zhuona was not giving up. "Have you verified it? Submit it for me to check."