Quickly wear a child: a beautiful woman with many children brings happiness

A princess came to the capital to marry a foreign princess.

After attending court, my brother locked himself in his room for a long time and didn't come out. When I heard about it, I went to see him and found him painting.

The woman in the painting was wearing a veil and had a charming and graceful figure. It was the first time I saw my brother paint a woman, and his eyes were full of admiration and love. I was jealous, so I deliberately tore the painting apart while playing around.

My brother was angry. It was the first time I saw him so angry.

After asking around, I found out that the princess who was married to another country performed a dance at the court meeting, which amazed many people. Apparently, my brother was one of them.

I am dissatisfied. She seems to be afraid of not being able to get married. She is so shameless to dress like this.

I saw her at night.

She was wearing colorful Loulan costumes, with her face covered with gauze. She had a proud figure, and from her exposed eyes, she was a beauty.

There were many people in the audience looking at her, including my brother and... my father.

I couldn't stand it. First, there were fewer eyes on me, and I felt lost. Second, my father's behavior made my mother suffer so much in the rear house, and his behavior was really disgusting.

And my brother, if he gets married, will he still be good to me for the rest of his life?

I stood up and wrote a poem, which drew applause from the whole room.

I felt proud and suggested that the foreign princess dance with me.

I was very skilled in "House of Flying Daggers", but the foreign princess was new there and certainly couldn't dance as well as I did. But I made a mistake and she asked me to change to "Mountain River Song".

I made a mistake and the sword fell from my hand with a crisp sound.

The exotic princess danced the dance she had adapted, her sleeves fluttering, charming and graceful, but I had no time to appreciate her beauty.

No one laughed at my failure, but my bright life was tarnished. What made me even more uncomfortable was the admiration for the foreign princess in Xia Yanjin's eyes.

Chu Mu hasn't spoken to me for a long time, and at this moment he was staring at Princess Jiayue in a daze.

Princess Jiayue also shined in the four-nation competition. I had a guess in my mind, but before I could expose her, the fact that I had plagiarized the poem was exposed.

I don't know where Gu Xiao got the book from. I remember the look on his face when he looked at me, one of disappointment and coldness. Xia Yanjin also knew about it. The poetry filter disappeared, and his trust in me began to crack.

He suspected that everything I did was carefully packaged, and that the Duke's Mansion was in decline, and I just wanted to climb up the social ladder.

I had always wondered who the woman he brought back home was. Later I found out it was Princess Jiayue. I saw her at the palace banquet. She was extremely beautiful, beyond the imagination of ordinary people. I suddenly understood why Chu Mu wanted to take her away and why Xia Yanjin cut off ties with me.

And Gu Xiao seemed to start caring about her, even though she clearly couldn't write poetry.

But none of them got her, and the one with her was Xia Zhiye, the Emperor of Daxia.

It turns out that he is not homosexual, nor is he indifferent, he just hasn't met someone he likes.

Why is Jiayue so lucky?

She is good-looking, has a good figure, is talented, and the man she married is the one with the highest status in Daxia.

I haven't seen Su Ye since he was taken away by Xia Zhiye. Some said he was dead, and some said he was exiled to Nanman. I have been looking for evidence that Jiayue is a fake princess, and finally I found it.

There was a maid from Loulan named Nanzhi who was poisoned. She said she knew Jiayue's secret and asked me to use the pills left by Suye to save her.

I don't know how she knew that I had the antidote pill, but I was very interested in this secret, so I saved her.

Nanzhi said that the real Princess Jiayue was not living a good life after eloping and could not return to Loulan. Now she is in Shengjing City. I found the real Princess Jiayue and confronted her in court.

It turns out that person's name is Yun Yuan.

Yun Yuan is pregnant. Except for a few imperial censors, no one helps me. Even Xia Yanjin and Gu Xiao look at me with disapproval, and the emperor doesn't care at all.

When I was leaving the palace, Gu Xiao stopped me and said, "Do you think we like the identity of Princess Loulan? She is who she is. You are not even as good as her, and Xia Zhiye will not like you either."

He knew how to hit me.

I mocked him, "Why, you also like a married woman? Unfortunately, you are not the emperor, Yun Yuan doesn't like you."

Gu Xiao just looked at me calmly, and as soon as he left the palace, he spread the news that I had plagiarized the poem. What was originally known only in a small circle became a city-wide uproar. I was criticized by countless students, the Anguo Mansion was implicated, and my father drove me out.

The world is so big, but I have no place to call home.

I was ostracized when I walked on the street and even the inns wouldn't let me stay. When I was in the most difficult time, the Huns extended an olive branch to me, so I joined them.

I swear to make Daxia pay the price.

During the time when Daxia attacked Loulan, I used gunpowder to successfully instigate the rebellion of six princes, Yan, Zhao, Qi, Chu, Huaiyang and Huainan. While Gu Xiao was pinned down in the Western Regions, the Xiongnu and the six princes launched a war together and approached Shengjing.

In the Battle of Yanmen, I used gunpowder to severely injure Xia Yanjin and the Dai King's army, and led the Xiongnu army to capture three cities in a row, approaching Taiyuan and Jinyang.

The Huns were burning, killing and looting in the city, and their hideous laughter frightened me. They communicated in the Hun language, which I couldn't understand, and I felt like they were all on guard against me.

Xia Yanjin was stationed in Taiyuan with the remaining troops. After only a few days of absence, he actually had gunpowder. Thanks to the support of the people of Daxia, our several attacks on Taiyuan ended in failure, so we changed our plan to attack Daijun.

But it was as if Xia Yanjin had installed surveillance cameras on us and always knew our next move. The Huns suspected that I was the one who informed them and arranged a group of people to monitor me.

The battle went on like this for several months, and Xia Yanjin used one-third of our troops to stop us in Jinyang.

In order to ensure the final victory for the Xiongnu, I gave the six princes a limited amount of gunpowder. I thought they could successfully attack Shengjing. However, they could not even defeat my brother An Jingyun. They were defeated in just a few months. The Great Xia Emperor took the opportunity to reduce the power of the princes and strengthen the central rule.

An Jingyun was a modest gentleman and was unarmed. I didn't know how he had the courage to go to the battlefield. After the six kings were captured, An Jingyun and Xia Yanjin joined forces to fight against the Huns. As if someone was instructing them from behind, they changed their defensive policy to offensive. What scared me most was the speed at which they delivered messages.

Whenever there was any movement on our side, Shengjing would always know and react in time. Shengjing had just developed the artillery, and only one night later, Xia Yanjin's army also had a rudimentary version of it. By the time the people I arranged in Shengjing passed on the news, I had already been captured by Xia Yanjin.

I was tied to a prison van and taken to Shengjing. Along the way, the people of Daxia looked at me with hatred, as if they wanted to skin me alive and eat my flesh.

They said that I was a sinner of Daxia and an accomplice of the Xiongnu, and asked me to be buried with the dead lives.