"Commander of the General’s Personal Guard, here on the order of the Senior General to welco the bride." Zhang Ming clasped his hands in salute.
"I, Qing Qin, Senior General of Yan, have co by royal edict from King of Yan to escort the princess for marriage." Qing Qin responded with a salute.
"Thank you for your efforts, Senior General Qing Qin."
"Will you be joining our Qin for celebrations?" Zhang Ming smiled and asked Qing Qin.
"I am here by royal decree to escort the bride, but have no edict to attend the celebrations."
"This is where we part ways then."
"Please convey to the Senior General that the Great King requests him not to treat the princess lightly." Qing Qin spoke slowly.
"Please convey to the King of Yan."
"The Senior General of my house is of a gentle nature and will not treat the princess lightly." Zhang Ming imdiately responded.
"Very well."
"The princess is now entrusted to your care."
"Here is the dowry list given by Yan State to the princess."
Qing Qin took out a piece of cloth from his chest and handed it to Zhang Ming.
"Thank you." Zhang Ming naturally took it without hesitation.
After giving instructions.
Qing Qin waved his hand.
A six-horse carriage approached, accompanied by hundreds of servants, no fewer than five hundred.
Obviously, they were the slaves accompanying the dowry of Princess of Yan State.
When the carriage reached the border.
"Salute to Princess Wuyang." Qing Qin clasped his hands and shouted loudly.
"Salute to Princess Wuyang."
Thousands of soldiers of Yan Army also shouted loudly.
Under this chorus of farewell.
The carriage, guided by the coachman, gradually crossed the border.
In this process, there was no disruption like kidnapping or the like.
Firstly, because it’s a princess of Yan State being married off, and secondly, the groom is a Senior General of Qin.
Who would dare to offend such a scene?
Zhang Ming rode his horse to the side of the carriage and clasped his hands: "Princess, I am the Commander of the Personal Guard under the Senior General, and I will escort the princess back to Yunzhong City."
"Yes."
A gentle voice responded from inside the carriage.
"Personal Guard Camp, return to the city." Zhang Ming waved his hand and shouted loudly.
"Go, go, go."
A thousand and five hundred personal guards chanted in unison, as if welcoming Princess of Yan State with military courtesy.
Soon.
The Personal Guard Camp set off, taking the princess’s carriage and servants towards Yunzhong City.
Qing Qin stood quietly at the Yan State side of the border, his expression unreadable.
Only after Zhang Ming led the Personal Guard Army far away did Qing Qin turn around and order retreat.
"This ti the Crown Prince did not make a move, which is unbecoming of his style."
"But it’s just as well, the Great King instructed to beware of the Crown Prince, seems the Great King’s worry was unfounded." Qing Qin thought silently, spurring his horse away from the border.
Yunzhong City.
General’s Mansion.
Though it’s a concubinage.
But after all, she is a princess of another state.
So the mansion had so wedding atmosphere, just not as grand as the one Zhao Feng held in Xianyang and his hotown, as it’s rely concubinage.
At this mont.
Three main generals and nurous deputy generals had arrived in the hall.
Zhao Feng, in military uniform, sat in the main seat.
"Princess of Yan State has arrived."
Zhang Ming’s voice resonated outside the hall.
Upon hearing this.
Zhao Feng smiled faintly, stood up slowly from the main seat, and as he rose, the other generals followed suit, their eyes turning towards the entrance.
Zhao Feng then walked towards the entrance with steady steps.
Stride forth.
Outside the hall.
Accompanied by several maids, Princess Yan held a fan covering her face as she approached.
"Greetings, Senior General."
When Zhao Feng erged, everyone outside the mansion, including the Personal Guard, bowed in reverence.
All the maids beside Princess Yan kneeled down: "Greetings, Senior General."
No maid dared to et his gaze.
"What kind of man is Zhao Feng?"
"Is he indeed as fierce as rumored, like a God of Slaughter from Nine You?" Princess Wuyang’s heart was indeed uneasy.
Now she had left her motherland, about to marry Zhao Feng as a concubine; although she was a princess, her status perhaps esteed, yet before Zhao Feng, status ant nothing.
Regarding this future husband, naturally, she felt uneasy and fearful.
After all.
Zhao Feng’s reputation among the various countries was not good.
In everyone’s awe.
Zhao Feng stepped forward and directly took Wuyang’s hand.
"Princess must be weary from the journey." Zhao Feng spoke calmly, with only a slight smile.
This concubinage did not stir Zhao Feng like marrying Wang Yan did; he felt very calm.
The reason for bringing Princess of Yan State as a concubine was solely to plot against King of Yan.
After all, a princess.
Zhao Feng had Princess Zhao and Princess Han at his mansion in Xianyang.
Now although Princess Yan was a princess, once Yan State fell, the title would beco aningless.
"This concubine greets husband."
Wuyang imdiately bowed.
But until Zhao Feng made a move, she couldn’t put down the fan covering her face.
Seeing this.
Zhao Feng directly lowered the fan, looking at Princess of Yan.
Their eyes t.
"The princess of Yan is indeed quite beautiful." Zhao Feng glanced with slight surprise.
"Zhao Feng is so handso after all."
"The rumors were indeed wrong."
Upon seeing Zhao Feng’s appearance, Princess Yan was astonished, feeling a sense of revelation.
Before Wuyang could recover.
Zhao Feng directly took her hand and led her into the hall.
"Congratulations, Senior General."
"Welco the fourth Madam."
The generals in the hall rose and bowed in unison.
"Gentlen."
"Today at my concubinage banquet, nothing else."
"You’re allowed to drink for half a day."
"I won’t linger too long."
"Feel free to enjoy yourselves." Zhao Feng said with a smile.
"We dare not intrude upon the General’s harmony."
"Hahaha."
"General must pace himself..."
The generals all teased.
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