The little heroine investigates a mysterious case

Chapter 425 What exactly is the True King's ingenious trick?

The royal tent of the Rongdi tribe.

Holding the golden imperial edict in his hands, Ying Yang danced with joy, his laughter echoing through the heavens.

When Wang Shubogegu entered the main tent and saw Yingyang's appearance, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Your Majesty! Calm down! Calm down!"

Yingyang hurriedly ran to Bog Valley.

"Have all the arrangements been made for the envoy? We must not be negligent!"

"Everything has been arranged! Rest assured, Your Majesty!"

As he spoke, Boggu took the imperial edict from Yingyang's hand, rolled it up solemnly, placed it on the desk, bowed respectfully to the edict, and then turned to look at Yingyang.

"Princess Liyang will set off for my Rongdi tribe on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month after the New Year. Counting the days, it will take about a month for her to arrive. In total, we only have less than two months. We still have a lot to prepare!"

"Yeah!"

Yingyang rubbed his hands excitedly and paced back and forth inside the tent.

"The royal tent needs to be rearranged. All the furniture must be replaced with styles that Miss Qin likes. Incense should be lit, a complete tea set should be provided, and she should have a separate bath room set up inside the main tent. And also..."

Even the most mature and composed man like Boggu rolled his eyes at this moment.

He thought to himself, "From now on, you two will live in this royal tent, and we'll also need to set aside a separate bathing room for the queen."

Is Your Majesty's head spinning with joy? We're already husband and wife, wouldn't a bath together be more pleasant?

Yingyang grabbed Boggu's arm again, his eyes burning with desire.

"Has the true king's caravan arrived yet? Has he prepared the goods on the list I gave him? The decoration of this new house will all depend on him!"

Just then, General Mengna lifted the tent flap and rushed into the main tent, bringing with him gusts of cold wind.

Yingyang shuddered and pointed at Mengna's nose, launching into a tirade.

"Don't you know the rules? Don't you have any chivalry or respect for women? Don't you know the Queen is afraid of the cold? What are you trying to do by lifting the curtain so wide? Can you take responsibility if the Queen catches a cold?"

Mona was completely bewildered, looking left and right, unable to figure it out.

"Where is the Queen? Has she arrived? How come I didn't know?"

Yingyang raised his hand and slapped Mengna hard on the head.

"Are you stupid? I'm talking about the future! The future! You can just crawl in on your knees right now, why are you lifting the curtain?"

Kneel? Quickly? Crawl in?

Mona pondered the profound meaning behind Yingyang's words.

The scene was a bit too much for my eyes.

Could it be that after the king goes to the Rongdi tribe, he will turn into a cute little puppy?

Looking at Meng's silly and strange appearance, Ying Yang slapped Meng on the head again.

"Tell me quickly, what are you doing here?"

"Oh……"

Mona rubbed his slightly aching head and reported loudly.

"His Highness the True King has arrived and is waiting outside the main tent..."

Before he finished speaking, Ying Yang had already rushed to the door, lifted the curtain, reached out and pulled Gu Jingfeng, who was standing at the door, into the tent, opened his arms and hugged Gu Jingfeng tightly.

"True King! You've kept me waiting so long, I've finally been waiting for you!"

Gu Jingfeng had two bright red patches on his cheeks from the high altitude, and the tip of his nose was also bright red. He was wrapped in a thick cloak and was sniffling from the cold.

At this moment, nestled in the warm embrace of Rongdi King Yingyang, he greedily inhaled the warmth emanating from Yingyang's body, almost moved to tears.

He had never experienced the bone-chilling cold of the Rongdi tribes in the north before his departure. If it weren't for the ladies consulting with the Princess Consort before their departure, they wouldn't have been prepared.

He is now likely a crippled body with his hands, feet, nose, and ears frozen off!

But the thought of piles of gold kept him going!

He was about to sniff the warmth emanating from Ying Yang again when Ying Yang pushed him away.

Yingyang looked at Gu Jingfeng with disgust as he watched the string of clear snot flowing from his nose.

"Doing business is one thing, but stop wiping your snot on me, okay?"

Gu Jingfeng, with his nostrils flared, chuckled awkwardly.

"I have accomplished my mission! All the goods you asked me to bring are on the carriage outside the tent. Please check them!"

"Is everything ready?"

"Exactly the same!"

Faced with Ying Yang's doubts, Gu Jingfeng nodded firmly. Seeing that Ying Yang was about to rush out of the tent without saying a word, Gu Jingfeng quickly grabbed Ying Yang's arm.

"I've heard that Qin Chuyun is about to become the queen of the Rongdi tribe?"

"Of course, His Majesty's decree has been issued, there's no chance of anything going wrong!"

Ying Yang patted his chest with immense pride.

Gu Jingfeng calmly put his hands behind his back, chuckled, and sat down in the chair without saying a word, crossing his legs.

Ying Yang's heart suddenly raced, and he strode up to Gu Jingfeng.

"True King, what are you laughing at? Did I say something wrong? Or is there some hidden meaning in this imperial edict that I haven't understood?"

"No, no! The meaning of Father's imperial edict is exactly what you understand it to be, but..."

As Gu Jingfeng spoke, he brought his face close to Yingyang's, and Yingyang quickly leaned down to listen intently.

"Speak freely, Your Majesty!"

"The items on that list you gave me are all things that our Xia Kingdom's noble ladies like. King Rongdi's sincerity is commendable! However, if you think you can win the heart of the future queen with these worthless things, King Rongdi has truly underestimated Miss Qin!"

Upon hearing this, Ying Yang frowned and pondered deeply.

Qin Chuyun was indeed different from ordinary noblewomen of the Xia Kingdom.

If she only coveted a comfortable living environment and felt at home in the Rongdi tribe, she would never willingly go to the Rongdi tribe to marry him.

What should I do to make Qin Chuyun understand my sincere feelings?

"What advice does Your Highness have for me?"

Ying Yang respectfully cupped his hands to Gu Jingfeng, humbly seeking his guidance.

"I have a brilliant idea that will surely move Miss Qin to tears, so that from now on, she will only have eyes for you, King Rongdi!"

Not only were Yingyang curious about Gu Jingfeng's next brilliant idea, but even Boggu and Mona gathered around Gu Jingfeng, staring at him expectantly.

"You do this...you do this...you do this...you do this..."

The four big heads huddled together, and Gu Jingfeng whispered advice to the three of them.

A moment later, Ying Yang suddenly realized, took a deep breath, and gave Gu Jingfeng a thumbs up.

"Your Highness is truly skilled..."

"That's right! Otherwise, where would I get so many wives? Do you think women are so easy to fool? It's all because I've offered my whole heart and soul time and time again that I've earned their unwavering loyalty!"

Gu Jingfeng raised his arms high and shouted to the heavens.

Boggu couldn't help but mutter something.

"Your Highness, your sincerity and earnestness seem to be divided into too many parts, making them seem rather worthless..."

Mona couldn't help but purse her lips.

"Having too many wives isn't good either; it distracts your energy and makes it harder to have children..."

Gu Jingfeng suddenly widened his eyes, his gaze blazing as he looked at Mengna.

"What did you say, you brat?!"

Yingyang quickly stepped between the two to smooth things over.

"The True King's method is excellent; I will only use it once in my life!"

Actually, Yingyang had already thought of doing this before Gu Jingfeng mentioned it, but he was afraid that his clansmen would gossip about it.

Gu Jingfeng's words gave him a way out.

Yingyang stroked his chin, which was now covered in stubble, his eyes filled with longing and yearning.