Chapter 850 The Princess's Marriage is Mighty and Magnificent

Shi Li looked at the King calmly.

To be fair, she could understand the King's concerns.

Anyone can see how much Mori Heng values ​​her.

If Sen Heng was not the future king of the North, this kind of respect would be understandable and might even become a good story.

But since King Fan wanted to pass the throne to Sen Heng, he would absolutely not tolerate anyone who could influence Sen Heng, especially since Shi Li was a princess from Dayong.

Understanding is one thing, but it is impossible to sit back and wait for death and obey the king's wishes.

Shi Li did not put up any futile resistance. She took the poison obediently in her hand and looked up at the King.

"Are you so sure that after I die, Sen Heng will obey your wishes and become the King of the North?"

Shi Li's voice was exceptionally calm.

She knows Mori Heng better than the King of Fan.

If she died here today as the King of Fan wished, Mori Heng would never become the new King of Fan.

Sen Heng is not an ordinary royal son, but grew up with a wolf pack.

Compared with humans, Sen Heng actually has more of the wolf's blood in his bones.

Wolves are a species that are loyal to their partners.

The King's expression changed slightly.

"I have come all the way from Dayong to here, all I have done is seek peace. As long as I am here, Dayong is Dayong, and the North is the North."

Shi Li's back was straight, and although he was at the bottom, his imposing manner was no less than that of the foreign king.

At this moment, she was not an ordinary girl, but a noble princess who had truly come to Dayong.

"In the future, I am willing to work with Sen Heng to ensure that the people of the northern border live and work in peace and contentment. If you break this oath, you will be struck by lightning."

"I hope you can still remember what Master Ascetic said."

Princess Linghua has a noble destiny, which is acknowledged by Master Kuxing himself.

The foreign king's attitude softened visibly.

It was not that he believed in Shi Li's so-called oath, but that he thought of Sen Heng's attitude towards Shi Li before, and the words of the ascetic master.

The tent was as quiet as midnight, and the foreign king was still hesitating.

Shi Li did not urge him, but stood there without saying a word. Only she knew that her hand holding the medicine bottle was already sweating.

After an unknown amount of time, the King closed his eyes and looked at Shi Li seriously.

"I hope the princess will keep her oath."

The king finally gave up the idea of ​​killing her.

Shi Li's tense heart relaxed slightly, and she smiled at the foreign king, "I always keep my promises."

As soon as he walked out of the foreign king's tent, Shi Li saw Sen Heng riding a horse galloping towards him from afar, looking frosty and cold.

He should have known what happened.

Shi Li blinked and stood there, waiting for him to come over with a smile.

The galloping horse was reined in not far from her. Sen Heng nimbly jumped off the horse's back, stepped forward and held Shi Li's hand.

"Didn't you bring me anything this time?"

Shi Li looked back at the foreign king's tent and shook her head at Sen Heng.

Everything is over. There are so many people outside and she doesn't want Sen Heng to ask her what happened just now.

However, Moriheng's hand was cold when he held her.

He must have been quite frightened just now.

Shi Li couldn't help but feel pity for Sen Heng and pulled him back.

Sen Heng also obeyed her, and halfway through the walk he suddenly remembered and freed one hand to slowly take out a flower from his arms.

A bright red camellia.

Camellias are very common in Dayong, but are rarely seen in the north.

Shi Li widened her eyes in surprise.

Then, following Mori Heng's hand, she put the camellia on her hair bun.

Facing the warm wind, I threw myself into his arms.

"Ah Heng, don't be afraid, I'm fine, and I will always be by your side."

"We are always together."

A few months later, the King, who had experienced so much, finally passed away.

Mori Heng naturally inherited the northern border and became the new king of the barbarians.

The first thing he did after ascending the throne was to abolish the previous system of elder and younger wives for foreign kings.

Shi Li became his only wife and the first Queen of the North.

I thought there would be a lot of opposition, but the seeds that Shi Li brought have already been harvested in the north.

For the first time, the people in the North had an extremely rich harvest, and they had no resistance to Shi Li becoming the queen.

Some nobles who had hoped to give their daughters to Sen Heng wanted to object, but when they really stood in front of Sen Heng and looked at his stern face, they were already considered brave men if they were not so frightened that their legs trembled, and they could not open their mouths to object.

The story of Sen Heng and Shi Li also spread to Dayong.

Emperor Yong sat on the throne with a complicated expression.

Finally, he sighed with relief and regret.

For the whole world, sending Shi Li to the far north was the most correct choice for him.

As for himself, Shi Li was his only sister, and as a brother he was unable to protect her from harm and happiness throughout her life, and Emperor Yong felt guilty for the rest of his life.

A few years later, a bunch of beautiful red camellia flowers bloomed around Shili's tent.

The servants coming and going all knew that every flower was planted by Sen Heng himself, and they would subconsciously lighten their steps when passing by, for fear of disturbing these delicate flowers.

In the early morning, the dew rolled slowly on the flowers and leaves. A slender and powerful hand reached out, picked the most beautiful flower, and then walked into the tent carefully.

Sen Heng held the flowers in one hand and leaned over to gently kiss his wife who was sleeping.

“Lili…”

When Shi Li woke up, she saw her beloved lover and beautiful flowers, and she smiled.

"Morning, Ah Heng."