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On this day, it was the day when Su Jingnian returned to Beijing.

Up and down the northern region, everyone is looking forward to it.

Murong Yun, the side princess of the King of the Northern Regions, was also like this, she led her personal maid Qian'er and boarded the Lingyan Pavilion early.

She originally thought that Mo Ruoli married into the palace, and now there is a more considerate sister by her side, and the two of them move around more every day, which can be regarded as a solution to the pain of lovesickness on the villain's expedition.

But things didn't come true, after the villain went on the expedition, even Mo Ruoli followed the queen mother and went to Tanzhe Temple to pray for blessings.

As soon as the two of them went, it was a few years.

She went to Tanzhe Temple several times to visit, but she was completely rejected.

Even Jiu'er, a little girl, has to go to the border.

In the huge palace, there is only one person left in the master's generation, Murong Yun. If there is nothing to deal with on weekdays, it will become a rare thing to even see a new face.

Lingding is lonely, and lives like a year. Every festive season, it is quite bleak.

Therefore, Murong Yun has long been looking forward to Su Jingnian's return.

Looking forward to the stars and the moon, she only hopes that the little man on the expedition will be safe and healthy, and return home as soon as possible.

For Su Jingnian's miss, it was not blocked by the thousands of rivers and mountains between the Rakshasa and the Northern Regions.

On the contrary, it is increasing day by day, and it is becoming more and more urgent.

Ascending high and looking into the distance, Murong Yun tried his best to look at it, just to be able to see the villain who was thinking about it day and night as soon as possible.

"Miss. Qian'er was dissatisfied and said, "Look at this day, it's still early when the prince comes back." The young lady was so anxious at this time, waiting for the sun to rise, and her body would be overwhelmed. ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

The hair that was blown by the wind was pulled back to his ears, and Murong Yun said lightly. Her eyes swept over the horizon in the distance, and her heart was full of anticipation.

Today, she specially chose a blue-purple palace dress. This palace costume was made by a famous craftsman, and it was a birthday gift given to her by Su Jingnian when she was twenty years old. Since she made ready-to-wear clothes, she has not been willing to wear them.

The name of the palace costume is said: Liuyun Yi Bu Dress.

Lined on the outside and lined on the inside, there are seven layers in total. Thin as cicada wings, light as the wind. Gold and silver threads run through it, embroidered with flowing clouds.

Each layer is dyed with blue and purple, but the color and pattern of the layers are slightly different.

Once the seven layers are worn, they are set off by the daylight, and the layers are looming, and the whole body is overflowing with colorful streamers, and the blue-purple brilliance is all blooming.

It seems to be proudly blooming in the red crocus under the rising sun, charming and beautiful, proud of the group.

Coupled with the red crocus on her head, the two complement each other and are even more beautiful.

Qian'er felt bored and stood beside Murong Yun with her head bowed.

Thanks to the towering Lingyan Pavilion, the scene of the capital can be seen all.

Qian'er looked around, looking for some new things in the city, and told Murong Yun about them.

"Miss, miss. Look at the lanterns in the east of the city, there are lions, tigers, and snakes, it's really interesting! I want to wait for the lights to come later, it will be beautiful!"

"Miss, Miss, look at the west of the city, this crowd is crowded, there are not too many people. A dozen eyes, black and pressed, like ants. If you look closely, you can see that it's all heads. ”

“。。。 ”

Murong Yun listened to it without a match, it was all a pastime to kill time.

After Qian'er chattered for a while, she suddenly lost her words. This made Murong Yun a little uncomfortable.

"Why don't you talk about it?"

"Hmph!

Murong Yun was curious, "Qian'er, who are you annoying about?"

Looking for Qian'er's gaze. It turned out that above the city tower, Wang Lan, the prime minister on the left, Murong Xiao, the prime minister on the right, and a woman in white, the three of them were talking.

"It's her. Murong Yun understood.

I knew in my heart that this was Mo Ruoli's return from Tanzhe Temple to welcome Su Jingnian's triumph.

But after a while, it seems that there is no figure of the Empress Dowager Murong Xuehan of the Northern Regions on the city tower.

"Alas. Murong Yun sighed.

complained in my heart, the villain returned home, why didn't the queen mother come to greet him. The villain knows about it, and he is going to be secretly sad again.

Hearing the master's sigh, Qian'er Quan was in Murong Yun's heart, and he was also dissatisfied with Mo Ruoli.

While stomping her feet, she pointed to a touch of white on the city tower, and Qian'er said angrily: "Miss, look! What she wears is not good, but she still has to wear white. The white one is the one who mourns. What rudeness, arrogance, and no one in sight! Bad luck, bad luck! Isn't it because he is a native of the Jin Kingdom, but he has done meticulous work? Wearing some mourning clothes every day is to curse the prince to return to the West as soon as possible? Speaking of which, the prince is also mediocre, and no matter what means this fox of the Jin Kingdom has used, he has been fascinated by her. ”

The protector is earnest, pampered and arrogant, Qian'er has no mouth to cover, and talks nonsense.

Murong Yun was already cold when she heard her slanderous remarks against Mo Ruoli like this. I also heard that in her words, she also wrapped the villain and scolded her, and she was furious.

Su Jingnian is her last inviolable bottom line.

Moth's eyebrows were raised, and Murong Yun's face was full of anger.

"Presumptuous!! how many heads do you have?How dare you talk about the king of the Northern Regions and the princess of the Northern Regions?!"

On weekdays, he has always been gentle and modest, and he has no quarrel with the world. When did Qian'er see Murong Yun getting so angry?

Frightened, Qian'er hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, begging:

"Qian'er knows her mistakes, Qian'er knows her mistakes. Qian'er should die, Qian'er should die. ”

"Qian'er, I warn you! There are some things that should not be said, so you should never say them for the rest of your life. There are some thoughts that you shouldn't think about, so you don't even think about them for the rest of your life. You and I, master and servant, wear sinful bodies. Lonely and helpless. It was the prince and the queen mother who kindly took it in, so they left you and me a place to live. Don't be fearless and humble because of the mercy and love of the prince and the queen mother. Otherwise, he will come to a catastrophe one day, and no one will be able to save you and me. Do you understand?"

"Qian'er knows that she is wrong, she knows that she is wrong. Qian'er snot and tears, fell to the ground, and said: "The general's mansion has fallen, and in this world, Qian'er's relatives are the only ones left in the young lady." Qian'er, I hope that Miss is good. As long as the young lady is good, let Qian'er go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire, Qian'er will not be ambiguous. Miss, don't be angry, Qian'er knows she was wrong. Miss, don't want Qian'er, Qian'er can live alone without Miss? If Miss is angry, she will beat Qian'er, don't want Qian'er. ”

Knowing that the master is a servant, Qian'er knows that Murong Yun is reluctant to criticize her too harshly. Her words hit Murong Yun's weakness in every word.

originally planned to continue to reprimand her, but after listening to Qian'er's words, Murong Yun inevitably softened.

"Get up. Don't do that next time. ”

Although his anger has not subsided, he can rely on Murong Yun for his life, and he has indeed been the only one for many years.

"Yes. ”

Wiping the tears from her face, Qian'er got up from the ground.

The master and servant did no more to do what he said.

It's just that the resentment that has accumulated in Qian'er's heart for a long time is unbearable. She glanced at the white on the castle tower with a sneer on her face.

On the castle tower.

The old prime minister Wang Lan exchanged a few words with Mo Yu, who pretended to be Mo Ruoli, and then asked for his resignation, and went to the front of the general stage to supervise the affairs of the sacrificial heaven and earth.

But Murong Xiao didn't see the intention of leaving for a long time, and he chatted with Mo Yu.

Mo Yu was cautious and answered the questions thrown by Murong Xiao one by one.

Though covered by a veil, no one could see that she was pretending.

But Murong Xiaogui is the prime minister of the Northern Regions, how shrewd and capable he is.

As long as Mo Yu answers a wrong sentence, I am afraid that his identity as a stand-in will be exposed.

Once it is exposed, I am afraid that the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped.

While dealing with Murong Xiao, Mo Yu was really anxious, she hoped that Mo Ruoli would come back as soon as possible so that she could save her from this fire and water.

Mo Yan stood beside the two of them, snickering frequently. Seeing that Mo Yu looked like she was facing a great enemy, she was happy.

After chatting for a while, Murong Xiao also resigned, which made Mo Yu suddenly feel relieved.

But when he was leaving, he summoned his attendants and brought a food box. It is said that it is a feeling that the princess has lived in Tanzhe Temple for a long time to pray for the blessings of the Northern Regions, working day and night, worrying and worrying. specially stewed the tonic for the cook in his house and sent it to the princess for tonic.

Mo Yu didn't think much about it, and bluntly thanked him. Mo Yan stepped forward and took the food box away.

Murong Xiao was overjoyed when he saw Mo Yu accept the food box. He smiled and said that the princess was polite, and if she liked it, she would send more supplements to the palace in the future.

The two talked a little more, and Murong Xiao also retreated.

The sun is rising, and it's noon.

Su Jingnian and most of them finally came to the front of Beijing.

Surrounded by crowds, Su Jingnian came to the front of the point.

Turning over, she flew up.

This half of the land under his feet is very familiar to Su Jingnian.

However, every time I climb it, there are still waves in my heart, and the war drums are sad.

Overhead, there is a blue white sun, shining brightly;

At the foot, there are jade tiles of blue steps, thick earth.

Standing on this high point platform, the king of the northern region, the heaven and earth can be picked up, and all living beings are destined to be the head of the horse.

Look up.

100,000 black armor stood in a row under the stage, solemn and solemn. Inside and outside the city, the people gathered and bustled.

On the Lingyan Pavilion and the city tower in the distance, there are familiar figures, full of shadows.

The scene in front of him was so similar to when the Northern Regions army received the generals before they set out on the expedition, as if it had reappeared yesterday.

It's just that Su Jingnian and everyone present know very well that the deceased is like a husband, and he is reluctant day and night.

The stars and the moon change, and things are not people.

"Lord Wang. ”

A familiar call rang in my ears. Listening to Su Jingnian's spirit.

Looking for prestige, I saw a female general in a military uniform, wearing black armor, slowly walking from the stage. Before coming to Su Jingnian, the female general knelt down on one knee and said:

"God bless the Northern Regions, God bless the prince. Jiu'er congratulates the prince on his triumph, the prince is a thousand years old, a thousand years old. ”

When all the soldiers and the people heard her say, they all responded in peace:

"God bless the Northern Regions, God bless the prince. Congratulations to the prince on his triumph, the prince is a thousand years old, a thousand years old. ”

In an instant, deafening cheers arose in all directions, and the city of Beijing was a scene of joy.

"Jiu'er... ”

Amid the cheers, Su Jingnian hurriedly stepped forward and helped Jiu'er who was kneeling on the ground up.

"Ananda ... You're back. ”

Looking at the person in front of him, Jiu'er cried with joy.

"Why did Jiu'er come back from Huaibei, is it to welcome me?"

Jiu'er nodded violently, but the tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Good Jiu'er. Thank you for your hard work. ”

Although Su Jingnian did not cry, he could barely squeeze these words out of his dry throat.

Jiu'er shook her head, crying and laughing.

Looking at Jiu'er in front of him, Su Jingnian raised his hand and wiped away her tears.

The years have not left any traces on Jiu'er's immature face, but only made her a little more mature and calm.

As for the hardships in each section, Su Jingnian didn't dare to ask more, and he couldn't bear to speculate more.

"I haven't seen her for a few years, and the little girl has grown taller again. ”

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but Ananda is getting old. ”

"Naughty. ”

"Hee-hee. ”

Under the comfort of Su Jingnian's words, Jiu'er finally broke into laughter.

Holding Jiu'er's hand, Su Jingnian stood side by side with her.

Mo Ruoli in the audience looked at the actions of Su Jingnian and Jiu'er, although he felt a little uncomfortable, he had to press it. She glanced over her head slightly, and as she expected, Weiyang, who was standing beside her, saw that the two of them behaved so intimately, and his face was already a little gloomy.

Shaking her head helplessly, under the mask, the beauty laughed again. Xindao: Okay, you little scoundrel. Stain flowers and grass, show mercy everywhere. Look at how I'm going to clean you up tonight.

When everyone's cheers gradually subsided, Su Jingnian stepped forward.

Lang said: "At that time, it was already a long time. Time has passed, and things and people are different. However, God has mercy on me, and bless me with the prosperity of the northern region, the abundance of grains, and the continuation of children and grandchildren. It is because of the immensity of our generation's compassion for the emperor's grace and the benefit of all things, and the duty of the black armor does not dare to delay for a moment. The admonitions of the ancestors, the righteousness of the brothers, the advice of the sisters, and the connection of the children are engraved in the heart, and I dare not forget them. Today, fortunately, he frustrated the Rakshasa and guarded the health of Kyushu. However, the loss of the Northern Regions is also very many. From now on, a monument will be engraved on the stage at this point. Pray for Kyushu Kangtai and remember the glorious soldiers. May the people of the Northern Regions firmly remember, resist foreign humiliation, and defend Shenzhou! Our generation will not let go! Even if they die, they will never resign!"

"Resist foreign humiliation, guard the !! of China"

"Resist foreign humiliation, guard the !! of China"

The soldiers raised their arms and shouted, tears rolling down their faces, wetting their cold armor.

After the general's platform was sacrificed to heaven and earth, the army entered the city in batches and was welcomed by the people of the city.

After that, it was time for the triumphant celebration banquet.

The banquet lasted for six days, and there was the first talented woman of Daqi, Oiran Duanmu Weiyang, who played a triumphant song for the army.

Inside and outside Beijing, there is a lot of joy.