(Originally, the second watch was between two and three o'clock in the afternoon, but it has changed from today, this point is the second watch, mainly from two to three o'clock I have to listen to the commentary, "Five Phoenix Chaoyang Knife"

People are like kites, no matter how far they fly, there is a thread to guide the return. Great literature

The gorgeous carriage slowly moved forward on the wide road, and from the moment he entered the gate of Kyoto, whether it was like or not, Murong Yichuan was full of excitement.

As if gently pulling the curtain open, a gust of cold wind blew in her face, and her skin was a little painful, so she hurriedly pulled the curtain back.

"We're finally back in Beijing, finally." It was as if he turned his head and looked at Murong Yichuan with a complicated expression, but he found that the other party's expression was also very complicated, at this moment, each of them had a heart in their hearts, and they didn't want to talk to the other party, for fear that the other party would worry about themselves. Great literature

Murong Yichuan nodded; "Yes, we're finally back in Beijing." Murong Yichuan's words carried a little emotion, he unconsciously held Wanruo's hands tightly, holding her hand, he felt so steady, as if holding the whole world. As if this was not the case, although there was some unhappiness between them, although he could not forgive him, what he was most afraid of was that he let go of his hand.

When he arrived at the Ten Mile Long Pavilion, the car suddenly stopped, Murong Yichuan was a little displeased, he opened the curtain and asked sharply; "Why don't you leave?" At this time, Shangguan Tianjue jumped off his horse and came to the front of the car; "Chitose, Prime Minister Xiao Cheng and General Ximen led hundreds of civil and military officials to kneel in front of them to pick up the car, so the car stopped, and the subordinates should see that you and the princess got out of the car and met with the adults. Great Literature"

When Murong Yichuan heard this, he jumped his eyebrows unhappily, he didn't want to see these civil and military officials now, he just wanted to hurry back to the palace all the way, he knew that Empress Dowager Xiao and Princess Ziyan and his daughter must be waiting for them in the palace, and he didn't want to delay for a moment.

As if seeing Murong Yichuan hesitating, he hurriedly reminded; "Since they are here, let's meet them, we can't make them wait too long on such a cold night, and we will hurry back to the palace after the meeting."

Murong Yichuan nodded; "Well,"

The curtain of the car was rolled up, Murong Yichuan led him and walked out of the car slowly, the hands of the two people unconsciously separated, and then walked to the front side by side, and Shangguan Tianjue followed closely behind. Because after all, it is a meeting with ministers, and the behavior of the two people is naturally a little more beneficial.

"The ministers greet the prince, welcome the princess, the prince is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, and the princess is happy for a long time." The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty gave the Fu Wang and Wan Ruo three kneels and nine bows, one by one was full of energy, although he had waited here for a long time and suffered a lot of crimes, but who dared to complain on his face.

In the face of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military affairs, Murong Yichuan took out his usual cold and majestic manner, he looked condescendingly at these civil and military ministers who knelt at his feet, and only said in a low voice for a long time; "All Aiqing are exempt from courtesy, this king and princess are very grateful to all Aiqing for braving the cold to come to pick up." There was no trace of emotion in Murong Yichuan's words, he swept the ministers in front of him, and his eyes fell on Zhongli Wenjun, because Zhongli Wenjun was no longer his enemy, but his political partner.

When everyone saw that King Fu was so polite, they were busy saying in unison; "Fear for the ministers." After that, they stood up one after another. Zhongli Wenjun subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the opposite side, but he didn't dare to raise his head completely, and the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of Wanruo standing beside King Fu, in Wenjun's eyes, she was a little haggard than when she left Beijing before, although it was only a slight glimpse and captured the sadness under the cold expression.

Murong Yichuan exchanged a few words with the Manchu Dynasty Wenwu, and then took Wanruo back to the carriage, and the Manchu Dynasty Wenwu sent each other tightly behind, and the carriage drove slowly towards the Fuwang Mansion.