In a blink of an eye, it was the third day of the Lunar New Year, and as soon as the morning dawned, Murong Yichuan and Wanruo got up one after another, and then they each cleaned up, and they hastily ate breakfast and prepared to leave.

It was still freezing outside, dripping into ice, and the strong smell of the New Year had not yet dissipated, but they wanted to set foot on the land on the return journey.

"We can finally go back to Beijing." As if there was a little excitement, there was also a little excitement, her hand was held tightly in Murong Yichuan's big hand, but there was a little sweat in her palm.

Murong Yichuan looked at the woman beside him, he flashed a complicated expression, and said with some emotion; "Yes, we can finally go back to Beijing." In fact, Murong Yichuan was more eager to return to Beijing than Wanruo, because his sphere of influence was in the capital, and he had been away from Beijing for so long and didn't know what was going on in the court, and he couldn't know the movements of the courtiers and the emperor at the first time. Murong Yichuan also had another mood with Wanruo, afraid of returning to Beijing, how to face the emperor after returning to Beijing, and how to face the brother who wanted to kill himself.

At this time, Zhou Dawei, Tang Erhu and others and their wives also came one after another to send off Murong Yichuan and Wanruo.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the General's Palace, and everyone stopped in front of the carriage to say their final goodbyes.

"Sister Qianqian, I can't bear you!" It was as if she had accepted everyone's parting gift to herself, and then she threw herself into Chu Qianqian's arms like a little girl who was difficult to give up her sisters, Chu Qianqian wanted to hug Wanruo, at this moment her mood was the same as Wanruo, it was a kind of inseparable, but after all, she had to part; "Lady Princess, I think we'll see each other again. The princess must take good care of her body, don't be too careful, some things should be let go, careful is not only hurtful but also hurtful! Tears swirled in Chu Qianqian's eyes.

As if slowly breaking free from Chu Qianqian's arms, she nodded slightly at Chu Qianqian, "Qianqian's explanation is right, we will definitely meet again, we will." A lot of tears seemed to be unbearable at this moment, and big tears just popped out of their eyes and flowed down unscrupulously.

"Like, it's time for us to go." Murong Yichuan took Wanruo's hand and reminded him in a low voice, Wanruo nodded, and then waved his hand with Chu Qianqian and walked towards the carriage with Murong Yichuan.

The curtain of the car opened, as if she had sat in the car first, she knew that Murong Yichuan would definitely say goodbye to Zhou Dawei and the others, so she would wait for him in the car first.

"Generals, this king is leaving, and the border will be handed over to you, so wait for this king and the kings to conspire with you." Murong Yichuan waved his hand at everyone casually, and then sat in the car, in his opinion, there was no need to talk too much, it was just right.

Zhou Dawei and others hurriedly knelt on the ground and said in unison; "The ministers obey the order and are willing to die for a thousand years old." The shouts shook the heavens, this was their territory, so they could show their loyalty to the blessed king with their presumptuousness.

"Brother Shangguan Xian, have a good trip." Zhou Dawei deeply held Shangguan Tianjue's hand with reluctance.

Shangguan Tianjue has never been willing to give up, he and Zhou Dawei have become good friends, the two of them study the sword technique together, and despise the martial arts together, although one of them is a chivalrous man in the rivers and lakes, and the other is a battlefield general, but they have a common hobby, and their dedication to martial arts, especially dedication and knife skills, but when they part, they can't help but feel sad.

"Brother Zhou doesn't need to be too sad, as the saying goes, there is a confidant in the sea, and the end of the world is like a neighbor." Shangguan Tianjue maintained a calm and calm attitude at all times, but at this moment, his parting pride was also lingering.

The car drove slowly on the spacious dirt avenue, and Zhou Dawei and others had been sending each other closely behind.

The curtain of the car was slowly lowered, and Murong Yichuan and Wanru sat side by side in the gorgeous carriage, listening to the sound of the car rolling forward, and the hearts of both of them were in emotion. As if leaning on Murong Yichuan's shoulder slowly, she closed her eyes slightly, she was about to leave this land, she didn't want to remember what it looked like here, because she was afraid of missing it, but some of them could not be forgotten.

Murong Yichuan and Wanruo's car walked in the front, followed by a few carriages, and behind them were hundreds of guards riding tall horses, these guards were all Murong Yichuan when he went to South Vietnam, they were all the guards of the palace, the carriages and horses were moving forward mightily, and they looked so imposing from a distance.

Zhou Dawei and Tang Erhu and others rode horses to see each other off, until they were sent out of Xiguan City, they stopped, stood at the gate of the city and watched the convoy move forward, until the carriage and horses disappeared from their sight, and then turned the horse's head back.