When they returned to Chang'an after a tiring journey, it was already mid-March, the sun was shining, and the grass was green.

The east wind willow wants to be green. The smoke is light and the rain is beginning to clear. Painting hall in March, flocculating the window screen and swallowing the eaves. A few apricots on the red snow wall, counting the screen of the green mountain house. How sunny can you get in spring? It is better to get drunk than to wake up. The remnants of the flowers brew bee honey, and the drizzle blends the swallow mud.

Chang'an is still a flowery romantic spring swallow eaves inlaid with fragrant mud, a curtain of red rain peach blossoms, ten miles of clear yin willow shadow.

"My lord, today is the day when Lord Lin and Master He Ma return to Beijing, and the Holy One invites you to go to the Qingyuan Hall to say that there is something to discuss." Not long after entering the palace, Sheng's sweet and pleasing little yellow door stood outside the Red Maple Palace, and he spoke in a thin voice, and he saw the fierce black silver armor guard next to the red wall and green leaning against him, shrunk his neck and swallowed a large mouthful of saliva.

I thought it was just a good guy to pass the word, who would have thought that the place where the word was passed was Leng Guan, and there were several big men standing outside who were daunting with horizontal eyebrows and angry eyes, until he left behind his legs and couldn't help shaking,

And which adult lives in it, it's really itching, so I can only hide it, and the slaves who work in the palace can only survive if they want to live.

"There is Father-in-law Lao." There was a lazy and tired vermilion jade chime from the hall, like a maple leaf falling on a maple tree in autumn.

"Where is the adult, the small one is just a messenger, please come over early, the Mo Sect Holy Lord has been waiting for a long time." Now that the words have been brought, there is no meaning of waiting for a long time, and the curiosity that arises from the idea is better to forget it quickly.

"Okay."

"Master, do you want to wear this set of vermilion or dark red today." The tea student was also very excited to know the news of Lin Chaoge's return, and even more honestly talked about the master he hadn't seen for a long time, and even his face was full of joy that he couldn't hide.

"Vermilion, I'm bringing a box of rouge to this king." However, after a few months, Xiao Yuzi was tortured by illness and had a handful of bones left, where was there still Chang'an when he was young and thin. Riding a horse and leaning on the bridge, the red sleeves of the building are wanton.

The cheeks are sunken, the black silk that was originally shiny is now a little frizzy and dry and forked, and the eyes are a blue and black that cannot be hidden, and the perfectly shaped chin is a little frightening.

"The current appearance of this king, I'm really afraid that I will scare her when I see her." The corners of his mouth were pulled and a wry smile spread, like a skeleton covered with a thin layer of skin, and the blurred flavonoid mirror reflected a skinny face, and the clothes that used to fit were weak at this time.

"Whoa." Cha Sheng saw that the master who was supposed to ride a horse and drink with a sword became a dying woman trapped in the back house waiting to die, and his heart was as distressed as a knife and it was difficult to hold himself, and his master should be like an eagle soaring in the sky instead of the same canary light that was tortured in a cage.

The tip of his nose was slightly sour, and his eyes were ruddy, and he wanted to say something to comfort him, but the pair of dark gray pupils with a heart like a dead heart could only pin his hopes on the little master who came back today, and only hoped that the master could be as wanton as before at the last point in time.

No matter what the master did wrong to him back then, he hoped to beg her to accompany the prince for the last period of time, even if he used his life to make amends.

The intricate sprinkled gold embroidered tent on the wall of the car has been replaced with bright plain satin, piled with soft and bright soft pillows, and there are boxes of small preserved fruits and dried meat sprinkled next to it, and a small pear blossom wood table is placed in the middle, and a white porcelain lotus koi-like incense plug is placed on it, which is burned. The refreshing white mint and mint fragrance, the March day in Chang'an is still cold, but it saves the trouble of using the stove again.

There was a stack of yellowed books next to the small table, and in the capital, the young man in the shirt lying in the carriage yawned lazily and made a sound; "It's probably going to be a long time before we get into town."

"Back to my lord, there is still an hour or so."

After getting the answer he wanted, Lin Chaoge's body was crooked again and lay down in the soft blanket again, for some reason, the closer he got to Chang'an, the less he had a bad premonition in his heart, presumably this was a little homesickness.

Before they reached the gate of the city, there was a bustling crowd. Peasants carrying flat poles. The vendors, who set up stalls and sold their goods, were in order, and although they were outside the city, they seemed to have entered the city.

The crowd is full of people, and the prosperity of the capital cannot be imitated anywhere.

Lin Chaoge opened the blue calla lotus silk curtain on half of the lake, raised his head and looked at the majestic and solemn city gate in the distance, his eyes were a little stupid, there was a feeling of being in a different world, and his eyes looked up like the word 'Chang'an' on the huge plaque at the city gate.

I heard that the word "Chang'an" was personally mentioned by the Emperor Taigao Ancestor of the year, and his words are indeed good, vigorous and powerful, and the iron painting silver hook.

Before they could fully enter the city, they gave way to a straight and wide avenue through the bustling crowd, and a royal guard wearing silver-white armor and riding a white horse stopped them in the direction of the city gate.

Other passers-by, even if they were curious, just secretly glanced at it, presumably it was an official master who came from outside the country for a long time, or a relative of the emperor.

"It's Lord Lin and the horse master sitting in the carriage." The man at the head has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, deep facial features like a knife, and a tall figure.

"It's this horse, but the Holy Lord asked General Yan to pick it up." didn't wait for Lin Chaoge to lift the curtain, but He Qing, who was sitting in one or two carriages behind, was pleasantly surprised. Even from a distance, you can still see several beautiful women kneeling in the carriage.

"Exactly." In the letter, Lord Lin said that the relationship with the concubine Ma Ye had fallen out in Ruyang and his party, and he originally thought it could not be true, but today it is true.

"Please also ask Lord Lin to go to the palace with General Ben, the Holy Lord said that there are some details of the matter in Ruyang that you need to ask Lord Lin." is neither humble nor arrogant, and has a loud voice, even if the voice is already penetrating across the trail.

Lin Chaoge also recognized who he was, ---- Yan Pang, the son of the mighty general, was twenty-five years old, and now received the position of cultivating soldiers and horses in Chang'an, who was not much older than her, a subordinate who was only five grades, and sent him to pick him up today, I am afraid that the person who came was not good.

"Okay, it's hard for General Yan to make a trip." It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, even if she knows that there is a dragon and a deep tiger beach ahead, she has to break through, and the root of her teeth is loosened, and she spits out a breath of turbidity.

"May I ask the general, I don't know if this horse is going to enter the palace together." Lin Chaoge can guess that He Qing's brain will naturally not be stupid, if it is a reward for meritorious deeds, it is usually on the day of the Great Court. They only returned to Chang'an today, and they had to freshen up and dress up to meet Long Yan, and there were very few dusty people who immediately entered the palace, and there was only one possibility, that is, they committed a crime.

As long as he thought of the words, He Qingrang was full of joy even to his bones, and he also brought back several beautiful flowers in Ruyang How to face Princess Zhaoyang is not panicked, for him, Princess Zhaoyang is also a woman, and he is a man's three wives and four concubines, why not, she still has an unshakable position as a wife in his heart. What's more, Shishi is gentle and understanding, presumably the princess will like them too, he just made a mistake that all men in the world will make.

He please let the little abacus in his heart crackle, and he forgot the noble position of the royal woman, he not only slapped Princess Zhaoyang in the face, but also slapped the royal family hard, how could the royal daughter be so good.

"No need, the master can go back to the princess's mansion directly." General Yan looked at the concubine with schadenfreude in his eyes, and thought of what Princess Zhaoyang came to her mansion yesterday to find him, and his thick/black/sword eyebrows were slightly lame.

It's better for outsiders not to interfere in other people's family affairs.

"I don't know if General Yan knows what happened to the Holy Lord's summoning of the lower officials into the palace? Or the lower officials don't know what they did wrong, which angered the saint and blamed him. "Suddenly came out like this, even if I knew that I didn't do anything wrong, I would always panic for no reason.

It's exactly the same as when I memorized ancient poems when I was a child, and I knew that I had memorized them word for word last night, but I felt exactly the same when I spot-checked myself in class.

"Lord Lin doesn't need to worry, there must be good news when you enter the palace this time." Since I know that this person will definitely be promoted to the rank of knight when I return to Beijing this time, why not buy it in advance.

Yan Pang thought about it and said; "Lord Lin, just put your heart back in your stomach."

The more he said this, the more uneasy Lin Chaoge's heart became, and he always felt that something bad would happen, as if the wind and waves were calm before the wind and clouds, the calmer the lake, and the more hateful the bloody rain was coming.

Not only was it about the palace reward, why did she call her alone, or when she came back from a bumpy carriage all the way, she still wanted to go back to the palace immediately to meet the people who thought about it day and night.

What's even more strange is that her letter back to Chang'an should have been sent to him ten days ago, but let alone meet at the city gate today, and even the people of the palace did not see her go out of the city to greet her.

Today, in addition to Xiao Yuzi, the young emperor who is also in the Qingyuan Palace is also extremely uneasy in his heart, just the brand new robes have changed no less than ten sets, the head has touched the oil, the eyebrows have been trimmed, and the son is as warm and moist as jade, Xiao Xiao is solemn, and he is hearty and clear.

It's just that this gaze glanced at the gate of the palace after a while, just looking at the book in his hand for most of the hour, he couldn't see what was written in it, and his eyes were full of just whether the person had entered the city, Yan Pang received the person, where is the person now, how long will it take, how is his clothes today, can it be eye-catching.

"Ahem." Yuan Gonggong, who really couldn't stand it, blew the dust and coughed lightly, fortunately, the people who were waiting in the hall were all driven out by him, otherwise Yi Shengshang's appearance of being uneasy and scratching his heart and lungs fell in the eyes of others, what would it look like.