After catching up with Xingya and understanding the situation of his wives, Zhao Xianxin also felt a lot at ease, but it was a pity that Xingya said that there was something important in Beijing and left early. Zhao Xian went back to the inn alone, sleeping with his head covered and no one disturbing him, this sleep was not sweet.

In the early morning of the next day, the morning light obliquely reflected the ancient city wall of Chang'an, and the majestic projection was like a giant beast, which made people marvel at the thickness of this thousand-year-old capital.

The morning bell rings slowly, and the rhythmic chime reverberates in every corner of the city. With the pull of the chains, the heavy gate gradually opened, and the spacious and spotless streets of Chang'an appeared in front of you, and the imperial city could be seen in the distance.

There is no end in sight to the blood-red carpet, leading straight to the palace. Wearing a black battle armor, Zhao Xian strode into Chang'an City alone, the gentle autumn wind blew the heirloom robe on his body, and the snow-white mink velvet swayed in the wind, but it was a pity that the long queues of onlookers on both sides of the street did not lead to petals, but that strange gaze.

In this era of supremacy of imperial power, no matter what kind of grievances the courtiers have suffered, they will not be treated well if they turn against the old lord and defect to others.

Zhao Xian, as the heir of Zhenguo Gong, personally destroyed the Liang guarded by his ancestors for generations, even if Northern Qi felt very happy, he also had a contemptuous attitude towards him.

It is understandable that he was wronged by the emperor and rebelled, and it was a bit embarrassing to grovel and run to Chang'an to surrender.

Zhao Xian walked slowly on it, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't seem to care about the pointing of the people next to the street. All the soldiers and horses he carried were left ten miles away from Chang'an, without any guards. It's not that he's bold, but because Beiqi really did something to him, even if he brought guards. And what use can it be?

The armor on his body 'clicked' as he walked, reflecting the terrible silence of Chang'an City, the dense crowd on the side of the street was silent, and the whole city seemed to be the only living person, the morning light was scattered on his body, and the shadow dragged out far away.

Gradually, his pace became faster and faster, and the imperial city he was looking at had reached his eyes, and the people on the left and right of the streets had changed from ordinary people to gentlemen in official robes. Head to ear, head to ear, head to foot. And General Shi Yuan, who once talked about Zhao Xian's color change. I also looked at it with a complicated expression.

Looks like I'm not very popular! Zhao Xian shook his head and smiled bitterly, without stopping any longer, he walked straight to the palace gate and faced the eunuch who was introduced. Lang said: "Weichen Zhao Xian." Ask to see Your Majesty. ”

"General Zhao, please!" The eunuch shook the dust off his hand. led Zhao Xian to the palace wall like vermilion lacquer.

As soon as he stepped into the urn city, several palace maids dressed in colorful costumes appeared on the surrounding walls, carrying flower baskets. Petals fell from the city, like a rain of flowers.

The breeze was light, and the petals fell on the shoulder guards, Zhao Xian paused to look at the rain of flowers, caught a few petals with his rough hand, and muttered: "This welcoming ceremony is also special." ”

The eunuch in front didn't dare to slack off, and said respectfully: "These are all ordered by His Majesty personally, the general is a great hero of the Northern Qi Dynasty, if you are not grand, how can you be worthy of you." ”

Zhao Xian shook his head slightly, stopped speaking, and went straight forward. A drop of petals never stopped, along the straight red carpet across the palace, gradually came to the front of the Golden Palace.

In the palace, the empress of the Northern Qi Dynasty, who was dressed in imperial robes and was very noble, sat quietly behind the dragon case, her expression was not smiling. Her beautiful and delicate eyes looked at the tall man walking in the distance, and for some reason, flashed with inexplicable laughter and excitement, and even a little nervousness.

In addition, there was also an old woman in a white robe standing on the left side of the golden hall, her eyes were lowered and her attitude was humble, and only when she looked outside the hall, she flashed a little viciousness,

It's time to come, it's finally here.

In early autumn, you can already feel a little cold in the early morning, and the majestic palace in front of you and the huge door that are open make people feel no trace of temperature.

Zhao Xian took a deep breath and said loudly: "Weichen Zhao Xian, ask to see the holy driver." ”

"Zhao Xian asks to see!" The sharp voice echoed inside and outside the Golden Palace, and the eunuch quietly bowed and waited, and after a while, a voice came from the hall: "Xuan!" ”

Zhao Xian had already handed over the sword to the guards in the palace, looked at his nose and nose, and entered the gate of the Golden Palace.

The light in the hall is no darker than the outside, and the smooth steps can reflect his own reflection, Zhao Xian did not take the liberty to raise his head, slowly walked to the front of the steps and knelt on the ground, and said softly: "Minister Zhao Xian, join the army, Your Majesty." ”

As soon as the words came out, there was no response from above, Zhao Xian hung his head tightly, and there was no anxiety in his heart.

Su Ho's eyes wandered left and right, seeing His Majesty's lips, he hesitated for a long time and didn't speak, and his pretty face that couldn't hold back his smile was already a little unable to maintain a solemn expression,

After a long time, a few crisp female voices came from above the emperor's seat: "Zhao Aiqing, raise your head and look at me!" ”

Zhao Xian was slightly shocked when he heard this, and then looked up. I saw that the person in the imperial robe and brocade crown after the dragon case was actually a beautiful woman, with beautiful willow eyebrows and a straight nose. Although the pretty face is covered with a layer of silk veil, the charm still can't be hidden.

"Star, star......" Zhao Xian couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he saw who the emperor of Northern Qi was, and then there was remorse in his eyes, and he said incoherently: "You are actually ...... I'm confused......"

Xingya showed a faint smile on her face, the simplicity and elegance of the past were hidden deep in her heart, the noble momentum surrounded her body, and her wise eyes were even more daring to offend easily, the only thing that remained unchanged was her moving eyes.

She is no longer Xingya, but Su Xiangning, the king of a country in Northern Qi, who naturally hid herself, leaving only wisdom and majesty beyond ordinary people.

Xingya was not surprised by Zhao Xian's overwhelmed appearance, and smiled lightly: "Zhao Aiqing, do you regret that you captured me but didn't seize the opportunity?" ”

Zhao Xian glanced at her deeply, then lowered his head and said slowly: "Weichen doesn't dare." ”

Seeing Zhao Xiancheng's frightened look, Xingya's eyes flashed with a hint of inexplicable loss. In the past, no matter who was the captive of whom, even if the two were-for-tat, neither of them would obey anyone, and there would be endless words. Now that his identity has been revealed, he has become one of the many courtiers in the court, and from now on, is there anyone in the world who can fellowship with me on an equal footing?

The glorious Golden Palace fell silent, and Zhao Xian lowered his head from beginning to end without saying a word. The smile in Xingya's eyes gradually retracted, and she couldn't sleep at night for half a night, but she didn't expect to see each other today, and it was a relatively wordless scene.

"Excuse me, give me a seat." After being silent for a long time, Xingya couldn't hold her breath at first, and forcibly squeezed out a few casual smiles: "Zhao Xian, I promised to surprise you yesterday, were you scared?" ”

Zhao Xian sat down in the back of the small group directly below the hall, slowly shook his head and said: "Your Majesty treats Weichen politely, I can't be grateful, how can I be scared." ”

A few words were said without emotion, and the shameless and ridiculous young general in the past seemed to be gone, replaced by a stiff face, an expression she was tired of seeing.

Xingya opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say. I suddenly regretted it in my heart, if I didn't reveal my identity, we should still be friends with each other!

Su He, who was standing quietly beside Xingya, bowed lightly when he saw this and said: "Your Majesty, General Zhao Xian has made immortal contributions to the Northern Qi Dynasty, and he has endured all the hardships along the way, so he should be rewarded." ”

Xingya's expression moved, and then she remembered the purpose of today, and she was thinking nonsense, and she forgot that she was here to feast and reward Zhao Xian today. She raised her hand lightly and commanded, "Give wine." ”

The corners of Soho's mouth were slightly hooked, and he hurriedly lowered his head to hide the meaningful smile, and glanced at Zhao Xian as if he didn't have any,

Within a moment, the wine was placed on Zhao Xian's small table, and the white jade wine glass was like a spring, this excellent wine had not yet been eaten, and the taste alone made people drunk for three points.

Zhao Xian looked at the wine glass on the table, didn't speak for a long time, his eyes were full of expressions, and finally showed inexplicable sadness and anger.

He sighed softly, looked at Xingya sitting on the emperor's seat, and chuckled: "Your Majesty, do you really want me to drink this glass of wine?" (To be continued......)