I didn't expect Beilin's situation to be so complicated, it was completely beyond Hua Mian's imagination, and it sounded like Beilin had more potential to stage a palace fighting drama.

"What's that black piece up ahead?" , A few people were already getting closer and closer to the imperial city while talking, and Huamian saw a large black thing appear outside the imperial city in the distance.

That black seems to be moving, alive! And it seemed to be approaching in their direction, and with it a cloud of smoke and dust, something approaching rapidly, so large that it was almost impossible to see the border.

"It's the cavalry of Beilin", the soldier of the Xuanjia Army outside the carriage said in a low voice, and involuntarily tightened the reins in his hand.

The horses used by the mission were specially brought out of the imperial city in order to look magnificent, and these horses were usually pampered, and even the speed of the cart was reduced, let alone facing such a huge Beilin cavalry.

The horses were so frightened that they immediately stopped, and some even took a few steps back, forming a circle on the spot, on the contrary were the horses ridden by the soldiers of the Xuanjia Army, these horses haunted the border pass all the year round as war horses, how could they not have seen such a battle for the Beilin cavalry, and a white snort erupted from the nose at the moment, and the hooves of the ground were gouged before and the mouth neighed.

The soldier on horseback was also much calmer than the rest of the mission, and after calming his mount, he unconsciously approached the carriage guarding beside him, and his other hand quietly rested on the hilt of the sword hanging from his waist.

When the Beilin cavalry approached a distance of about a few hundred meters, several purple flags spread out in the team, Hua Mian judged that it should be quite a large flag, and people could distinguish a few colors on it from such a distance.

The others in the mission did not know the meaning of these flags, but the adjutant general who followed Sikong Yue's car saw it clearly, and said to the carriage: "General, it is the banner of King Jin"

The deputy general said that the king of Jin was the one Sikong Yue wanted to marry, just because the throne he inherited was the most awarded to his grandmother, which was originally the word 'mallow', and when it was passed to him by his mother, he felt that it was too feminine to remove the word 'kwai', and only one word was retained, so they all called him King Jin.

When the Beilin cavalry was getting closer and closer to the mission, it was less than 100 meters, Hua Mian saw the pattern on the banner clearly, and the imagined Beilin style is completely different is that the banner of this Jin King is dark purple with a few lilac flowers embroidered on the background, not a gorgeous big flower, to the point that it looks like wild flowers that can be seen everywhere on the roadside, such a pattern may be very ordinary if it appears on the flower street, but now it is on the banner of a prince, it seems that it is not easy for this prince to bear the title handed down by his mother's family.

The black cloud-like cavalry stopped less than fifty meters from the front of the mission, and saw a man with several standard-bearers riding his horse.

Due to the request of the officials of the Ministry of Rites in the mission, including the carriage that Doctor Cui was riding, to the food cart brought by the chefs and the palace maids, all the doors and windows were closed, making Xiao Cui, who was interested in what would happen next, anxious.

"Won't we see anything then," Cui complained to the soldier who told them to close the doors and windows, but instead of replying, she hurried elsewhere.

Xiaocui said that she didn't want to close it, and wanted to continue to watch the next process, but the movements in her hands did not stop, and she obediently closed the window.