On the second day, Murong Chun led his ministers to personally greet Mu Huai and an elite army he had drawn back from the army on the edge of the town at the palace gate.

Mu Huai rode a horse and walked away, his strong upper body was as resolute as a green pine, blowing the cold wind in the north of the border for two years, he looked much darker, but his gaze seemed to be more determined, and the helmet tassels flying in the wind on the silver helmet were more and more lined with him.

He led the army to the gate of the palace, turned over and dismounted, galloped in front of Murong Chun, and knelt down with all the soldiers and saluted:

"The last general, Mu Huai, greets Your Majesty, long live Long live, Long live, Long live!"

"Ministers to see Your Majesty, long live your Majesty, long live, long live!"

"The generals and soldiers have worked hard all the way, and it is bitterly cold in the north, and you can still guard the border for me and the people of the Great Yan Dynasty, I am very relieved." As he spoke, Murong Chun stepped forward and helped Mu Huai up.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for serving the Yan Dynasty, the ministers don't feel hard!" All the soldiers.

"Huai'er has been in the dust all the way, and I haven't seen Guogong yet, right?" Murong Chun didn't say this loudly, not like an emperor, but like an elder who took pity on his juniors.

"The last general will go directly to the palace to face the saint, report the military situation at the border pass, and have not yet gone to ask my father for peace." Mu Huai lowered his head and replied seriously, with a slight tiredness in his voice.

"Okay," Murong Chun raised his head and continued to say to the soldiers, "You soldiers have been guarding the border for two years, and have never reunited with their families, today you return to Beijing to report the military situation, and the Internal Affairs Office will arrange a reception dinner for you, but you can't drink too much wine, tomorrow you will each return home to your relatives for seven days, and then return to the army to practice after seven days, and be on call at any time!" "Murong Chun's imperial majesty is fully displayed, and the grace and power are combined, and it is a rare treatment to save relatives for seven days, sweeping away the hard work of all the soldiers who have come to rush for days, and bending their knees to thank the emperor for his grace.

Mu Huai also bowed his hand to salute, but was stopped by Murong Chun: "Huai'er doesn't need to be polite, first follow me into the palace to report the military situation." ”

"Yes, the last general obeys!"

Because he wanted to welcome Mu Huai back to the palace, he had not yet gone to the court today, and Mu Huai would be asked to report on the military situation, and the ministers did not dare to slack off and hurriedly followed.

Although Murong Nian begged Murong Chun to let her come to the palace gate to pick up Mu Huai, it was still not convenient for her to show up on this occasion, and she had been quietly following behind a group of old men, Mei Wenjin slowed down and found her.

"The princess will go to the mother's harem to sit down first, and it will not be too late to catch up with the general when the banquet begins." Mei Wenjin was worried about Murong Nian in her heart, afraid that she would be too ostentatious, so she asked Murong Chun to scold her, so she had to come over to appease her.

"Then you remember to find someone to inform me in advance!" Murong Nian craned his neck and looked forward, while unconsciously pulling the sleeve of Mei Wenjin's ink-colored official uniform.

Seeing Mu Huai come back, although she hadn't spoken yet, the upturned corners of her mouth were enough to show how happy she was, Mei Wenjin's eyes swept over her hand, and then looked up at her again, stretched out his hand and rubbed the back of her head:

"Don't worry, I will find someone to tell you in advance, and I will not miss the time of the banquet." What she wants, he will do his best to fight for her.

After getting Mei Wenjin's promise, Murong Nian let go of his hand and left with confidence.

Without the sleeves she was pulling, swaying slightly with the breeze a few times, Mei Wenjin felt that it was not his sleeves that she let go, but his tormented heart, which accidentally fell into the autumn pool, looking bright, but actually piercing.

Mei Wenjin looked down, quickly followed the crowd, and entered the Jinluan Palace.

When the sky was about to get dark, someone from the palace came to Kunning Palace to report that the banquet was about to begin.

The queen was bitterly persuading this daughter who made her feel uneasy: "Jinyang, you are married to a wife, don't do something out of the ordinary and lose the royal face." ”