The cavalry was getting closer and closer to the Imperial Palace.

Ling Xiao is a person who practices martial arts, and his eyesight is better, and he can see the person who is surrounded by everyone in the middle at a glance.

He looked intently, and at first glance met a pair of eyes with joy.

The eye is like a point of paint, clear and transparent.

The young man who was surrounded by everyone in the center was wrapped in a snow-white fox fur, and his wide fur collar took advantage of the snow-white little face to become smaller and smaller.

With red lips and white teeth, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and a little red nose, you can tell at a glance which little master was pampered.

Is this the little emperor?

Ling Xiao thought for a moment, the little emperor seemed to have reached the age of sixteen.

Seeing him like this now, he can say that he is fourteen years old, and he looks like a child who has not grown up, no wonder Princess An pressed and did not say kiss.

It's not like a person who can start a family.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but laugh a little when he thought of this.

Thinking like this, the horse was already near.

As soon as he pulled the reins, the horse under his crotch let out a long roar, and his front hooves were raised high, almost standing upright.

Ah Zhao's eyes lit up when he saw it: handsome!

Ling Xiao turned around and dismounted, and hundreds of guards behind him dismounted in unison.

"Chen Lingxiao, knock on Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live! ”

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

The soldiers who came down from the battlefield were to kowtow, and they also had a lingering bloody aura of slaughter.

There was a young attendant beside him, and he even trembled slightly.

Ah Zhao was even happier.

That's how it is! in order to be invincible on the battlefield!

Without saying a word, she stepped forward and personally helped Ling Xiao up: "General, please get up." At the same time, let the general behind him stand up.

Although Ling Xiao was made the Duke of Fuguo, everyone still preferred to call him a general.

Ling Xiao only felt that when he looked closer, the little emperor looked even smaller.

Only then did he reach the position of his shoulder, and the whole person was wrapped in a cloak and was thin and small.

It seems that the rumors of frailty are true.

Thinking of this, he was a little worried: Your Majesty doesn't know if this body can hold up, and now Daqi is not good to suffer another blow.

He briefly reported the situation to Ah Zhao: it was impossible for the 200,000 troops he brought back to come to the capital with him, and all of them were stationed dozens of miles outside the capital, waiting for orders from the imperial court.

This time, the return of the army to the dynasty is also a kind of deterrent - let those clans who are ready to move be in peace.

Ah Zhao listened very seriously, and kept nodding, and the eyes of a pair of cats who looked over were full of admiration.

Ling Xiao felt interesting and a little worried-for a gentleman, it was not good to be so happy and angry.

When he went back, Ah Zhao sat in the imperial chariot, and Ling Xiao rode a horse to follow him.

Ah Zhao's body was already weak, and he got up early, and he was excited for a while after seeing the male protagonist, and now he sat on the royal chariot, comfortable, and the sleepiness came up all of a sudden.

She leaned back on the soft cushion and fell asleep in a daze.

When he arrived at the gate of the palace, Ling Xiao dismounted.

According to the previous instructions, although the first emperor had just passed away and could not hold a palace banquet, Ah Zhao still had to personally catch the wind for the general.

So Ling Xiao didn't leave, but waited for Ah Zhao's orders.

However, there has been no movement in the Imperial Palace.

"Your Majesty?" The palace man shouted softly.

No response.

Ling Xiao was in a hurry, he couldn't care about his dignity and humility, so he stretched out his hand and lifted the curtain.

The one who caught his eye was a little emperor who slept crookedly.

Ling Xiao: "......"

He lowered the curtain and coughed lightly at Yuhu, who looked worried: "Your Majesty is resting, go directly to the Purple Pole Palace." ”