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After nearly a year of separation, she was finally able to see her husband again, since they got married, although she and Liang Bozhao have been together less and more apart, but they have never been separated for so long, every day of missing is tormenting her, sometimes I really miss it tightly, and there are people who cry alone at night, and how can I not be happy when I think of seeing the person I am thinking about at night.

Ning Xiang was in Fengyi Palace, but her heart had already drifted far away, just hoping that it would get dark and reunite their husband and wife as soon as possible.

Capital.

The day is not yet dawn, the road on both sides is already the head of the people, the late people only desperately squeeze forward, all want to see the triumph of the Dingbei Hou with their own eyes, in addition to to see the captured northern Xinjiang barbarians, even the restaurants and tea shops on both sides of the road are also full, some boxes are even more by some Beijing dignitaries chartered, occupy an excellent position, when Liang Bozhao led the three armies into the city, it is enough to see clearly, a glimpse of the demeanor of the Dingbei Hou.

The sky is gradually brightening, the city gate is already crowded, the hub hits the shoulder, for a time the noise is shaking, the defenders have been dispatched, have to stand on both sides of the road, and surround those common people, leaving a spacious road for the army of Dingbei Hou.

I don't know when, I heard a rumbling sound of horses' hooves coming from a distance, obviously there were thousands of horses, I don't know who shouted; "Dingbei Hou, it's Dingbei Hou who is here!"

The already bustling crowd was like an explosion, the noise came and went, everyone listened to the sound of the horse's hooves getting closer and closer to the city gate, and finally, I saw the soldiers like a tide, approaching the city gate, the first person was wearing a black armor, the crotch of the BMW mighty horse, lined with his tall and burly figure, thousands of troops and horses followed behind him, the black pressure could not see the end, the handsome flag fluttered in the wind, it was a big "beam" word.

As soon as he saw the man, the crowd was suddenly silent, even a needle falling on the ground could be heard, countless eyes fell on the tall and mighty man, and when he rode into the city, there happened to be a ray of sunlight shining on his face, but seeing his eyebrows sharp, the bridge of his nose was high, and his demeanor was extremely decisive, almost no one doubted that this person must be Liang Bozhao!

The noise sounded again, several times more noisy than Fang Cai, the people raised their arms and shouted, everyone's faces were flushed, some women and children were even more tearful, Dingbei Hou's army passed by, several voices shouted in unison, resounding in the sky.

"King Dingbei! King of Dingbei! King of Dingbei! .....”

Liang Bozhao's face was the same, and even the soldiers behind him were all indifferent and solemn, ignoring the shouts around him, and following the lord into the city.

And those prisoners of the Condor Country were held on a prisoner car, the Khan of the Condor Country bore the brunt, and then the Yan clan, princes, princes, princesses, concubines, ministers, etc., were all locked up in one place, and there were hundreds of prisoner cars, and the people on both sides of the road saw the prisoners of war of the Condor Country, their eyes lit up, and they took out the vegetable leaves and peels that had been prepared long ago, and threw them towards the barbarians.

Barbarian men have always been brave, even if they were tortured all the way, they were still silent at this time, and those originally noble concubines and princesses were unbearable at this time, some of them were already crying, and from time to time there were eyes in the crowd that were attracted by one of the girls, but seeing her high nose and deep eyes, her complexion was snow-white, even if she was embarrassed, she was still arrogant.

Someone muttered quietly; "That, I'm afraid it's Princess Anolan, who is known as the first beauty in the desert?"

Outside the noon gate.

The emperor has personally commanded hundreds of civil and military officials, and greeted the triumphant Dingbei Marquis army at the noon gate.

Liang Bozhao saw the bright yellow figure in front of him, a gesture, and all the generals behind him stopped, except for the sound of uniform footsteps, no other sounds could be heard, such a neat military appearance was daunting.

Liang Bozhao got off the horse and walked towards the bright yellow figure, his steps were steady and powerful, his eyes were deep and introverted, and he knelt on one knee three steps away from the emperor, and he sounded thick and powerful; "Minister, Liang Bozhao, knock to see my emperor."

The emperor was already full of spring breeze, personally stretched out his hand, Liang Bozhao lifted up from the ground, he looked at Liang Bozhao for a moment, he hadn't seen Liang Bozhao for more than a year, Liang Bozhao had lost a lot of weight, and his originally resolute face was even more cold, his eyebrows were dusty, his face was like an axe, his lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were as sharp as knives, which made people ignore it.

Although the emperor was in Beijing, he also knew the difficulty of Liang Bozhao's battle, with 150,000 horses, against the 300,000 iron cavalry of the Hu people, with less to win more, several times put to death and then lived, in the case of the lack of food and grass in the imperial court, he won this battle, the hardships are difficult to describe.

But because of this, the emperor can't help but be even more jealous in his heart, Liang Bozhao is so good, looking at the Yuan clan of Daqi, who can stand out from the right, this person will not be eliminated for a day, and the Daqi country will be unstable for a day.

The emperor's heart was torn and turned a thousand times, but his face did not show anything, he only patted Liang Bozhao's shoulder, his eyes showed a look of embarrassment, and sighed; "Aiqing has been running for the country for more than a year, and it has been really hard."

Liang Bozhao clenched his fists, and his voice was as quiet as water; "It is the duty of a minister to be loyal to my emperor."

The emperor bowed his head, and the corners of his lips were still with a faint smile, and said; "I have set up a feast for Aiqing in the palace, so that Aiqing can catch the wind and wash the dust."

After finishing speaking, the emperor changed his words and said; "As for Mrs. Hou, she also happened to be in Fengyi Palace at this time, and when Aiqing entered the palace, the husband and wife were able to reunite."

It was only at this time that Liang Bozhao's complexion changed slightly, and then returned to normal, he didn't say anything, only lowered his eyes, and spit out a sentence without shock; "Weichen thanked the emperor.

The emperor glanced at him, and his complexion was still gentle.

The three armies could not enter the imperial city with the commander, so they were stationed in the suburbs of Beijing, Liang Bozhao returned to Beijing this time, and could only bring a personal soldier, and after Liang Bozhao entered the palace, he had to take off the heavy sword at his waist, his steps were extremely fast, almost so that the inner servants behind him could not catch up, and had to trot all the way, following the man and whispering; "Master Hou, slow down, slow down...."

Fengyi Palace.

Because of the feast in the evening, the queen had already let the palace maid serve and got out of bed, combing her hair and carefully combing her long hair, the queen rubbed the corners of her forehead slightly, and when she turned her eyes, she saw Ning Xiang staring out the window, without blinking, as if she was stunned.

The queen bent her lips and got up with the support of the palace maid, Ning Xiang heard the movement, and only then did she come back to her senses, and the queen smiled; "Mrs. Hou is in the Fengyi Palace of the main palace, but her heart has already flown to the Zhaoyang Palace."

Ning Xiang also felt that she was too anxious, so she only lowered her face and whispered; "Let the mother smile."

The queen gently took her hand, and saw a palace maid hurrying over and bowing to the queen; "Niangniang, Princess Yongning is here."

The queen raised her eyebrows and smiled; "Please come in, princess."

In the past two days that Ning Xiang was in the palace, every morning and dusk, Yongning would also come to greet the queen, Ning Xiang also met with her, Yongning, as always, was not cordial to her, but it was by no means indifferent, everything was just right, with a touch of politeness and alienation, but let each other feel at ease.

Ning Xiang was all on Liang Bozhao at this time, how could she still have the heart to care about Yongning, when she heard her coming, she didn't go to her heart at all, and before long, she saw Yongning dressed in a lake-green palace dress, combing a flying fairy bun, and walked over.

"The son has seen the queen mother."

"Get up," said the queen with a smile to Yongning; "You came just in time, the palace and Mrs. Dingbei Hou are planning to go to Zhaoyang Palace."

Yongning got up, Ning Xiang blessed her body, Yongning bowed slightly, held the other arm of the queen, and said softly; "I heard that the Marquis of Dingbei has entered the palace and is waiting in the Zhaoyang Palace, the feast is about to start, and it is best for the queen mother to go at this time."

I heard that Liang Bozhao entered the palace, and at this time he was in Zhaoyang Palace, Ning Xiang's heartbeat seemed to jump out of his throat, and his palms were full of cold sweat, almost even his calves were weak, and every step was like stepping on the clouds, and even his body was about to float.

Ning Xiang tried her best to stabilize herself, she was low eyebrows all the way, she didn't know what the queen and Yongning were talking about, she couldn't hear anything, she couldn't see anything, she only knew that she was going to see Liang Bozhao, and she wanted to see the man she was thinking about.

Ning Xiang didn't know how he came to the Zhaoyang Palace, in the brightly lit hall, the emperor sat in the first place, and under him, there was a burly and vigorous figure, just saw that shadow, Ning Xiang's heart was full of sorrow, and tears couldn't stop coming out of his eyes.

In the hazy eyes of tears, Ning Xiang only saw him stand up, she didn't dare to blink, for fear that the tears would fall, but the tears kept in her eyes, only so that she couldn't see Liang Bozhao's face clearly, she followed the queen step by step, and the ministers and women around her got up and saluted the queen, but she didn't care about anything, a pair of sheared eyes looked at Liang Bozhao stupidly.

When she walked to Liang Bozhao's side, Ning Xiang couldn't take a step anymore, the queen smiled slightly, took Ning Xiang's hand, personally sent it to Liang Bozhao's side, and said softly; "Hou Ye has been away from Beijing for nearly a year, and now he is finally reunited as a husband and wife."

Liang Bozhao bowed to the queen and only whispered; "Empress Weichen Xie is compassionate."

The queen smiled dignifiedly, walked up to the main seat, sat down next to the emperor, and the two looked at each other, their eyes were surging.

In front of everyone, Liang Bozhao tried his best to restrain his urge to ignore it and want to hold Ning Xiang in his arms, he squeezed his wife's little hand, and only led her to sit down at the desk together.

Ning Xiang's tears finally couldn't be contained, and rolled down from her eyes, she held her husband's big hand under the desk, and called him in a trembling voice; "Xianggong..."

Liang Bozhao looked down at her, saw her little face like pear blossoms and rain, and remembered the difference in the past year, and his heart was like a knife, he didn't speak, only silently clenched Ning Xiang's little hand.