When the news of the victory of the Northwest Army came, the land of the capital, which had been depressed for a long time, suddenly fell into a state of jubilation, and now he was even more overjoyed and ordered the army to return to the court.

The marshal sent by Jinshang was killed by the opponent's killer outside the pass in a major war, and now the leader of the troops is Lu Kun, the son of the Marquis of Ningyuan, who passed as a pioneer.

On that day, from the main gate of Zhengyang Gate of the Imperial City, to the wide avenue of the south gate of the capital, there are crowds of people everywhere, and from time to time there are merchants and hawkers who carry burdens in the middle of the flexible walking around, and the teahouse and restaurant on the street are robbed out early, and from early in the morning, there are all kinds of carriages coming from all directions, gathering everywhere. At this moment, looking up from the street, I can occasionally see the little lady who leans her head against the window and looks out, the little boy.

They all came to see today's pomp and circumstance.

Just after the hour, there was a faint sound of horses' hooves outside the wide open gate, and as time went on, the sound grew louder and louder like thunder, rumbling and getting closer and closer.

The guards guarding the door only felt that the spear in his hand was trembling with the ground, and his arm was faintly wooden, and at this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and countless high-headed horses were already close in front of him, and immediately one by one the soldiers in armor sat majestically on the horses.

The guards guarding the gate looked up and watched the armor pass in front of them one by one, as if covering the sky and the sun, and their hearts were pounding, and the spears they were holding slid silently downward.

The cavalry marched by, followed by the infantry, row after row, column after column, neatly like a man. The guard looked at them and patted his chest freely, while shaking the spear in his hand again.

When the army entered the city, all the windows facing the street in the city were opened, and countless eyes were fixed on the soldiers who were slowing down their horses in the street.

And the most eye-catching thing in the meantime is a young general at the front, I saw that his face was like white jade, his eyes were like sharp stars, just with a solemn face, it caused countless girls to blush, and their eyes swept to this side frequently.

In the crowd, the topic of the young general surged like a flood of floodgates.

"Look, look, look at that little general, he looks really handsome!"

"Really! It's okay to be young! Look, you're eighteen or twenty years old, right? ”

Of course, there are also people who recognize him, take a look, and suddenly realize: "It's not young, people are only twenty years old, and they are just the age of a weak crown, but they are not very young!" ”

"Do you recognize him?"

"He, back then, he was one of the two flowers in our capital, the prince of Ningyuan, that's it. I joined the army three years ago. It's just that I didn't expect that the wind and sun outside would still be so white, whiter than many of our women. Hee-hee. ”

"This is the famous Marquis of Ningyuan? I didn't say that I was famous back then, but I didn't see it, and I really took over the mantle of the old marquis. ”

"Not really. This little general Lu has now heard that he is majestic, it is the three armies of Yongguan, I heard that the prince of a small country was caught by him, but he went deep into the enemy camp alone and captured people. How else to say that the artist is bold! ”

At this time, a woman sat on the second floor of an inconspicuous small building on the corner of the street, looking out through the window, and at the same time listening to all kinds of praise for Lu Kun. The breeze blew and blew her face covered with a white veil, revealing a perfect side face. Her eyes glanced at the face of the young man on the tall horse, and instantly she felt as if there were ten thousand golden needles stored in her heart, which stabbed her so painfully that she couldn't breathe, and quickly turned the head of the master.

A woman of about twenty years old in green clothes walked to the table, picked up the tea set on the table, gently poured a cup of tea, and put it in Xiuzhu's hand, the tea was turquoise, and green smoke rose from the water.

The masked woman glanced at the tea in her hand, her eyes full of pain.

The green-shirted woman glanced out of the window lightly, and stood silently behind her, her eyes looking out of the window, until the distance of the parade outside, she withdrew her gaze, and her eyes were full of sadness.

After a long time, the spectators on the street gradually dispersed, and the two women came out of the teahouse one after the other, got into a black-covered carriage, and told the coachman to go out of the city gate.

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There was jubilation in the Ningyuan Marquis's mansion, and since three days ago, the maids and ladies in the mansion have been busy back and forth. Today, everyone's heart is even more happy.

In a study in the front yard, Ning Yuanhou sat at the table, his fingers knocked on the table one by one, his face was obviously anxious, and after a quarter of an hour, his fingers fell on the table, and suddenly asked: "Kun'er is back, how can I explain to him?" ”

On the chair opposite him, there was a person who looked like a scribe half-sitting, and when the man heard Ning Yuanhou's words, his expression paused for a moment, and then he smiled: "Hou Ye, this incident is not caused by Hou Ye, can the prince still blame Hou Ye for it?" ”

Ning Yuanhou listened to the scribe's words, his face became even more agitated, and his fingers tapped more quickly.

At the same time, in the old lady's back room, Furong ran in with a happy face and said with a smile: "Miss, I inquired clearly just now, the prince has won the battle and is receiving a banquet in the palace, and he will come back later." ”

When Li Miaoxian heard Furong's words, he hit his hand, and the needle in his hand silently pierced the stomach of his index finger, and the blood instantly overflowed, staining a piece of cloth red. However, she didn't seem to feel it, and looked up at Fleur at the door with a pale face, and her body trembled slightly, "Shi, Shizi...... Coming back? "So how can she pretend?

When Fleur saw Li Miaoxian's hand, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes, but she quickly disappeared, changed to a worried look, stepped forward to hold her hand, rescued the injured head from under the needle, and held it in her mouth.

Li Miaoxian let her hold it, and the tears in her eyes fell silently, flowing down her cheeks and dripping on the top of Furong's head.

Only then did Furong take Li Miaoxian's hand out of her mouth, squatted on the ground, looked up at her young lady, and whispered: "Miss, the prince is back, everything will be fine." You are the real lady of the prince, and you should live a life of fine clothes and food......"

The tears in Li Miaoxian's eyes did not decrease, but became more turbulent, and the crystal tears fell silently, making her whole person even more sad.

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