"Your Majesty, Qingluan will be able to return to Beijing in a few days."

There was still some distance from Shu Ange, so he couldn't wait to kneel down on one knee and report the good news.

Since there was a mistake in Huangjue Temple, Yiluan Si has almost checked the monks here, and the place where Xuanjing lives is even more idler.

Therefore, Xinran was able to tell the news of Qingluo's imminent return to Beijing without hindrance.

Hearing her say this, Shu Ange's mood was bright, and he clapped his hands and said, "Okay, Aiqing get up quickly and explain this matter in detail." ”

The two found a stone table and stone bench in the temple, and Shu Ange pulled Xinran to sit down and asked her to talk about Qingluan's return to Beijing in detail.

In order to prevent accidents on the road, the news of Qingluan and Shaojun's departure from the Thousand Flowers Country has been blocked from the outside world.

Shu Ange planned to wait for the two of them to be ten miles away from the capital, and then send people out to greet them with great fanfare, and put out the due honor guard.

After Xinran finished reporting, Shu Ange said two good words in a row, and then said: "This matter is handled by you, the Ministry of Rites must choose reliable people, and the honor guard must not be mixed with idle people." ”

"If your subordinates obey your orders, you will live up to your grace!"

As she spoke, she knelt down again, and Shu Ange helped her up helplessly.

Time flies, and after the Hundred Flowers Banquet, the ministers are waiting for His Majesty to announce the selection of the imperial lady.

Who knows, after waiting for nearly half a decade, His Majesty suddenly announced the news that Qingluan, the director of the Yiluan Division, and his wife Hua Qinghuan, the young monarch of the Qianhua Kingdom, had returned to Beijing.

For a while, a thousand waves were stirred, especially King Rong and King Yingyang, and their mouths were about to be blistered.

They also wanted to take advantage of Qingluan and Shaojun Hua Qinghuan on their way back to Qingluo to ambush the two, and no matter which of the two had an accident, the marriage between the two countries was bound to fail.

In this way, they can also take advantage of the fire with the Flying Dragon Kingdom to rob and pull Yun Wangyue off the dragon chair.

Although the two of them embroidered a pillow with a bag of grass, they couldn't bear to have a lot of eyes, and after the palace was ambushed before, Yiluan Si didn't find out a result for a long time.

Although they didn't expect Yun Wangyue to personally go into battle to teach the two of them, they could think that this matter was most likely instructed by her.

King Rong and King Yingyang had already plotted against each other, but now that they realized that the emperor was likely to have seen through it, the two of them panicked, and they inevitably wanted to jump off the wall in a hurry.

Now that they suddenly heard the news of Qingluan's return to Beijing, the two of them were really dark, and they almost immediately contacted the spies sent by the Qianlong Kingdom to seek countermeasures.

Qingluan's motorcade stopped outside the city for two days, and only after the honor guard was ready did it begin to enter Beijing.

The gongs and drums were noisy, the bells and drums rang out in unison, the mighty motorcade entered from the city gate, the people blocked the water around the long street, and the second and third floors of the restaurants on the street were also covered by the families of the powerful.

Qingluan rode a tall horse, wearing the formal clothes of Yiluansi, and paraded through the streets with a blank face.

Hua Qinghuan sat in a carriage full of flowers, a little nervously waiting for the upcoming face saint, after all, he married from Qianhuayuan, and there were too many uncertainties in his heart.

The people threw flowers and fruits at the float, stretched their necks one by one, and shouted: "Shaojun, Shaojun." ”

Both men and women want to see the true face of Lushan, the legendary beauty of the country and the city, but the tulle is fluttering, and the flower Qinghuan phoenix crown is decorated with a pearl curtain, and no one can see his true face.

Of course, Qing Luansheng's appearance is dignified and powerful, and there is no shortage of amorous men, who shouted on the street: "Adult, look here, adult." ”

Qingluan was always expressionless, and there was no response in the face of the handkerchief sachet thrown by others.

Hua Qinghuan sat in the car, looking at Qingluan's popularity, and the oil bottle hung on the corner of her mouth.

(Next, the rhythm will speed up~\(≧▽≦)/~ Lalala, but the blue bridge is not spoilers, quack)