Ten days later, when the dragon and lion arrived in the imperial capital, Zhou Mohuai sent someone three days in advance to inform Wen Wenlan of the date of arrival in the imperial capital, and reported every day that the exact time when the dragon and lion arrived in the capital was under Wen Wenlan's control.

In the 18-mile pavilion outside the city, Wen Wenlan and civil and military officials welcomed the dragon and lion back to the capital. Prince Su Wen Shiqing and Prince Duan Wen Shiqing were also among them. The important officials who accompanied him were the Secretary of Shang Ling Rong Bingyan, the Minister of Rites Feng Rujian, and Zhao Shunran, the Minister of Revenue.

Wen Wenlan was wearing dark clothes, with exquisite dragons embroidered with gold thread on her chest and her arms were surrounded by clusters of peonies. The edge of the clothes was decorated with dark red fabric. Zhou Yu was hanging from her tight belt. Wen Wenlan looked out into the distance. She held her hands under her wide edge and big sleeves. The twelve thick and gorgeous golden hairpins on her head could not suppress her pace.

Wen Wenlan got up at 3 o'clock this morning and applied makeup and finely scribbling his eyebrows. The surroundings of his eyes were rarely stained with solemn and not beautiful rouge. Even though the spring scenery outside the suburbs of the imperial capital is still full of spring, today, the beautiful scenery everywhere is lost.

"Your Majesty, they are here." Wushu pointed to the flag that finally appeared at the end of the official road.

Wen Wenlan recognized it at a glance. This was the flag she personally gave to the dragon and lion. She nodded, took a deep breath, covered her chest with her hands and took a small step forward.

"Your Majesty." He reminded quietly without hesitation.

Wen Wenlan knew that she almost lost her composure. She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it. She stood in front of the pavilion, looking at the person headed by the dragon and lion step by step, getting closer and closer to her.

He was wearing a black armor, holding a spear in his hand, and the clouds above his head were shining brightly. The horses under him were strong in steps, and the flags were flying in the sky behind him.

In the spring two years ago, when Peach Blossom was defeated, she watched him lead three thousand cavalry to rescue the city in Odaiba.

Two years later, on the day when the apricot blossoms first bloomed, she personally picked him up to Beijing at the Shibali Pavilion.

I have been walking slowly, and I hope you will return, and I will succeed and achieve success and make you famous, and my blood and tears are there.

The flags are floating, the civil and military are waiting together, and the Eighteen-li Pavilion is finally back.

The dragon and lion finally moved from the end of the official road to the front of the Eighteen-mile pavilion. Wen Wenlan ran down the steps in three or two steps. Zhou Mohuai ordered to stop moving forward, turn over and get off the horse, and salute with a quick step forward.

"The last general Zhou Mohuai kowtowed to Your Majesty. He will go to the expedition for three years and live up to his mission. Now that he has returned from the war, he will have to go out of the city to greet him personally. This is a blessing for the dragon and lion. The last general is a blessing for the last general. He will thank His Majesty for his kindness."

Zhou Mohuai took off his spear and sword and placed it on the ground, knelt on one knee, raised his hands, and looked deep at the land at his feet.

All the dragons and lions, except for the crown and jade, only bow their heads, all thank the emperor for their gratitude.

"General Zhou is exempted from gifts, please get up quickly." Wen Wenlan suppressed the trembling voice. She stepped forward and helped Zhou Mohuai up, holding his arms tightly, and looked at Zhou Mohuai's face carefully. "I haven't seen each other for three years. General Zhou has lost weight, has become stronger and more mature. Thank you for your hard work in the past years."

Many people present knew that when Zhou Mohuai went to war, he was the deputy general of General Wei Kunyu of the Southern Camp. Now he returned to Beijing and is already a famous general of General Wuwei who was fighting on the side.

"Your Majesty is all right over the years?" Zhou Mohuai also looked at Wen Wenlan carefully, trying to put her in his eyes and see her well enough.

"Your Majesty, General Zhou has worked hard all the way back. Why not go back to the palace first and say anything tonight?" Buyu once again stepped forward to remind Wen Wenlan.

"Yes, I'm so happy." Wen Wenlan pulled Zhou Mohuai's wrist and walked towards her car, "Let's go, take the same car with me, my great hero."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Mohuai shook Wen Wenlan's hand away.

"I thank Your Majesty first." Zhou Mohuai raised his hand and bowed, "It's better to be a soldier in the end, so I hope your Majesty will forgive you."

Zhou Mohuai lowered his head and did not dare to look at Wen Wenlan's gradually restrained smile.

"Yes, I'm so happy." Wen Wenlan withdrew his hand angrily, "Then you follow my car and after returning to Beijing, you can settle your dragon and lion first, and go to the palace tonight for a banquet. If you dare not come to the reception banquet, you will resist the order."

Wen Wenlan deliberately chewed the word "tonight".

Zhou Mohuai raised his hand and said yes.

The team back to the city was vast, with the emperor's imperial carriage in front, the two princes followed the imperial carriage, the phoenix guards protected, and the dragon and lion followed closely behind. Then, the civil and military officials who followed the city out of the city.

After coming out of the Eighteen-mile pavilion, Zhao Shunran turned around and looked at Zhou Mohuai for a long time before following the servant onto the carriage.

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A little easter egg, let’s take a look at the number of words in this chapter~
Chapter completed!