The military order was issued for seven days, and on the fourth day, they returned in triumph.
In Jiangcheng, the capital of the Qisa Dynasty, the common people gathered on both sides of the street, waiting for the dragon girl and others to return to the court. The guards who had been standing at the gate of the city for a long time saw the iconic sixteen pure lines from a distance.
Bai. hurriedly sent the message back excitedly, "Back, back, the dragon girl is back!"
Lying in the carriage, she lifted up the curtains of the window. She leaned her head on the edge, her hair on her ears brushing her cheeks playfully, her quiet eyes scanning the scenery outside, without the slightest bit of anger, just like when she left the city.
Desolate.
The leaves have fallen, the trees are bare, and the wind is cold.
The sky is still as blue as the color dyed by ink, and the white clouds floating on it, no matter how thick or thin, the next second will never be the eternity of the previous second.
The floating clouds in the sky are like white clothes, and the whiskers change like gray dogs. It is probably this kind of unpredictable change. Who would have thought that she would appear here, in a different world. Too many things have happened, which caught her off guard.
I have it, and then I lose it. Repeatedly, my heart has become numb.
Is she still the same Mai Mai as before?
She couldn't find an answer to this question.
She didn't like the daytime because she couldn't see the stars. If she couldn't see the stars, she couldn't see him. Although she still didn't know which one was him.
Wan Qiqing, who was sitting on the horse, was moving close to the carriage. His eyes were always looking at her with a dreamy expression. He did not let go of every slight change on her face, trying to guess what she was thinking.
Who are you missing again?
Shaking his head and sighing, it felt really bad to be tightly held by someone.
If possible, he hoped that he could love less, so that it would hurt less.
The convoy slowly drove into Jiangcheng. This time, only Maimai and Wan Qiqing returned to the court. General Shi and others were still staying in Minglan Mountain on standby. As soon as they entered the city, a burst of cheers suddenly broke out. Maimai hadn't done anything yet.
When he understood what was going on, he saw all the people on both sides kneeling on the ground and bowing down.
"Hail the Dragon Lady, hail the Dragon Lady!"
A cry of blessing resounded in my ears.
The war brought pain and helplessness to the people, including military conscription and taxation. They were unable to change these. As the lowest level of slave society, they could only bear the burden silently. But now it is different, they have
A superb dragon girl. Mai Mai's seven-day military order has long been known to the streets. To everyone's expectation, she was able to annihilate the Tiandu Army in three days. Such a magical woman was their target.
Dragon Girl.
Mai Mai's eyes widened. Faced with this shocking scene, she really didn't know how she should react. This was very different from the previous treatment when she was scolded on the street. Their respect and love were so pure.
The saints and Ashang all looked proud, feeling proud to be beside such a dragon girl.
In the wing of a two-story restaurant on the street, a woman in plain clothes looked coldly at everything below, picked up the hot tea, and gently brought it to her mouth. When the carriage passed by, she curled her lips in disdain. She couldn't even take a sip of the tea.
He didn't drink it, so he put it back.
He stood up and said, "Dong'er, let's go."
"Yes, ma'am."
Dong'er looked at Mrs. Mei with some fear and followed behind obediently. She didn't know why, but she felt that Mrs. Mei had become very strange recently. When she stayed in Jinse Curry, she rarely played the piano and read, but often
Thoughtfully, the expression on her face became more and more arrogant, revealing an elusive coldness. Glancing downstairs, she was not sure if this was because of this dragon girl.
With complicated and unspeakable emotions, Mai Mai sat in the carriage until it drove into the palace. Emperor Zong led his ministers and stood at the door of the hall to greet him personally. As soon as he saw the carriage, the young eunuch ran over to follow him
whispered a few words into his ear.
He raised his eyebrows and his eyes turned cold for a moment, "Shout Hail?" He twitched the corner of his mouth and stared at the carriage approaching from far away. Hail, it's not far from Hail. Is this dragon girl's sharpness too revealing?
Wan Qizhao glanced at any subtle changes on Emperor Zong's face, and turned his gaze back with some worry. He knew what it meant. With such great achievements, no emperor would allow such a person to exist. It seems that he must
It's only when she is tied to my side that I feel at ease.
Wan Qiqing ignored the ministers and Emperor Zong in front of the palace, got off his horse, walked directly to the carriage, and stretched out his hand to Mai Mai.
Staring at his hand, and then at the people with different expressions, Mai Mai closed her eyes slightly, hesitated for a moment, and still handed her hand to him. Wan Qiqing did not ask the emperor for an order, and took the people directly directly
Following her to the battlefield, there must be quite a few people waiting to watch the show. Perhaps, including his father.
She couldn't refute this face.
The softness in his hand was as soft as boneless, which made him feel fascinated, and he really wanted to hold it like this forever.
Mi raised her evil eyes and stared at the hands held by the two of them. Wan Qizhao's face became colder and colder.
Mai Mai and others came to the Emperor Zong and bowed, "Xuanyun meets the Emperor."
"Dragon Girl, please get up quickly," Emperor Zong raised his hand slightly and said with a smile, "Dragon Girl is indeed a god descended from heaven. She can defeat Tiandu's army in just three days."
"It's all thanks to the emperor's blessing." Mai Mai responded calmly, neither humble nor overbearing.
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The group returned to the main hall, and after the ministers praised them, Emperor Zong said with a smile, "Dragon Girl has worked really hard for the country and the people. I can't bear the thought of Dragon Girl fighting on the battlefield again, and talking about your marriage to Lao Liu."
, I have promised you a long time ago, how about using the wind of victory to bring you a double happiness? I will choose a day to get married for you!"
Emperor Zong's words were beyond everyone's expectations. He didn't expect to mention this matter on the day Long Nu returned to the court. Since he has decided to fight Tiandu, he should pursue the victory and hand over the seal of command to Long Nu. How could he choose to
Will this get married?
Mai Mai suddenly raised his head, frowning, looking at Emperor Zong's benevolent look, he could already see his concern in his heart.
"Your Majesty, now that the war is urgent, Xuanyun still puts national affairs first. This matter of getting married..."
Before she could finish speaking, the Emperor Zong waved his hand, "Dragon Girl, there is no need to worry, I have already sent people to transfer Lao Wu back to the court. With Lao Wang in the battle, Tiandu Kingdom will definitely be defeated! Dragon Girl just needs to be at peace with Lao Wu.
As long as we get married, don't let me live up to my good wishes."
Kind intention? This is really an old fox. He was afraid that her superiority would take away his glory, so he offered her a marriage as soon as he returned to the court, hoping to control her within his sphere of influence?
"Father, I object to this." Wan Qiqing said coldly, ignoring the anger of the emperor and the astonishment of the ministers next to him, and took a step forward, "May I ask my father, why did my father not propose to marry me?
Yes. Instead, you agreed to the sixth brother? I don’t understand the reason, but I still hope that my father will give me some advice."
"Huh!" The ministers took a breath of cold air. If this kind of family matter can be brought up to the court, does it mean that Emperor Zong and Prince Qing are not what they used to be? This is too bold, asking the reason so blatantly.
Wan Qizhao turned his head and glanced at him, doubts arose in his heart. Wan Qiqing was not a person who had no sense of measure in everything. Doing this was tantamount to breaking up with his father. Could it be that he had discovered something?
Emperor Zong had an angry look on his face and his tone was slightly cold, "Fourth, are you questioning my arrangement?"
"I don't dare, I just don't understand. I want my father to give me a clear explanation in front of all the ministers." Wan Qiqing did not change his original intention and seemed to simply want to know the answer.
"Hmph," Emperor Zong snorted coldly, "is it child's play to establish a concubine? You said you would establish it immediately, you said you would abolish it, and now you want to regret it? For the sake of the dragon girl, I will not agree to your agreement this time!"
Mai Mai was so disdainful, was it for her sake or for the sake of his heir to the throne? If her analysis was correct, the murderer of Qing'er was the emperor! From the conversation Ashang heard that day
Look, everything the Emperor Zong did was for Wan Qizhao to successfully take over the throne, and he did not rule out the possibility that he wanted to control Wan Qizhao. He had a pivotal position in the Qisa Dynasty, and Qing'er was in Prince Qing's Mansion, as Wan Qizhao was before him.
Qi Qing used it as a bargaining chip to blackmail him; and she was delivering medicine for Wan Qi Xun on the day she prayed for rain. How could Emperor Zong not see how much she valued him?
In this way, killing Qing'er and letting Wan Qi Zhao frame the blame on Wan Qi Xun is all over. Humph, as an emperor, he didn't even let a five-year-old child go. How merciful!
He twice connected Wan Qi Mo and Wan Qi Xun together, and Wan Qi Xun's mother-concubine was once Wan Qi Mo's concubine.
There was only one reason why Emperor Zong easily let Wan Qihuang go to the battlefield, that is, Wanqihuang was not his son, but Wan Qimo's son!
It's good this time. She doesn't have to worry about it anymore. She will seek revenge from the Emperor Zong for the hatred between Qing'er and Wan Qixun!
"Father, I have thought carefully about it this time. I have never lost it, so I don't know how precious it is." Wan Qiqing looked at Mai Mai with a pointed look, and then insisted, "Both my son and my sixth brother like the Dragon Girl, father.
Do you really want to ignore your ministers?" The pun made it impossible for Emperor Zong to express his affirmation in front of his ministers.
"Father," Wan Qizhao took a step forward and said with a chuckle, "Since the fourth brother still wants to restore the dragon daughter, and I don't want to give up, I think it's better to limit it to seven days and see what happens in the end.
Who can win the heart of a beautiful woman?"
"What King Zhao said is wonderful!"
"Yes, King Qing and King Zhao are both dragons among men. It's really hard to choose."
"Well, fair competition is good."
In line with the principle of never offending any party, the ministers tried their best to encourage things. At this point, everyone has seen the Emperor Zong's support for King Zhao in recent days. Now, everything is unknown, or will it be done?
Maybe it would be better not to offend these two kings.
Emperor Zong's face was gloomy and ugly, but now that the matter was at this point, he couldn't object in front of the Dragon Girl and the ministers. He could only nod reluctantly, "Well, what does the Dragon Girl mean?"
Mai Mai smiled indifferently, "Xuanyun is up to the emperor's decision. However," the topic changed, and his tone was slightly cold, "Xuanyun is not a radish or green vegetable picked at random by anyone in the vegetable market. Whether you want to marry or not depends on Xuanyun.
Feeling!"
What an arrogant tone!
Everyone was so frightened that they dared to say such arrogant words in front of the emperor? Two kings were vying to make her their concubine, and she had to decide whether to marry or not depending on her mood? It's really a shame for a woman to behave like this.
It has never been done before or since.
She looked directly at the emperor with a calm expression. Yes, she was arrogant! However, arrogance also requires the capital of madness! She defeated the enemy army and had a great achievement. She had just returned to the court and her buttocks were not even hot yet.
, she didn’t believe that Emperor Zong could immediately turn against him.
Wan Qizhao and Wan Qimo looked at her at the same time, but neither of them showed any surprise. It seemed that the Lan Xuanyun they liked should look like this.
Emperor Zong's hands unconsciously clenched the armrests of the dragon chair, his eyes were cold. After a long time, he slowly moved the corners of his mouth and captured a smile, "Haha, just as the dragon girl said."
This woman cannot be kept!
In the market, the rumor about the Dragon Girl has been replaced by a new version. King Qing wants to get rid of the grass and vows to marry his waste concubine again. But King Zhao will not give in and will compete with him fairly. This wait
What is new is a rare occurrence in a hundred years. Two kings are vying to marry at the same time, and the protagonist of the story, their lovable and lovely Dragon Lady, is so arrogant that she wants to marry according to her mood! Not only is this attitude not offensive,
On the contrary, the people's love for her increased.
She became their spiritual idol, a strange woman who dared to say "no" to the royal family!
The weather is approaching October, and it gets cold very quickly. In just a blink of an eye, the autumn wind takes away all the greenery. But this greenhouse is different. It is as warm as spring inside, with the right humidity. The air is filled with an intoxicating fragrance.
A small white flower, a shy and bowed head.
In the greenhouse, a man with a slender back and a slightly thin body was carefully pruning some withered branches and leaves. Behind him, stood quietly a man in black wearing a bamboo hat. The bamboo hat was deliberately lowered, so his appearance could not be seen clearly.
He just stood behind him, motionless. He knew that the master would not allow anyone to disturb him when he was taking care of these flowers.
"Say it." The ethereal voice seemed to be afraid of surprising these shy flowers, so soft that it could be blown away by the wind at any time.
"King Qing and King Zhao are vying to make Dragon Girl his concubine." The deep voice told everything about the past few days exactly as it was.
The hand that was pruning the flower branches paused slightly, and then continued to prune again.
"Was she injured when she was at Minglan Mountain?"
"No, King Qing has always been by her side to protect her."
Another pause, no further action was taken at this time.
After pondering for a moment, he said, "Send a letter to Tiandu Kingdom and give it to him."
"Yes," he certainly knew who the "him" his master was referring to.
"Also, tell him everything he needs to know."
"Yes," he also knew who the "he" in his master's mouth was referring to, "I will not give up until I kill him."
The white and slender fingers caressed the delicate petals as gently as caressing the cheek of a lover.
At the same time, he strives to make her his concubine...
He slowly reached into his arms, took out a small red paper star, unfolded it gently, and wrote a few words crookedly on it: The love of this life will last until death.
He read it over and over again and chuckled. She seemed to be so kind and sincere, but she didn't expect that the writing was so ugly. It seemed that he would be tired in the future. She folded it carefully according to the original creases and put it away.
Return to your arms.
Now, whether it's kindness or love, he no longer owes anyone anything, and it's time to go back and get what's his.
He had already made a reservation for this woman when he was undressing her to heal her wounds.
As for the others, he won't give them any chance!
I don’t know if it was infected by the mood of the flower grower, but these pure white flowers, one after another, exuded their fragrance towards him.