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Fang Weihan didn't dare to delay it any longer, for fear that he would no longer be able to control himself.

He took out a piece of snack from the Sun God Ring and stuffed it directly into Wen Zhexue's mouth.

"This is the reward." After all this is done. Fang Weihan smoothly threw the snack bag upwards, and the big bird with gleaming eyes took it away.

Holding a piece of snack in her mouth, the girl's snowy cheeks were bulging as she looked at him resentfully.

"another."

Wen Zhexue put on her sister's dignity and said without any doubt.

Although the snack was delicious and tasted just like in her memory, it was obviously not the kind of reward she wanted.

Fang Weihan was helpless.

After thinking for a while, he reached out his hand and gently stroked Wen Zhexue's head. Just like petting a cat, your movements are gentle and careful.

Feeling the touch from the top of her head, the girl's dissatisfied expression froze on her face.

The junior brother's hand was warm and generous, and he was very careful in brushing his hair. It seemed that as soon as she was touched by these hands, she instantly lost all her strength.

Wen Zhexue was a little absent-minded, her pupils dilated slightly, and the stars in her eyes were misty and beautiful.

And when she came to her senses again, she was already back on the Phoenix's back. She didn't even know how she got out of her junior brother's arms.

"It's really worthless."

She heard her other self say that she was incompetent.

"Just being touched on the head makes you feel stupid."

Wen Zhexue gently tugged on her sleeves, her pretty face flushed, and she felt a little ashamed.

She didn't expect that her reaction would be so big just because her junior brother touched her head.

"Don't you feel very comfortable?" Wen Zhexue pursed her lips and asked unconvinced.

Anyway, since he was talking to his other self, Wen Zhexue felt that there was no need to be polite.

"No," said the other self.

"I don't believe it." Wen Zhexue snorted.

"You don't even believe in yourself? Wen Xuan, I think you are really crazy." The other self said with a smile.

"In that moment, I will hand over control of my body to you. Why don't you let Xiaohan touch your head again?"

She stopped talking.

Wen Zhexue felt that he should win in the end in this confrontation.

But she soon became a little sad.

No, it’s just a touch of the head. Where is this? As far as she knew, her younger brother had had some in-depth communication with no less than one woman.

She doesn't care what others do, but she must be the fastest.

"Otherwise, use something stronger?"

Another self suddenly suggested.

Wen Zhexue: "?"

……

……

In the next few days, Wen Zhexue did not ask Fang Weihan to make any bold move like last time.

Maybe it was because I was scared, maybe I was embarrassed, or maybe Kirika Hoshigakure's effect had a certain cooldown time.

In short, at the end of the fifteenth year of Xianming, just before the end of the year, Fang Weihan safely led his army back to Changming.

Fifteen miles east of Changming City, one can faintly see the Tai Chi golden light penetrating the sky and the earth on the outskirts of Beijing. The troops led by the East Palace Guards formed a four-line marching array and marched slowly on the official road.

Many Changming people can already be seen on both sides of the official road. They either stood in reverence or excitedly on the roadside and kept stuffing various gadgets into the soldiers' hands.

A pickled fish, a few eggs, or newly knitted coarse cloth shoes...

The soldiers led by the East Palace Guards had never seen such a formation before, and they dared to accept it only after thanking them repeatedly. They strode with their heads held high and their faces flushed, feeling that no matter how much suffering they suffered these days, it was worth it.

The soldiers at the end of the team gnashed their teeth with hatred, and watched with envy and jealousy that the guys at the head of the team received the thank-you gifts from the people. A happy atmosphere filled the army for a while.

Fang Weihan was riding a horse and marching in the center of the army.

He watched all this with relief.

This is the army he has carefully built. The people love it and the soldiers are loyal. It is far more than those Zhou officials and soldiers who take money to do things and eat empty pay.

"The entire army changes into a review formation."

Fang Weihan ordered the messenger on the side.

"Yes!"

The messenger went to deliver the news with a happy face.

The team led by Donggongwei changed from a marching column to a horizontal battle formation, with light infantry in front, heavy infantry in the back, and cavalry as the vanguard to clear the way.

As the commander-in-chief of the entire army, Fang Weihan rode at the forefront with Chen Yuxian and other generals.

Five miles away from Changming, Fang Weihan encountered another army. The leaders were two people he knew well.

Xiao Fuwei and Fang Xuanmei.

"Well done."

Xiao Fuwei smiled and patted him on the shoulder, as if he still had something to say.

"What, you still want to tell your cold joke?" Fang Xuanmei glanced at him.

He has long been dissatisfied with the head of Xuan Zhongwei who likes to tell cold jokes. Let's just say it, and asking others to echo it is simply ridiculous.

The corners of Xiao Fuwei's mouth twitched, not wanting to look good on him.

"Great nephew, good fight!" Fang Xuanmei choked Xiao Fuwei, feeling happy.

He laughed heartily: "The battle at Dahe Bend was beautifully fought!"

Pingyuan Wang Fang Xuanmei was a pure soldier, without the tact of the Zhou Dynasty bureaucrats. When he saw Fang Weihan win the battle, he did not hesitate to praise him.

"Uncle San is overly praised, Weihan is just lucky."

"Stop being modest! If it were me, I wouldn't be able to handle it!"

Fang Xuanmei waved his hand, tightened the reins, and turned the horse's head.

"Let's go quickly, His Majesty is waiting for you."

Fang Weihan was a little surprised.

Fang Zun personally welcomed Changming? This is the highest standard of etiquette, and he actually used it here?
Under the guard of Xuan Zhong Guard and Long Wu Army, Fang Weihan led the East Palace Guard all the way to the foot of Changming City, only to see a huge battle array.

Banners and colorful banners were lined up all the way, and the tigers and tigers of Qimen holding swords in golden armor were arranged in three rows. A huge crowd of Changming people surrounded the east gate.

The emperor's dragon chariot was in the center, and Fang Zun himself, surrounded by civil and military officials, came out to welcome the triumphal return of the East Palace Guards.

"See Your Majesty."

Fang Weihan turned over and dismounted, cupped his fists and saluted, while the generals behind him knelt down.

"Weihan. Well done!"

Fang Zun smiled.

"Destroy the foreign tribes in the north and strengthen our great Zhou Dynasty. Defeat the many with less and reverse the desperate situation. It will be difficult to achieve this feat in a hundred years!"

"I really saw you right." Fang Zundao said.

"King Guangling Fang Weihan..."

Fang Zun got off the chariot and came to Fang Weihan.

"It is a meritorious service to defeat thieves, and you should be rewarded for defeating them!"

"Today, I will appoint you as the General of Zhenbei and the Military Envoy of Shuofang, commanding the whole county of Guangling, with 100,000 households in the city!"

General Zhenbei, one of the four generals of Zhenbei in the Great Zhou Dynasty, with an official position of the third rank.

Shuofang Jiedushi was one of the three official positions temporarily assigned to him when he was not in the cold war. The other two were revoked, but this one was retained and ranked in the third rank.

His own fiefdom has more than doubled, and he has become the largest vassal king in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Fang Weihan bowed and clasped his fists, and said in a deep voice: "My lord, thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Go!"

Fang Zun picked up the wine glass in front of him and greeted him from afar, with a smile on his face.

The team led by Donggong Wei continued to move forward and slowly entered the city.

The cheers of the people were roaring, and Changming was extremely lively today. Everyone knew the news of the return of the army that had won consecutive battles.

Fang Weihan said goodbye to Fang Zun and continued to greet the civil and military officials who came to greet him.

"Brother Fang, long time no see!"

First, Shen Yuanxing found Fang Weihan.
After not seeing him for a long time, his figure has become more rounded.

It seems that sitting in a machine all day can indeed make you gain weight.

"The last time we met, Brother Fang drank Huadiao with us and talked about our ideals."

Shen Yuanxing's tone was quite complicated. "I didn't expect that now, Brother Fang has become a powerful general, which makes me very envious."

Fang Weihan couldn't help but laugh: "What does Yuan Xing envy? I still envy Yuan Xing!"

"Brother Fang envies me?" Shen Yuanxing didn't turn around for a while.

"I heard that you recently took in a new concubine?" Fang Weihan asked in a low voice.

"This..." Shen Yuanxing was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed heartily.

"Hahahahaha..."

Brother Fang is still the same Brother Fang, he has never had any airs.

"Weihan, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much!"

Wang Zhiyou came over without noticing anything, and put his arm around Fang Weihan's shoulders affectionately.

He didn't realize there was anything wrong with his behavior at all, he still looked carefree.

Wang Zhiyou is like this. When making friends, he only recognizes people and not the situation. Even when Fang Weihan had nothing, he would help him without hesitation.

This is what Fang Weihan admires most about him.

"Brother Wang, long time no see!"

Fang Weihan still remembered how Wang Zhiyou looked when he was drunk, so he decided to help him.

He thought for a while: "Brother Wang, I still need a civilian in the East Palace Guards team who is specialized in handling earthwork construction matters. If you are interested, you can come and give it a try."

Wang Zhiyou's eyes lit up instantly: "This is true!"

"really!"

"You still understand me!" Hearing the news, he couldn't stand for a moment, "I'll go home and ask the old man what he means..."

"I'm so grateful. I'll treat you to a drink later!" He ran away happily.

Fang Weihan and Shen Yuanxing looked at each other, both speechless.

"Brother Fang, congratulations on your return victoriously!" This time it was Pei Jie.

"Brother Pei, long time no see!"

"I sent someone to send that boy back last time. How is he doing now?"

Fang Weihan asked with a smile.

Entrusted by Pei Jie, he found Xiao Wu of the Gai family from the human traffickers last time, and it was precisely because of this that he implicated the Uehara Wang family behind it.

"Xiao Wu is here today, right here."

Pei Jie pulled out a thin little boy from behind him.

He looked timidly and curiously at the world-famous King Guangling of the Empire in front of him, his eyes full of gratitude and admiration.

He was so nervous that he stammered: "I have met... His Highness Prince Guangling!"

"You're welcome." Fang Weihan smiled and rubbed his head, still a little surprised.

He could tell at a glance that this child's cultivation had reached the second level of Tiangong.

What a prodigy!

"Work hard, Dazhou's future is in your hands." He warned.

"Yes!" the little boy agreed excitedly.

Pei Jie said: "Brother Fang, I have made some gadgets over there. If you have time, you can go to my place and have a look. It may be useful to you."

"Oh?" Fang Weihan suddenly became interested, "I'll be there in a few days, Brother Pei needs to be protected!"

"sure."

Pei Jie wanted to say something more, but suddenly stopped.

"I pay my respects to Princess Changming!" Pei Jie bowed respectfully.

Fang Weihan: "..."

The smile on his face slowly disappeared and he turned around silently.

Sure enough, a gold-pink palace skirt was fluttering in the cold winter wind, like a blooming begonia flower.

"Pei Qing, please step back, this is not a court." Fang Tang said expressionlessly.

"Yes." Pei Jie pulled Gai Xiaowu beside him and was about to leave.

Fang Weihan said: "I'll step back first."

After that, he planned to follow Pei Jie.

"Stop." Fang Tang said coldly.

Fang Weihan stopped silently and slowly shook his head at Pei Jie, who looked over worriedly.

Pei Jie had no choice but to pull Gai Xiaowu and leave first.

Away from the route led by the East Palace Guards, in the corner of Changming, Fang Tang and Fang Weihan were facing each other in silence.

"I am so annoying to you? Ninth Brother?" Fang Tang gave an ugly smile.

"I have never expressed any dislike towards His Highness."

"Then why did you leave when you saw me?"

"Someone at home is waiting for me. My brother has been away on the war for a long time, and his return is as fast as an arrow."

The girl clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost pierced her flesh.

"Homecoming...like an arrow?" Fang Tang asked softly.

I was clearly worried about his safety, I had mobilized all my strength to build momentum for him, and I had made all the necessary preparations...

Fang Tang didn't know the meaning of these actions. Was it to consolidate the shaky relationship between them? Or is it just to get a compliment from him?
He wants to go home, but the person he wants to see is not you.

Not only that, he doesn't even have the patience to say a few words to you.

Resentment and grievance were like wildfire, driven by the winter wind, burning her heart crazily.

"What if I say, I won't let my ninth brother go home?" Fang Tang said.

Fang Weihan looked at her silently, and there was something in his eyes that made Fang Tang feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.

Is it disappointment... or indifference?
"In that case, I can only obey orders."

Fang Weihan said calmly.

A slight coolness fell on the girl's eyebrows, slowly melting into moisture.

Snowing.

Snowflakes fell from the sky, decorating the bustling streets and alleys of the imperial capital.

"you go."

She gritted her teeth hard, suppressing the faint cry in her words.

Fang Weihan glanced at her and said nothing. He just got on his horse and left here quickly.

Fang Tang stood there blankly, feeling as if something was missing from his heart, which was unbearably sour.

A carriage slowly stopped in front of her. Bilong opened the curtain and quickly helped her into the carriage.

"Your Highness, it's cold outside, be careful of getting cold."

"Go to Guangling Prince's Mansion." The girl said tremblingly.

"...Huh?" Although Bilong was confused, she still ordered the driver to do as he was told.

Fang Tang sat by the car window, twisting his skirt tightly with his fingers.

She wanted to see who was waiting for Fang Weihan! It actually made him refuse to even say another word to her.

As the New Year approaches, the streets of Changming are busy with traffic, and Fang Weihan has no idea that he is being followed.

Following a familiar route, he quickly turned to the street where his palace was located.

Just after turning the corner, Fang Weihan saw a touch of elegant lake green in the plain white from a distance.

The girl stood by the street, her temples dyed white by snowflakes. Her face is beautiful and refined, and her figure is graceful, like an elf in the snow.

Fang Weihan stopped between two stone lions, turned over and dismounted, and looked at Xie Lingyuan, who was walking towards him quickly, and felt an inexplicable warmth in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and wrapped Xie Lingyuan's hand tightly with both hands, as if holding the most cherished treasure in the world.

The noise and enthusiasm of all living beings could be heard in his ears, but he suddenly didn't hear it.

"How long have you been waiting?" Fang Weihan asked in a low voice.

"A long time." The girl hummed, her face slightly red.

"How long exactly?" Fang Weihan continued to ask.

"Shorter than seven years." Xie Lingyuan smiled lightly.

She raised her little face, her eyes filled with his reflection, as if she could no longer tolerate anything else in the world.

"Husband, welcome home."

(End of this chapter)