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Chapter 443 Xueyi: I will ride on my shoulders for you (5)
The thin bamboo curtain flipped, and everyone felt that their eyes were a little hurt by the wind. When they looked closely, they found that there was no one inside the curtain.

"I just saw more than one person inside, there are women besides a man." Someone said hesitantly.

"Peach Blossom Immortal! It must be Peach Blossom Immortal! Recently I heard that Peach Blossom Immortal and King Baibi traveled together, and Baibi King was inspired by Peach Blossom Fairy to do good."

"What are you talking about? King Baibi has always been kind-hearted, but when the two continents turned against each other, King Baibi volunteered to invite you, have you forgotten?"

"Others say that King Bai Bi's invitation to Ying is out of selfishness..."

The crowd quickly quarreled and became two factions, and the protagonist who was talking about was no longer here.

Two days later, Shuoyun Prefecture went back to Xuecheng, and the red silk spread from the city gate to the palace gate, and the common people crowded around the city road.

Going up the city wall of Xuecheng, two figures appeared out of thin air, alarming the guards at the city wall.

When the two soldiers who were closest were holding knives and wanted to ask questions, they saw that they were outstanding in appearance, and they were hesitant for a while.

"It's King Baibi." One person saw Song Xueyi's true face and recognized his identity.

The soldier immediately showed panic and awe, and saw that Song Xueyi had no intention of getting angry and blamed, so he quietly returned to his post.

Looking at the grand scene below, Lingjiu said to Song Xueyi, "I don't think this is a welcome for us."

Song Xueyi remained silent.

At this moment, the sound of neat horseshoes sounded in the distance, making it known that this was at least a team of soldiers and horses.

Lingjiu looked in the distance and saw the team that had already appeared.

Everyone in this team is dressed in neat and mighty black military uniforms, only the person at the front is wearing black casual clothes, his stern face cannot be warmed by the sun, like a peerless sword polished by millennium black iron, blowing towards his face Domineering.

The man noticed Lingjiu's gaze, raised a pair of sword eyebrows and eagle eyes, and looked at her recklessly.

The city wall, the beauty, the bright eyes, peerless, a glance.

The man in black's eyes sank, and his heartbeat lost its usual rhythm again, making his brows furrowed.

It would be great if the woman was waiting here to welcome his return without that man by her side.

This thought suddenly came to mind, making Yuan Shao frowned even more, and then sighed silently.

A year later, I saw her again.

It's a pity that they are more likely to be enemies.

The two looked at each other for only a moment, and then they naturally turned their eyes away from each other.

The speed of the army was not slow, but they arrived at the city gate in a short while, and the people in the city cheered loudly.

From their cheers, Lingjiu got several pieces of information, such as the identity of the man riding in front, such as their return from victory.

The Yuan Shao I met back then, whose full name was Song Yuanqing, was a direct descendant of the Song family of King Renjun of Yunguo, and also the most mysterious and outstanding genius of the Song family's generation.

"People from the Song family." Knowing this, Lingjiu looked at Song Xueyi with more meaningful eyes.

Song Xueyi with one arm around her waist said calmly: "I will be better than him."

Lingjiu smiled when she heard the words, "You are already better than him now."

"Not enough." Song Xueyi whispered.

Lingjiu said: "Are you putting too much pressure on yourself?"

Song Xueyi smiled, "No."

Lingjiu looked at his smile carefully and didn't show any force or concealment, so he let him go, and then talked about other things, "Is this considered to be a slap in the face?"

"What Jiu'er says is what it is." Song Xueyi answered like this.

Lingjiu got used to it and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

The two watched the army led by Song Yuanqing slowly go away amidst the cheers of the people. When they were about to go down the tower, the two came towards this side, stopped in front of them, and said, "The mansion has already Packed up the residence for the two, please young master and Peach Blossom Fairy to stay in."

Lingjiu showed doubts in his eyes, and Song Xueyi had already said to the human: "No need."

The middle-aged man who was the first to speak did not insist, and said again: "There will be a banquet in the mansion tomorrow night, please be sure to show me your face, young master."

Song Xueyi nodded, but did not give a clear answer.

The two turned around and left.

Song Xueyi turned to look at Lingjiu, with a soft tone that was completely different from the previous two: "They are the people of King Renxuan."

"Calling you young master, this is trying to draw you into the ancestor's house." Lingjiu said.

Song Xueyi smiled without saying a word.

Originally thought that after the two left, no one else knew they were back.

Who knew that the middle-aged man had just left with his front foot, and another person came with his back foot.

This person was wearing plain clothes with wide sleeves, which did not look like casual clothes worn by ordinary people.

After bowing slightly to Song Xueyi and Lingjiu, he said to Lingjiu: "My lord, please tell me the story."

Interest flashed in Lingjiu's eyes.

"You are returning to the imperial court, I will go to the national teacher to have a chat."

The sun is bright, and there are layers of white clouds.

At the gate of Yunguo Palace, Yun Moran personally came to welcome Song Yuanqing who had returned from the great victory.

Song Xueyi, who had won several battles back then, never had this honor.

Under Yun Moran's personal welcome, Song Yuanqing had no choice but to dismount to express gratitude.

The two performed the friendship between the monarch and his ministers to the fullest, and the common people cheered and knelt down in rows.

During this period, Yun Moran saw Song Xueyi's figure from the corner of his eye, and laughed loudly: "This is double happiness, and King Baibi is back."

Song Xueyi from the Song, Yuan and Qing Dynasties saw that the latter was not wearing a mask, and the common people saw his handsome face, and there was another burst of exclamation.

Facing everyone's gaze, Song Xueyi looked indifferent, as if everything was out of his sight, but it didn't make people feel arrogant and disgusting, on the contrary, it naturally had a high-class temperament that made people dare not despise it.

"I have to order you to return to court." Song Xueyi walked forward and said to Yun Moran.

Back then, he volunteered to volunteer, and after he won the First World War, he got permission from Yun Moran, and he didn't need to salute when he saw you.

"Okay, okay!" Yun Moran said three good times in a row, and anyone could see the joy.

On this day, the palace held a banquet, and Yun Moran proclaimed in front of all the officials: "Song Yuanqing's capital from heaven will be rewarded for his meritorious deeds. From today onwards, Song Yuanqing will be the King of Qi Yun in Yun Kingdom! Haha, God bless me in Shuoyun Prefecture, God bless me in Yunguo , let our country have the two youngest princes."

The so-called two youngest princes, everyone present clearly referred to Song Xueyi and Song Yuanqing.

"Both of these two are from the Song family, hey! The Song family is already powerful, and now there are two favored sons of heaven. I don't know if they can be satisfied with this." During the banquet, Zhongyihou said in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)