Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 120 The Emperor Returns
"Damn it, let me throw it away!" Ting Lu picked up the knife and wanted to throw it, but Mingzhu hurriedly stopped her, "No, don't throw it away! Ting Lu, please be safe, this matter is not trivial, we'd better wait until the emperor comes." Make a decision. This knife," Mingzhu turned to look at me, "let's leave it to Miss Mulan for now."

"Tch, look at his majestic appearance, what a big deal. Dad, it doesn't matter if you throw it away!" Nalan Kuifang walked out of the crowd and hummed.

Huh?You heard me right, Nalan Kuifang actually stood up and spoke for me, this is the first time we have met.I looked at him unexpectedly, and I was a little moved by it. Unexpectedly, his next sentence made me lose my gratitude.He only heard him smirking and said, "Congratulations, Miss Mulan, even Galdan has taken a fancy to you, maybe one day you will be the wife of the chief of the tribe if you shake your head!" Tsk tsk, Miss Mulan must have never seen Da Mo before. It’s a rare opportunity that no one else can touch.” That bland smile appeared again.

"Thank you very much. For the sake of your envy, if I really have a chance to go, I will definitely not forget to take you with me." I smiled lightly.

"Okay, then I'll take care of it!" Nalan Kuifang glared at us gloatingly, and walked away triumphantly.Mingzhu was about to leave, when suddenly he seemed to have discovered something, put on the awning with his hands and looked up.We also turned our heads to look, and saw not far from the pasture, a long line of chariots and horses was slowly approaching this side, and the carriage in the middle with a bright yellow canopy was very eye-catching.

The emperor is back!
The emperor, who had been patrolling outside the customs for more than ten days, finally returned safely. The court ministers who got the news and the leaders of various Mongolian ethnic groups who had been waiting for many days greeted him. I stood in place and watched from a long distance. When he walked out, he was surrounded by a group of courtiers.After several days in a row, the emperor's face was still radiant, without a trace of tiredness, and then they entered the main tent together.For several days in a row, the emperor has been meeting the leaders of various Mongolian tribes in the tent, inquiring about matters, dealing with disputes among various tribes, etc., and being entangled in official business all day long.

The emperor is a very industrious monarch. Even in the middle of the night, he could still see the lights on in the tent.

I was reading a book with the light on in my small tent, when I heard Li Dehai ask in a low voice outside: "Is Miss Mulan asleep?" I would like to chat with him."

Hearing that the tone was quite polite to people, I hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Eunuch, please lead the way."

Soon after I came outside the main tent, Li Dehai went in to report, and after a while came out and said in a low voice: "Miss, go in and help the little one to take care of the emperor carefully. If he is tired, I advise him to rest early."

"Okay." I lifted the curtain and walked in.I saw that the tent was brightly lit, and the emperor was reclining and reading a book, covered with a thin quilt.On both sides of the bed stood two court ladies.Seeing me coming, he put down the book in his hand and sat up, raised his hand, and the maids left and right bowed and left. "Come on, Mulan, sit beside me."

As soon as the maid left, there were only the two of us left in Nuoda's tent, I walked over as I said, and sat down sideways. "I heard from Yinti that you are a good cook, and all the dishes you serve are weird, but is it true?"

(End of this chapter)