Demon King and Concubine

Chapter 212 The Triumphant Return (2)
Fenglou continued to lean in front of her as if nothing had happened, watching her blink and blinking, "Princess, look at your face, why don't you seem very happy? Could it be that you don't want to marry the Third Highness?"

Speaking of this, his eyes lit up immediately, as if he had encountered something that made him feel very excited, that delicate face came closer, and the corners of his eyes sparkled.

Duanmutian looked at him indifferently, and said, "Are you looking forward to it?"

"How could it be?" He said, with an obvious look of expectation on his face, and said coquettishly around the handkerchief, "I'm just curious, the third prince's fairy appearance, there are thousands of women in this world who want to marry him. Ten million, if you don't go with those ordinary women, princess, what kind of scene will it be?"

So, you are looking forward to it!
Duanmutian suddenly felt that it was a waste of life to continue talking with him, so he glanced at him again, walked around him and walked towards the palace gate.

Behind her, someone twisted their waists and swayed their hips, walking lightly and silently on catwalks, closely following her.

"Boss Feng, do you have nothing to do?" She asked casually in a cold voice without turning her head.

"Not busy, the slave is almost bored to death! I don't know if the princess has anything interesting, can I let the slave chat to pass the time?"

"I've always been a boring person."

"People like the boredom of the princess!"

"..."

The six days seemed to have passed in a blink of an eye. These days, the entire capital was extremely busy, making preparations for the triumphant return of Prince Duanmu.

Today is the day when Prince Duanmu is expected to return to the capital. Early in the morning, the people of the capital flocked to the streets, regardless of the sun rising higher and higher, making them sweat profusely and their faces flushed. Everyone is pushing forward desperately, wanting to squeeze to the front so that they can get a closer and clearer look at the demeanor of Lord Duanmu, the demeanor of the soldiers of the Northern Conglong Army.

Outside the city gate, there were already court officials waiting to greet him, led by Jun Xiuran.

There is no way, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is busy with the disaster relief work in Zizhou in the south, and the Third Highness is the son-in-law of Prince Duanmu whom the Emperor admires, so it is reasonable for him to be responsible for this matter.

In addition to Jun Xiuran and several ministers in the court, Duanmu Jing and Duanmu Tian also followed and arrived at the gate of the city early, waiting to welcome their father who returned in triumph.

The sun was rising high, and the faces of all frail adults were flushed. Suddenly, an umbrella was added to the hand of His Highness the Third Highness, and he propped it up and floated over the head of Duanmu Tian who was standing beside him.

The ministers stared, staring!

Finally, there was a fast horse galloping in front of him, and he quickly got to the gate of the city, got off his horse, and reported: "Third Highness, the triumphant army has arrived twenty miles away!"

This remark immediately shook everyone's spirits, their faces showed joy, and some people wiped the sweat from their heads and breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, it's almost here, but it's miserable!
Hearing this, Duanmu Tian's fingers moved slightly, his body turned sideways subconsciously, and he almost couldn't hold back and rushed out twenty miles away to meet his father.

Looking scorchingly at the official road ahead, finally half an hour later, there was smoke and dust billowing all over the sky, and a large army was rushing towards the gate of the capital, trampling the ground until it trembled, with a magnificent momentum.

Everyone's eyes lit up at once.

"Prince Duanmu is back! From the Dragon Army!"

Someone shouted in the crowd, which caused the crowd to swarm, each of them stretched their necks and pushed forward desperately, trying to get to the front of the crowd and get to the place closest to the city gate.

The smoke and dust rushed towards the face, and the breath of iron and blood rushed towards the face. The soldiers of the Dragon Army were all wearing black armor, surrounded and walked in front of them. As the smoke and dust billowed, Lord Duanmu descended like a god of war, leading millions of soldiers from northern Xinjiang to defeat Lian Yue's invasion, and finally returned today in triumph.

In front of the city gate, Duanmu Tian stood on tiptoe gently, looking at the oncoming army, with clear ripples in his eyes, blooming like a flower.

However, Jun Xiuran was looking at her from the side. Seeing her expression, the corners of her mouth could not help raising a gentle arc, but she couldn't help being a little envious and jealous.

When can Tian Tian look forward to his arrival so much?

However, it is really not a wise move to be jealous of the old man, so he quickly put away his envy and jealousy, put away the oiled paper fan in his hand, handed it to the person next to him, and then pulled Tian Tian together, heading towards the triumphant Returning soldiers from the Dragon Army greeted them.

"Congratulations to Uncle Duanmu for his triumphant return. Father specially ordered me to come and greet him. Uncle Wang and all the officers and soldiers from the Dragon Army have worked hard all the way. Emperor Father specially set up a banquet in the Yanqing Hall to reward Uncle Wang and all the officers and men." Prince Duanmu sat on the horseback, nodded indifferently, his gaze silently passed by his hand that was holding Tiantian just now, and his brows raised.

His Highness the Third Highness was so calm, he stood there and let Prince Duanmu watch him, without changing his face, his expression remained unchanged, and he even smiled so brightly, so gracefully and politely.

Duanmuzheng continued to squint at him, and a coolness slowly appeared in his cold and indifferent eyes.

This kid finally kept his promise and didn't go to Sanshi Village to disturb them, but he just returned to the capital, and he dared to lay hands on his precious daughter, what a brave man!
Duanmu Tian also walked to his side at this moment, stretched out his hand and pulled him to let the horse's rein fall, looked up at him, and asked: "Father, welcome back in triumph, you fought on the battlefield, did you get injured?"

He immediately withdrew his eyes from Jun Xiuran, looked down at his precious daughter, looked slightly calm, reached out to touch her head, and said, "It's nothing, this is not a place to talk, let's go to the city and talk."

"it is good!"

So, someone got on the horse, someone got into the carriage, and entered the city!

Duan Muzheng suddenly said: "Xiao Jing, come to my father's side!"

Duanmu Jing was startled when he heard the words, and quickly glanced over the soldiers of the Dragon Army behind his father, and replied respectfully: "Yes!"

When he walked to his father's side, the soldiers of the Conglong Army behind him bowed their hands to him one after another, looking very enthusiastic, but they did not call him "Jing Shizi", but - Shizi!
Just like when they called Duanmu Tian, ​​they didn't call Princess Tian, ​​but directly replaced it with the word "Princess Tian".

From the Dragon Army, this is a real iron-blooded army. It is an army that has survived in the bloody storm and has survived until now. They don't have to do anything. , but it has been a long time since I saw the bloody imperial guards. Their murderous aura made ordinary people hardly dare to look directly at them.

(End of this chapter)