Demon King and Concubine

Chapter 213 The Triumphant Return (3)
Especially now that they are still returning in triumph, they should be more and more proud and magnificent.

But of course, in the capital city, no one except the emperor is allowed to bring too many soldiers into the city, so they are stationed outside the city, and the selected [-] soldiers will enter the capital with the prince!

Along the way, the common people gathered and bustled, and even the bolder Guliang shyly presented the sachet with a handkerchief, but she didn't expect that the handsome young man was even shyer than them, and suddenly there was a fragrant brocade in his arms. When he was in the pouch, his face, which was a little dark because he was facing the wind and sun in the north, suddenly turned red.

So more and more Guliang threw the Xiupa sachet to him, and the comrades beside him were secretly envious, but unexpectedly, a Xiupa came towards him and covered his face, and the fragrance was immediately overflowing.

You Guliang was looking at him shyly and timidly, her eyes were charming and charming.

This is a good way to welcome the triumphant return of the Conglong Army, and it has a tendency to develop into a blind date party!In particular, the common people in the front gave way one after another, and gave up the front position to the girls with different styles, which immediately made the young soldiers who had not changed their expressions in the bloody battlefield tense and blushed, as if they were facing an enemy.

According to future statistics, during this period when Prince Duanmu returned to Beijing from the Dragon Army triumphantly, the number of girls waiting to be married in the capital decreased rapidly by a large number.

This is really a blind date!
In the restaurant next to the street, Mr. Chen leaned over the window and looked around, looking at the ostentatious girls all over the street, grinning lewdly and lewdly.

Behind him, someone pinched his throat and said coquettishly: "It's rare that you can do something good, but it's a pity that you have to help me with you."

"Feng Xianyao, did I ask you to help me? Is it because you came here to get involved? I still feel that once you meddle, even the original fun will be lost a lot!"

"Boy Chen, you are trying to provoke the manager."

"Joke! The one who provoked me is you!"

"You're itchy again, aren't you?"

"Afraid you won't succeed?"

Under the leadership of Prince Duanmu, the generals of the Conglong Army entered the capital mightily.

Then in the restaurant above, Duanmuchen and Fenglou wrestled into a ball because of disagreement.

The army marched mightily, all the way towards the imperial palace, and entered the palace.

Duanmu Tian and Duanmu Jing left the team at the gate of the palace, and turned back to Duanmu Palace.

After another two hours, Duanmu Zheng finally returned to Duanmu Palace!

Outside the gate of Prince Duanmu's mansion, all the people in the mansion were waiting at the gate. The old concubine was the first, Duanmu Jing and Duanmu Tian stood on both sides of her, and Mr. Chen leaned leisurely on the stone lion in front of the gate. A breath called out of tune.

There are also three concubines, the old lady and the third son, as well as several young masters, sons and wives, and at the end, there are all the servants in charge.

When Duan Muzheng returned to the door of the house, he saw the mighty group of people. He hurriedly got off his horse and saluted the old concubine, "Son, pay respects to mother!"

The others behind him also saluted one after another. Among them, a middle-aged man with broad eyebrows and a tough middle-aged man also saluted the old concubine, saying, "Greetings to mother!"

Duanmu Tian immediately set his eyes on him.

Mother?Could this be the son of her grandfather's second concubine who hasn't returned to Beijing for many years, her second uncle?
Seeing this person, the old concubine didn't seem concerned or unhappy, instead she took two steps forward and took his hand, saying: "Xiao'er has returned to Beijing, mother hasn't seen you for many years, you If you don't come back, you will even forget what you look like!"

Even if we meet now, there has been a huge change. Back then, he was still a high-spirited young man, but now he is a calm and introverted middle-aged general.

Hearing this, he smiled, a little shyly, and looked at the old princess with a little admiration.

The old lady of the third concubine looked a little weird when she saw Duanmu Xiao, she twitched the corner of her mouth secretly, then quickly put on a bright smile and greeted her, first saluted Duanmu Zheng, congratulating her on her triumphant return, then Looking at Duanmu Xiao, he said with a smile: "Second Young Master hasn't come back for 17 years, this time he will have to stay at home for a longer time."

Duanmu Xiao saluted her and said, "Third Yiniang is well!"

"Okay, you came back this time, but did you bring your wife and children back with you?"

He turned his head to look behind him, called the woman and two children who were standing by the carriage at the end, and said, "This is Mrs. Xu, this is the eldest daughter Duanmu Yue, and this is the youngest son Duanmu Hong."

After finishing speaking, the woman and the two children bowed to them and said: "Old Wangfei, son, the princess is well, and the third concubine is well."

The daughter is a bit older, about thirteen or fourteen years old, but the son is only in his teens. The siblings clung to their mother's side, looking at the group of people in front of them curiously and timidly.

The entire Duanmu Palace was full of joy, but today there was no banquet, because all the triumphant soldiers and family members from various palaces in the court had to enter the palace to have a banquet, a reward banquet, or a meritorious banquet.

So the family sitting together is just talking.

Duanmu Tian sat beside his father, carefully confirmed that he was not seriously injured, and let him go only after he was fine. Next to him, Duanmu Xiao sat respectfully, answering what the old princess said: "Go back to mother, there is no one in northern Xinjiang. In the event of war, I would like to stay in the capital for a long time when I come back this time.”

"It's so good. You haven't come home for 17 years. Even marrying a wife is just a letter to let us know. It's really shameful. If your elder brother didn't come back, would you still stay in northern Xinjiang? ?”

He bowed his head and smiled, and said: "The child is not filial, and the mother misses it."

Next to him, Duanmu Hong rolled his eyes and observed the legendary Duanmu Palace curiously. He casually squeezed a heart in his hand and looked curiously at it. lump.

He obviously didn't like that taste very much, and when he frowned, he was about to spit out what was in his mouth. Duan Muyue, who was sitting next to him, stretched out his legs silently and stepped on the back of his feet, and then stretched out his hand to pat his back. Immediately, he patted the contents of his mouth into his stomach.

Duanmu Hong's face turned green, but the sister next to him stared at him fiercely with her head down, as if warning him to be quiet.

Duanmu Xiao coughed lightly at the side, and said to the old concubine: "These two children grew up in the military camp since they were young, and they don't understand any rules. They made my mother laugh."

(End of this chapter)