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The next day, both of them had dark circles under their eyes, but Murong Xuanyi still hung around Yuan Ying as attentively as before.

Yuan Ying kept his distance indifferently. Although he didn't avoid him as much as before, he still kept a distance that made it difficult for him to get close.

Murong Xuanyi thought that their relationship had taken a step forward last night, but he didn't expect that they would return to the starting point today.

He was very anxious. It would take only two days to enter Zhuangding Prefecture. She had said before that she wanted to stay in Zhuangding Prefecture. What should he do?

He looked at the old man's carriage behind him. A sudden thought came to him like a shooting star across the night sky, surprising him greatly.

Yuan Ying admitted that she was very touched last night, but she was a very rational person. She knew that Murong Xuanyi had a good impression of her, but only because she was a man.

Even if it wasn't, she couldn't find an ancient person. There was a generation gap every three years, and there was a generation gap of thousands of years between them. Touching does not equal emotion. She can tell the difference!

They had agreed to stay in Zhuangdingfu, and she wanted to go to Meng Province in the spring. This dynasty was called Mo Nan. I wanted to see what the place where she grew up was like in this era.

At night, when everyone in the inn had fallen asleep, Murong Xuanyi knocked on Hua Qiansong's door, carrying a jar of wine.

At this time, he was looking through medical books and was very displeased to be disturbed. He thought it was that girl Zhao Wanqiu again, as he had been rushing on the road most of the time.

She would bring him tea or water every now and then. If a rough man like him needed any service, Xiaoying would have to get it away tomorrow.

He reluctantly opened the door and saw Murong Xuanyi standing at the door, which made him even more furious. He asked in a very bad tone, "What are you doing here?"

Murong Xuanyi said with a playful smile: "Master, the light is on in your room. I just got a jar of good wine and I want to taste it with you."

Hua Qiansong sniffed the air: "Thousand-day brew?"

"Master is really amazing!"

Hua Qiansong said with a sour face: "I am not your master; take your wine and get out."

After saying that, he was about to close the door. Murong Xuanyi quickly blocked the door with one hand and said, "Master, don't worry. I have the "Yichun Jiji" of the ghost hand!"

He found out that he had been looking for Guishou's "Medical Collection", and he happened to be Guishou's last disciple. Although it was a failed case, Guishou gave him many medical treasures.

As expected, the force against the door loosened, and Murong Xuanyi took the opportunity to enter the house.

I poured a glass of wine for Old Man Hua attentively. He refused to take it and said bluntly, "Tell me your conditions?"

Murong Xuanyi put down his wine glass and said bluntly: "Master, come back to Beijing with me!"

Hua Qiansong laughed, "You want Xiaoying to go back to Beijing with you, right?"

Murong Xuanyi nodded happily, thinking that he agreed.

Unexpectedly, Hua Qiansong's expression changed instantly: "No way, get out!"

After saying that, he pushed Murong Xuanyi out of the door again. When he was about to close the door, he was frozen by the portrait of a woman in his hand. It was as if all the strength in his body was drained.

Murong Xuanyi looked at him and said, "She has been waiting for you to come home!" He only drew the portrait of his mother based on his childhood memories.

When he was a child, he met Madam Hua several times with his mother at the Queen's palace banquets. At that time, she was depressed and had no energy at all.

He thought that no matter how hard-hearted a person was who had run away from home for thirty years, he would be somewhat touched when he saw his mother. He didn't expect him to react so strongly.

He sat back down at the table heavily, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all.

Murong Xuanyi quickly filled his glass. He drank more than ten glasses one after another.

He said to Murong Xuanyi: "Sit down and have a couple of drinks with me."

Murong Xuanyi sat down and filled his own glass to keep him company.

"This is the thousand-year-old wine from Huixianlou in the capital! Well! It deserves to be called a masterpiece, its taste is better than Sangluo and Liuxia. Even if immortals drink it, the taste will not go away for a hundred days, and they will not wake up for a thousand days!" Hua Qiansong commented.

"You must have put a lot of thought into me!

It's no use! Kitty doesn't like you.

And you must also understand your own identity clearly. You are a prince, and you should know clearly what kind of woman you should marry.

If you are destined to be together, then give up! Otherwise, it will only cause more troubles. "After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp. How could this silly girl Xiaoying know that he was gay?

Murong Xuanyi looked at the wine in the glass with a determined look. He had the final say on whether they were destined to be together or not. He drank it all in one gulp!

"Is there no country that has a thousand-day wine? I only pity that this is the spring in my hometown."

"It's time to go back and take a look." He said to himself, his slightly drunk face full of vicissitudes.

Murong Xuanyi didn't know what kind of mood he was in at this moment? Was it regret? Was it unwillingness? Or...?

The next morning, Yuan Ying was called into the room by Old Man Hua. For a long time, he didn't know how to start the conversation. He didn't dare to start the conversation, fearing that she would get angry.

Yuan Ying was confused by him. She asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Old man Hua remained silent!

After drafting for a long time, he finally spoke: "Xiaoying, how about we go to the capital first, and then go to Monan from the capital in the spring of next year..."

Murong Xuanyi was listening attentively next door.

As he expected, "You old man, can you be more reliable? We are about to arrive at Zhuangding Mansion and you suddenly change your mind?

If you want to go, go by yourself. Wanqiu and I will stay in Zhuangding Mansion." After saying this, she was very angry and prepared to leave the house.

"I want to go home to see my mother!" Hua Qiansong's voice sounded.

Yuan Ying was shocked and stopped walking, looking back at him. His weak body was like a flower about to wither. The handsome young man was no longer there.

Thirty years. Not three days or three years, but a full thirty years. She felt sorry for him. She felt sorry for him!

Through those decadent eyes, one can see the pain and helplessness deep in his heart. The decadence and loss are intertwined in the tears in his eyes, which is unbearable to watch.

Yuan Ying couldn't help but stepped forward and hugged him and said softly: "Okay, let's go home!"

Go home! Maybe she will never make it. But he can!

When a large group of people continued their journey, Murong Xuanyi couldn't help but smile while sitting in the carriage. He knew that her little eagle was the most soft-hearted.

Although she still kept her distance from him in a lukewarm manner, he was confident that she would fall in love with him as long as she returned to the capital.

Yuan Ying and Old Man Hua were reading a medical book. Wan Qiu sometimes served tea and water, and sometimes fanned them with a palm-leaf fan. The old man frowned, and the sound of the palm-leaf fan was very annoying on the pages of the book.

I couldn't help but say, "Wanqiu, the weather isn't hot, so you don't need a fan. If you feel bored, you can read a medical book or find something else to do."

Wanqiu knew that she was being disliked again and was at a loss what to do.

Seeing this, Yuan Ying quickly said, "Master Wanqiu doesn't like to be disturbed when he is reading. Come and sit next to me."

After thinking for a while, he said, "Go to the market and buy some cloth and make some clothes for your master." Find her something to do, otherwise she would be restless.

When Wanqiu heard this, she immediately said happily, "I'll make two for you, too."

Yuan Ying smiled and said, "Okay, I'll make a few nice ones for you. We'll dress you up pretty and find you a good family in the future." Wanqiu's face turned red.

Yuan Ying raised the corner of her mouth, thinking that she had gone a bit too far before. Wanqiu was the kind of woman that women of this era should be like, and she couldn't hold her to the same standards as herself.

Murong Xuanyi was in the next carriage, listening to their every move. He was in a good mood. When would Xiaoying make him some clothes?

Thinking of this, he smiled helplessly again. According to her personality, it would be more reliable for him to make her some clothes.

After several days of traveling day and night, they finally reached the border of the capital. Everyone except Yuan Ying was full of anticipation. Even Wan Qiu was excited and would occasionally lift the curtain to look out.

Old Man Hua stopped reading. Sometimes he stood, sometimes he sat down, sometimes he put his hands on his feet, and sometimes he stretched his legs straight. At this time, he seemed extremely uneasy.

Yuan Ying was afraid that he would get too excited and end up like Fan Jin. He quickly comforted him:

"Don't worry, we are almost in the capital, and we will be able to see your mother soon. Come, let's take a deep breath and adjust ourselves to be in the best condition to present ourselves to her."

Old Man Hua took deep breaths again and again following Yuan Ying's rhythm, and he seemed to be less uneasy.

As the carriage slowly moved forward and the sun set, they finally arrived at the city gate.

Yuan Ying looked at the towering city gate, which was as imposing as a rainbow. The tall and solid city gate seemed to be the most reliable line of defense in the capital, guarding the peace of the royal family.

The news of Murong Xuanyi's return to the capital had already been passed to the palace by the advance personnel. In order to prove his importance to Murong Xuanyi, to show his benevolence, and to stop the gossips of the world;

The chief eunuch Fuquan and the crown prince were arranged to lead all the princes and civil and military officials to line up at the palace gate waiting for Prince Jing to return to the capital, followed by the people who came spontaneously.

The Nine Gates Admiral Sikong Xiao personally led a cavalry force and came roaring in the dust. He knelt on one knee and shouted loudly: "Welcome Prince Jing back to the capital!" Then bursts of loud trumpets sounded on the city gate.

Then all the civil and military officials and the common people knelt down and shouted loudly: "Welcome His Royal Highness Prince Jing back to the capital!"

For a moment, the city was in an uproar.

Murong Xuanyi rode a horse in front, looking very majestic. The noble ladies at the windows of the two restaurants were so shocked that they shouted without paying attention to etiquette, "Your Highness Prince Jing."

Some of the brave ones even threw handkerchiefs to him, hoping to attract his attention and win his favor. Unfortunately, the flowers were willing but the water was ruthless!

Yuan Ying looked at those noble ladies. Each of them was as beautiful as a flower or the moon, graceful and charming, with a fairy-like appearance...

Alas! She couldn't think of any adjectives, anyway, one word is beautiful, two words are very beautiful. She was moved when she saw it. But Murong Xuanyi seemed to be blind.

Tsk tsk tsk! It turns out that the aesthetic taste of Duanxiu is different from that of ordinary people.

Murong Xuanyi saw the Crown Prince Murong Xuanli, the second prince Prince Rui Murong Xuanye, the third prince Prince Yu Murong Xuanxing, and the fourth prince Prince Shun Murong Xuanchen.

He rode forward and clasped his fists, saying: "Thank you, my royal brothers, for coming from afar to welcome me. I feel ashamed to receive you!"

The Crown Prince and several other princes pretended to say, "Old Fifth, you have had a hard time on the journey!"

The chief eunuch Quanfu stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Your Highness Prince Jing is welcome back to the capital!"

"Eunuch Fu, please stand up!"

"The Emperor has summoned you to the palace to see him tomorrow morning!"

"I am sorry that your Majesty is worried about me. Please ask Eunuch Fu to tell the king that I will enter the palace tomorrow morning."

Murong Xuanyi no longer paid attention to them: "My dear brothers, I will go ahead."

They looked at Murong Xuanyi's departing back and sneered. He had only cured a plague, but he acted as if he had won a battle and conquered several cities.

The prince stared at Murong Xuanyi with sinister eyes. He was really lucky. The plague could not take his life, and so many assassins could not take his life either.

Let's see how long he can hold out. The fifth brother is his biggest threat. As long as he is around, he, the crown prince, will never be able to sit still.