Demoted from wife to concubine? Reborn, the mistress of a noble family plots another high-status mar

Chapter 972

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

Many ordinary people chased after him.

Murong Yu had to stop. "Everyone, go back. This year, everyone should go back to reunite with their families for the New Year. Some soldiers will go to the palace to attend a banquet before reuniting with their families."

After exchanging a few words with the people, they all knelt down to see him off and then went home one after another.

For those soldiers who died on the battlefield, Murong Yu gave them double the compensation.

Only a portion of the soldiers have returned; some are still stuck at the border and unable to come back.

Leng Yan, Song Huaijin, Zhou Yan, and others led the officials to greet them at the palace gate, while there were many ordinary people at the city gate.

Murong Yu told the officials to just enter the palace and wait. Today was the New Year's Eve banquet, and the officials and their families had already entered the palace, which meant that Murong Yu had arrived to start the banquet.

However, before that, Murong Yu had to go and pick up the Empress and the princes.

"Your Majesty, why do you look so pale? Are you injured?" Song Huaijin looked at him with some concern.

As soon as I got closer, I could smell a faint medicinal fragrance.

No one knew that Murong Yu had been assassinated in the palace of the Northern Palace Kingdom.

He insisted on returning to the capital, and Ghost Hand escorted him all the way.

"Everything is alright now. Thank you all for your hard work. Please take your seats. The Empress and I will be here shortly," Murong Yu said.

Ghost Hand said, "Alright, the Emperor doesn't want to see you bunch of big men the most."

Everyone couldn't help but smile, suddenly feeling envious of the loving relationship between the Emperor and Empress.

Murong Yu had already set off for the Zichen Palace.

At the palace gate, Yun Xiyue was already eagerly waiting.

When the three little princes heard that their father had returned, they couldn't help but run out to peek. They were almost two years old and could already walk, though not very steadily.

But walking slowly is generally fine.

"Mother, Father... Father..."

The child, who was one year and six months old and had grown one or two teeth, secretly ran to the door to stop someone. He saw a man coming, who looked just like the one in the painting in the main hall, and couldn't help but excitedly run back to call for his mother.

Murong Yu heard the child calling for his father from outside, and he was so excited that he walked as fast as the wind.

Along the way, palace maids and eunuchs bowed to him one after another, but he didn't bother to say "no need for formalities."

He was still wearing armor, with a sword at his side, and holding his helmet in one hand. As he stepped into the palace gate of Zichen Palace, he handed the helmet to Eunuch Fu.

With tears welling up in his eyes, Eunuch Fu said, "Your Majesty, you're finally back! This servant has missed you so much."

"Alright, Eunuch Fu, His Majesty is in a hurry to see the Empress!" Granny Chen said, both amused and exasperated, and quickly pulled the man away.

Gui Shou and Yunnan Sheng also came to Zichen Palace.

Madam Yun was also waiting at the door. After meeting her husband, they embraced, "Ninth Sister..."

"Just come back."

Ghost Hand wanted to go in and see the child, but since it was a time for their family reunion, he didn't want to disturb them.

"Where is our Yun family's young lady!" They could only hold Yun Xiaohan's daughter for now.

The girl was pretty and wasn't shy.

She will call him uncle.

Ghost Hand was overjoyed and wanted to take her to play with the snowman.

Inside the main hall at this moment.

Murong Yu came in alone, and when he saw Yun Xiyue, he felt his eyes well up with tears. "A-Yue."

"Your Majesty." Yun Xiyue was dressed rather warmly. She had originally intended to greet him at the palace gate, but he refused, so she returned. There was a charcoal stove inside, and it was very hot.

She wanted to take off a few pieces of clothing.

Who knew he would come back at this time?

Seeing this, Caiwei quickly led the palace maids downstairs, bowed, and ran out.

Only the three little ones remained, tilting their heads up and looking at him with curious eyes.