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The cavalry was getting closer and closer to the imperial chariot.

Ling Xiao is a martial arts practitioner with good eyesight, and he can see the person surrounded by everyone at a glance.

He stared intently at the past, and met a pair of delighted eyes at a glance.

The eyes are like lacquer, clear and transparent.

Surrounded by the crowd, the young man was wrapped in a snow-white fox fur, and his snow-white face was made smaller by the wide fur collar.

With red lips and white teeth, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and a little red nose, one can tell at a glance that he is the young master who has been pampered and raised.

This is the little emperor?

Ling Xiao thought for a while, the little emperor seemed to be sixteen years old.

Seeing him like this now, he can be fourteen years old, but he looks like a child who hasn't grown up yet. No wonder Princess An suppressed him and didn't talk about marriage.

It's not like someone who can start a family and start a business.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but laugh when he thought of this.

Thinking like this, the horse has come close.

As soon as he pulled the reins, the war horse under his crotch let out a long cry, and his front hooves were raised high, almost standing upright.

Ah Zhao saw that his eyes were shining: handsome!

Ling Xiao turned around and dismounted, and hundreds of guards behind him dismounted in unison.

Chen Lingxiao, greet Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty!

Your Majesty is here to greet you, Long live Your Majesty!

The soldiers who came down from the battlefield, even if they kowtowed to An, also carried a chilling and bloody aura that couldn't be shaken off.

A young servant beside him even trembled slightly.

Ah Zhao was even happier.

Just want such a fighter! To be invincible on the battlefield!

She stepped forward without saying a word, and helped Ling Xiao up herself: General, please get up. At the same time, she asked the general behind him to stand up.

Although Ling Xiao was named Fu Guogong, everyone still prefers to call him the Great General.

Ling Xiao only felt that, looking closer, the little emperor looked even smaller.

He only reached the position of his shoulders, and his whole body was wrapped in a cloak, thin and small.

It seems that the rumors of frailty are true.

Thinking of this, he was a little worried: His Majesty didn't know if his body would be able to hold on, and now Da Qi would not be able to suffer another blow.

He briefly reported the situation to Azhao: It is impossible for the 200,000 troops he brought back to come to the capital together, and they are all stationed dozens of miles outside the capital, waiting for the order of the court.

This time the army's return to the court is also a kind of deterrence-let those clans who are about to make a move be quiet.

Azhao listened very seriously, nodding constantly, and the eyes of the cats looking over were full of admiration.

Ling Xiao found it interesting and worried at the same time——for a king, it's not good to be so happy and angry.

When they went back, Ah Zhao was sitting in the imperial chariot, and Ling Xiao rode beside him on horseback.

Azhao's body was originally weak, and he got up early, and after seeing the hero, he was excited for a while, and now he sat on the imperial chariot, feeling comfortable, and he felt sleepy all of a sudden.

She leaned on the soft cushion and fell asleep in a daze.

At the gate of the palace, Ling Xiao dismounted.

According to the previous order, although the first emperor had just passed away and could not hold a palace banquet, Ah Zhao still wanted to welcome the general in person.

So Ling Xiao didn't leave, but waited for Ah Zhao's order.

However, there has been no movement in the imperial chariot.

Your Majesty? the palace man called softly.

no respond.

Ling Xiao was anxious, and since he didn't care about dignity, he stretched out his hand and opened the curtain.

The one who met his eyes was a little emperor who was sleeping all over the place.

Ling Xiao: ...

He lowered the curtain and coughed lightly at Yuhu who looked worried: Your Majesty is resting, go directly to Ziji Hall.