Would You Like to Have a Drink

To be fair, even if Emperor Yuan valued and favored him, for a talented emperor, a tyrannical tyrant, knowing that the prince he had raised for so many years and invested so much effort in was not his own, the anger of being fooled and writing the death decree was understandable.

After all, Emperor Yuan was just an ancient person, an emperor of a feudal society. Blood relationship was the foundation of thousands of years of feudal rule. Even in the open-minded modern times, it was difficult to completely ignore blood relations, otherwise there would not be so many dog-blood TV dramas of true and false daughters.

Zong Luo had always been strict with himself and lenient with others. The moment he knew he was not the blood of Emperor Yuan, he let go of the last thorn in his previous life. How could he be so selfish to ask a father who knows nothing about it?

The only regret was that in this life, when Zong Luo completely confirmed that he had that family affection, he was told that it was nothing but a pipe dream.

Perhaps it was really not broken, not established. After really thinking about all this, the pain was painful, but it could be relieved from the previous state of chaos where he didn’t know what the world was.

When returning to the Imperial City, whether it was life or death, the dust settled, and there should be an end.

He couldn’t move forward, he would still move forward.

In this way, walking and stopping, five days before the Witch Sacrificial Ceremony, they finally arrived at the foot of the Imperial City. Looking far away from the suburbs, the towering Imperial City rose from the ground and covered the horizon.

“It’s the Xuan Cavalry of the Third Prince, open the city gate!”

From a distance, the garrison guards saw the military flag.

The Great Commander Duan Junhao came to greet him personally, and with an order, the heavy gate slowly opened.

Just like every time the Third Prince returned to court, the streets were crowded with people, and the main road was full of people. The seats in the teahouse on the main road were hard to find, and the boss smiled so hard his eyes squinted.

This momentum was even more magnificent than when Emperor Yuan personally sent it.

Originally, the people’s love for the Third prince was obvious. After the battle of Hangu Pass, he did not die and returned. After successfully recovering his eyesight, he almost did not rest and fought against Yu Country tirelessly. Moreover, the battle of Yu Country was fought too beautifully, without the cost of a single soldier, yet it was full of epic spirit.

The Yu Country emperor bestowed death to Lord Wu An, the Third Prince set the time with three arrows, and fought a zhishi before the two armies. He got this old general, who was famous in the Great Wilderness to entrust him the Daxia Longque on his deathbed, he laughed up to the sky without regret and died.

There were home countries, great righteousness, fulfillments, and there was no lack of fighting single-handedly.

After the news came, it immediately became a hot topic for the storytellers in the teahouse and tavern to add fuel and vinegar, and it became a good story among the warriors and literati.

Soon, the team of cavalry that seemed to be connected into a line approached.

Every cavalryman was dressed in neat black armor, integrated with the horse under him, without a trace of impurity, majestic and awe-inspiring.

Not to mention, although the armor of Xuan Cavalry was expensive, it was indeed the best-looking when worn.

Which young man who practices martial arts doesn’t want to have such a suit of armor and accept the attention of many people on the ten-mile-long street?

“The city gate is open, the Third Highness is back!”

“Quick, make way, I want to see too, I want to see too.”

“Where is he? Why can’t I see?”

The voices of the people on the street were noisy, and the discussions were chirping.

However, the moment the first military horse stepped through the city gate, all these voices were cut off and fell silent.

No other reason, just because of the frosty long hair of the person at the front.

After a long time, someone asked in surprise, “Why is the Third Highness’s hair all white?”

Three months ago, when the whole city was seeing him off, the Third Prince took off the white silk from his eyes, his raven-like black hair was tied up high, and there was a spring breeze-like smile on his face.

But after just a few short months, when he came back, he turned into such a look.

The young ladies on the city tower also exclaimed, “Xinyue, you look quickly, what’s the matter with the Third Highness?”

Without her reminder, as soon as that touch of white appeared, Shen Xinyue tightened her handkerchief.

Obviously, apart from his hair turning white, there were no other superfluous changes. The changed hair color made him look even more like an immortal, adding a bit of coldness that did not indulge in worldly pleasures.

Watching that figure slowly walk down the long street and head towards the palace, Shen Xinyue felt a panic in her heart for no reason.

When he arrived at the gate of the palace, the inner servant who had been guarding the gate of the palace for a long time finally breathed a sigh of relief, took the reins of Zhao Yebai, and said respectfully, “Third Highness, today His Majesty is preparing for the Witch Sacrificial Ceremony at the Great Witch Temple, and can’t get away for a while, specially sent this small one to pass the message.”

“His Majesty said that you have traveled a long distance and must be feeling tired, first, return to Yuchun Palace to rest and bathe, wash away the dust, and wait to meet in the evening.”

Zong Luo’s fingertips under his long sleeves turned white. “Okay.”

He dismounted and walked towards Yuchun Palace.

In front of Yuchun Palace, the palace people were busy early.

Some were holding spices, some were holding towels, some were preparing inner and outer clothes, and seeing Zong Luo coming back, they all respectfully saluted.

Zong Luo nodded, was about to take off his robe, but saw a green dress rushing towards him.

It was Pei Qianxue.