Feng Chenglin: "..."

Those who dare to brazenly challenge the queen mother is probably Ling Luoyu alone.

The north gate of the capital slowly opened in the thin light of the morning light.

As the gate of the city opened little by little, a group of people also came into sight.

The spirit of the leader is shining, it is Ling Bufan.

Behind him, Ling Yunfeng and Ling Yunxi were excited and separated.

Ling Jiajun, who was in black uniform, followed closely behind with his solemn expression.

They walked calmly and walked into the city without any chaos.

At the beginning and the end, two Ling Jiajun's flags fluttered in the wind.

The people who had been guarding the city gate, waiting to leave the city unknowingly let the road open, and greeted the Ling Jiajun entering the city with eye-catching salute.

In the dawn, people were very quiet, except for the sound of neat steps, there was no other sound.

Suddenly--

"It's Ling Jiajun... Ling Jiajun is back..." Someone shouted out in surprise.

This sound was like a signal, shocking everyone to pick up the things in their hands and return to report in excitement.

Back then, when the Ling Family Army returned triumphantly, they entered the city in this manner.

For many years, no one has ever seen such a domineering but harmonious scene.

Especially when Ling Yunfeng died on the battlefield, Ling Yunxi was defeated and returned home, and the Ling family gradually withered, no one would have thought that there would be a moment when they would see the three generals of the Ling family riding side by side and smashing the wind.

At this moment, the enthusiasm in people's hearts was ignited, their blood was boiling, and they rushed to tell each other crazy.

"Ling Jiajun is back..."

"Ling Jiajun returned in triumph..."

For them, the appearance of Ling Jiajun is a triumphant victory!

After Ling Jiajun passed, Ling Luoyu pulled Feng Chenglin into the city gate.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by Ling Jiajun, and no one noticed the sneaky two.

Feng Chenglin looked regretful and his eyes were full of dissatisfaction: "Three young masters, why don't you let me ride in with the Great Duke and the others?!"

It is every man's dream to stand side by side with the three generals of the Ling family!

Now the opportunity was in sight, but Ling Luo Yusheng was deprived of it.

"Fatty man! You have many opportunities to join in the fun! Not now!"

"why?!"

Ling Luoyu thief clung to his shoulders and violently pulled forward: "Because I still have things I need you to do!"

The news of Ling Jiajun's return to the capital was like a blockbuster, exploding the official circle of the capital.

Early in the morning, as soon as the gate of the palace opened, Xiao Tongzhou stood on tiptoe, almost trotting all the way into the gate.

"Queen Mother, it's not good, Queen Mother, something happened..."

Holding a gold medal bestowed by the emperor in his hand, he could enter and leave the palace on his own without being blocked by interrogation, so he went straight down into the deep palace.

The **** and court lady on duty watched him trot with surprise in their eyes.

Didn't this old man say that he was seriously ill a few days ago, and that he was extremely ill and could no longer go to court? !

Why are you so energetic today, so long running? !

And look at this ruddy complexion, how can it look like he is dying, and may hang up at any time? !

The Queen Mother's bedroom, Zhaode Palace.

The **** who was guarding the gate was still napping, and was awakened by Xiao Tongzhou's ass-flaming sound.

In front of the palace gate, the guard had already stepped forward and stopped him.

"Master Zaifu, the Queen Mother hasn't woken up yet! Your morning..."

Xiao Tongzhou suddenly threw out the token in his hand, frowning uncomfortably: "Blind?! Didn't you see Ben Zaifu holding the gold medal bestowed by the emperor?! With this gold medal, you dare to stop anyone?!"