Behind the emperor, a group of officials dressed in official robes of different colors and embroidered with different rank badges were arranged in order of their rank.

The civil officials wore blue or green official robes with birds embroidered on their badges, and had a refined and scholarly demeanor.

The military officers wore red or purple official robes with embroidered beasts on their badges, looking majestic and imposing.

Their expressions were respectful yet revealing an undisguised excitement. They whispered among themselves, their words filled with praise for the victorious soldiers and anticipation for today's grand ceremony.

Today we welcome not only victorious soldiers, but also the hope for a glorious future for the dynasty.

Mu Yunxi rode a lithe, glossy black horse, steadily leading the procession.

The horse was jet black except for its four white hooves, as if it had come treading on snow. Its strong muscles rippled slightly in the sunlight, displaying boundless power.

Mu Yunxi stood tall and straight like a pine tree. Although there were some wear and tear on her armor, it only added to her weathered and vicissitudes.

The hardships of battle did not leave any marks of age on her face; instead, they endowed her with a unique sense of perseverance and composure.

Compared to when she left the capital, her eyes were more profound, revealing a sharpness and decisiveness tempered by the fires of war, and every subtle expression showed maturity and competence.

Beside him, the second prince also rode a tall and handsome white horse. The horse was pure white without a single stray hair, like a divine beast that had descended from the sky.

The second prince was dressed in light armor and wore a silver helmet. The naivety and immaturity of the past had faded from him, replaced by confidence and heroic spirit.

His eyes sparkled with anticipation and ambition for the future, and his every move exuded the demeanor of a royal descendant.

The other general was also imposing, sitting upright on a tall horse, his face full of confidence.

The three men rode tall horses, walking slowly and majestically toward the city gate, with the army behind them marching in perfect unison.

Each step made a solid sound, and the armor gleamed coldly in the sunlight, demonstrating an invincible military might.

Along both sides of the road, the people were already eagerly waiting.

They flocked to the streets, blocking the roads completely, and children laughed, ran, and played among the crowd.

Their cheeks were rosy, and they held colorful sugar figurines or small windmills in their hands. Their innocent laughter added a touch of liveliness to the solemn atmosphere.

The adults, on the other hand, had smiles on their faces, their eyes filled with admiration and gratitude for the soldiers and generals.

They whispered among themselves, discussing the heroic deeds of the soldiers, knowing full well that it was the soldiers' bloody battles that brought them peace and tranquility.

At the same time, the ceremonial music in front of the city gate suddenly resounded, with bells and drums ringing out in unison, the sound powerful and deep.

The massive bronze bell was struck, producing a deep and resonant sound, as if announcing this glorious moment to heaven and earth.

The drummers beat the war drums on the stand with all their might, and the exciting drumbeats were like beating hearts, inspiring everyone.

The melodious sounds of silk and bamboo instruments, and the clear high notes of the flute, lingered in everyone's ears like a babbling brook.

The pipa played lively notes, adding a touch of elegance to the bustling scene.

The stirring melody intertwined with the cheers of the people, creating a heart-stirring musical piece.

The sound lingered in the sky above the capital for a long time, creating a grand and lively scene of universal celebration.

As night falls, the palace is ablaze with lights, filled with a festive atmosphere.

The golden dragons and colorful phoenixes on the carved beams and painted rafters, illuminated by the flickering candlelight in the glass cups, seem to burst forth from the walls, so lifelike.

Outside the hall, a bright moon hung high in the night sky, casting its silvery light, which complemented the lively scene inside the hall, creating a beautiful picture.

The air was filled with a rich, mellow aroma of wine, which mingled with the enticing scents of delicacies, making one's mouth water.

The victory banquet was in full swing, with all the civil and military officials dressed in magnificent robes, their garments embroidered with birds and beasts shimmering under the lamplight.

They raised their glasses, toasting each other, their faces beaming with joy and excitement.

"General Mu's achievements in this battle are truly a blessing for our dynasty!" An elderly minister with white hair exclaimed with admiration, his voice booming and clear amidst the noisy banquet.

"Yes, General, you are brave and fearless. You fought a brilliant battle and are a role model for us all!" the young official beside him echoed, his eyes full of admiration.

One congratulatory message after another rose and fell, full of praise and respect for Mu Yunxi's outstanding military achievements.

Mu Yunxi wore a gorgeous brocade robe embroidered with gold thread patterns, her posture as upright as a pine tree.

Although he had changed out of his usual military uniform, he still exuded the heroic spirit of someone who had been through many battles.

She moved through the crowd, responding to toasts and congratulations, always with a polite and humble smile on her face.

After several rounds, the wine went down her throat, and her cheeks flushed slightly, just like the magnificent sunset on the horizon, adding a unique and captivating charm to her.

Having finally managed to deal with a group of enthusiastic officials, she breathed a sigh of relief, held her wine glass, and walked briskly toward Qin Qianluo.

Approaching Qin Qianluo, Mu Yunxi bowed slightly, her demeanor elegant and her movements fluid, fully demonstrating her respect for Prince Zhao.

With a smile on her face and sincerity in her eyes, she said softly, "Your subject thanks King Zhao."

Although the voice was not loud, it clearly reached Qin Qianluo's ears amidst the lively banquet.

At that moment, Qin Qianluo was focused on enjoying the delicious food when she heard the sound. She was slightly startled, and her chopsticks stopped moving.

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