This time when he returned to Beijing, Huo Yan stayed in Liangzhou temporarily according to Yuan Xuan's instructions.
Although Yuan Zhao did not ask in detail, he had already guessed in his heart that they must have a bigger plan.
She was worried about everything going on in the capital, and she hardly stopped on the way, wishing she could travel day and night.
By the time we got to the capital, the New Year was almost over.
The carriage drove onto the official road. The city wall in the distance looked even more majestic under the vast sky. The familiar outline came into view, making her feel dazed.
It has been half a year since I left.
Inside the carriage, the children were quietly busy with their own things, and the carriage was surprisingly quiet.
Yuan Musheng sat upright in the corner, a book spread on his knees, his eyes steady, his lips slightly moving, as he silently reviewed poetry and books.
Yuan Nan'an held his sword in his arms, leaning against the wall of the carriage, his eyes slightly closed, as if taking a nap, but his hand was always on the hilt of the sword.
Yuan Xuan sat beside her, flipping through a chess book with his fingertips, his brows slightly furrowed.
Yuan Qiyu was lying on his back with his arms and legs spread out, sleeping defenselessly, smacking his lips from time to time, and mumbling something in his dream.
Yuan Zhizhi held a piece of osmanthus cake in her hand, chewing it slowly with her little mouth, her cheeks puffed up.
Yuan Zhao looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.
In the past six months, the children have grown up a lot, and their appearance, temperament, and mood have quietly changed.
At this time last year, their family was still trapped in Yangzhou, with an uncertain future.
But now, the matter of Northern Qiang has been settled, and all the changes, wars, separations... seem like a dream.
The carriage rocked slightly, and she withdrew her gaze, her eyes slightly drooping.
After returning to Beijing, I'm afraid we'll be facing a new round of changes...
Compared to when he came back from Yangzhou, Yuan Zhao came back very low-key this time.
The carriage stopped quietly in front of the princess's mansion. The vermilion door was slightly open, and several people were already waiting at the door.
As soon as they heard the sound of wheels rolling over the stone slabs, everyone immediately came forward, their eyes fixed on the carriage.
As soon as the car door opened, a nimble figure jumped out first.
"Aunt Biyun! Aunt Gantang!"
Yuan Nan'an's eyes lit up, he called out cheerfully, and walked quickly towards him.
When Biyun and Gantang saw her, a look of surprise flashed across their faces.
"Second Miss! You've grown so tall!" Biyun couldn't help but sigh, looking her up and down. Seeing that she had her long hair tied up in a crown, she looked much taller, and her eyes were full of satisfaction.
Yuan Nan'an raised his eyebrows proudly, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Of course!"
Immediately afterwards, Yuan Musheng and Yuan Xuan got out of the car one after another.
"Young Master!"
"His Royal Highness!"
Everyone in the mansion bowed, their eyes filled with excitement and joy.
At this time, Yuan Qiyu rubbed his sleepy eyes, slowly climbed out of the car, stretched himself, and yawned, his voice still soft and sticky like he had just woken up.
"I'm back home..."
Gan Tang smiled and reached out to rub his furry head, saying gently, "Third Young Master looks a lot heavier."
Yuan Qi Yu was not fully awake yet. He blinked and said "Ah?" in a daze, causing everyone to laugh.
However, everyone's eyes were still on the carriage, with some anxiety.
Until the end, a familiar figure slowly stepped down the steps——
"Your Highness!"
Biyun and Gantang immediately went forward, their eyes filled with tears.
They looked at Yuan Zhao who had returned after a long absence, their hearts were in turmoil, and finally they could no longer hold back, so they walked quickly forward, and the three masters and servants hugged each other tightly.
Gan Tang's eyes were red as he kept looking at her, his voice slightly choked.
"Your Highness has lost a lot of weight..."
Yuan Zhao patted her hand gently, the tenderness in his eyes was the same as before, the corners of his lips curved slightly, and he whispered,
"I'm back."
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After Yuan Zhao returned to Beijing, he rushed to the palace carrying Yuan Zhizhi.
She was concerned about Emperor Xuan's illness and did not waste a moment.
But he never expected that before he could reach the Qinzheng Hall, he was stopped in front of an inner palace gate.
"Who are you? This is the important area of the Qinzheng Palace. No one is allowed to enter without permission!"
A sharp rebuke echoed in front of the palace gate, the tone was very rude.
Yuan Zhao sat upright on the sedan chair, holding Yuan Zhizhi in his arms, with Gan Tang and Biyun standing by his side.
Upon hearing this, Gan Tang and Biyun's expressions suddenly changed, their eyes full of disbelief.
Since the princess returned to the capital, she has no need to report in advance when entering or leaving the palace, and can visit Your Majesty at any time.
How come it's only been half a year and someone dares to stop them?!
Even Yuan Zhizhi raised her round eyes and looked at the group of imperial guards, muttering to herself in her heart -
There are so many people...
Yuan Zhao looked calm, his eyes lightly sweeping over the guards at the palace gate.
This palace gate is the only way to the Qinzheng Hall and has always been heavily guarded, but the number of people here now is more than double the usual number.
More importantly, all the people in front of me are strangers.
Even the leader, Yuan Zhao had never seen him before.
She exchanged a glance with Gan Tang without making any expression. Gan Tang immediately stepped forward and said in a solemn and dignified voice:
"Your Highness the Princess has come to the palace to visit His Majesty. Please get out of the way!"
As soon as these words were spoken, others should have immediately saluted and knelt to greet him, but the leading royal guard did not even frown. Instead, he uttered a soft "huh" with a tone of contempt and sarcasm in his voice.
"Princess? What princess?"
"How come I've never heard of a princess coming to see His Majesty?"
He glanced at Yuan Zhao in the sedan chair, and looked him up and down unscrupulously, with a frivolous smile on his face.
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