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Chapter 449 Triumph (1)

Compared with Yuan Lie's vast army of 20,000, the light-handed Dragon and Tiger Guards moved much faster.

On the day when Yue Qiyun received the Feiying message, she arrived at the Flame King Court before midnight.

The unique sound of horse hooves of the Dragon and Tiger Guards awakened the people in the royal court from their dreams.

"Blessed by the Bodhisattva, the concubine is back safely!" The first thing that came to her was Madam Zhao, who was very clear-headed and clear-headed.

She hurriedly wore a cotton coat and ran out of her small yurt without even having time to wear her shoes.

As the long dragon made of torches gradually approached, Ma Ma Zhao's eyes were a little red.

"Madam, I'm back with the concubine, but the Dragon and Tiger Guard?" Acan asked with a sob. She had learned from Yue Qiyun that her husband had returned without any harm.

"No!" Madam Zhao wiped the corners of her eyes with a veil, her eyes fixed on the fiery red figure walking in the front of the team. "Acan, Chang Fu is back, you are not allowed to cry again in the future! As long as you and your wife are well, you will have children again!"

"Yeah!" A Can cried with joy. She touched her thin cheeks, but there was a hint of uneasiness inexplicably.

During this period, this poor woman lost two children in a row. Now she is so haggard that she can still be plump when she first entered the grassland?

"You are still young!" Madam Zhao seemed to understand A Can's thoughts. She smiled and patted the woman on the shoulder and comforted her: "The body has not been completely broken. I will take care of her for a while and I will not have to worry about not having a son. I just hope that the concubine can have a few more children. At that time, the concubine's tent will be lively!"

"Give birth? Let's talk to that man with no eyes? I'm hiding!" Gladiola curled his lips contemptuously.

After all, Madam Zhao has never seen Yuan Lie's ruthlessness with her own eyes, nor has she experienced those bastards personally. Of course, she doesn't know her master's mood like Gladiola.

After experiencing life and death, Gladiolus became even more fierce. She had no good impression of Yuan Lie, but after hearing Mama Zhao's words, she couldn't help but mocked her for a few words.

"You girl!" Madam Zhao reached out and hit Gladiola, her attitude towards Gladiola was helpless.

As the few people spoke, the sound of horse hooves had gone from far to near.

The dense torches shone the group clearly in armor. In front of the heavily armored cavalry was Yue Qiyun in big red clothes.

She held her young son and rode on the snow-white Zhaoyue. Her heroic eyebrows and eyes shone brightly in the fire. Her red Hu clothing looked heroic and heroic under the seals of a group of iron-blooded men.

"I'll meet the concubine!" Madam Zhao rushed out with a quick step and knelt on the ground first.

"I will meet the concubine!" Jianlan followed closely behind and shouted with tears in her eyes.

"The ground is cool, get up quickly!" Before Zhaoyue could stop, Yue Qiyun jumped off the horse with her son in her arms and helped Mama Zhao and Gladiola up one after another.

"The Grand Concubine!" Just now, Acan and other servants arrived, but they knelt on the ground again.

Yue Qiyun looked up and saw that the yurts in the royal court were lit up, and the women and children of the Flame clan flocked to him.

"Good concubine!"

"Please to the concubine!"

"See the Grand Princess!"

Following Acan and the others, they knelt on the ground again.

Yue Qiyun had nodded to the crowd who came out to worship him, raised her voice and said, "I have been running out all day, and I am tired. Everyone, get up, go back and rest, and I will talk about anything tomorrow!"

"The Grand Concubine, can the Khan escape? What's the situation with our army?" The old Dazha stood up tremblingly and asked with hope.

"The Khan captured Naiman Khan King Moganda alive, and the army would be reunited soon." Yue Qiyun knew that if he didn't tell them the news of Yuan Lie, the people would not be able to sleep tonight, so he simply announced the news of the victory of the Flame Clan in advance.

Unexpectedly, Yue Qiyun's words were like thunder blew up from the ground!

The crowd calmed for a moment, and then there was a shocking cheer!

"God of immortality blesses, our army is over triumphant!"

"My son is going home!" Aunt Toya covered her mouth and couldn't help crying.

"The Khan is mighty!"

The flames court in the late night suddenly became boiling.

People cheered and jumped, surrounding Yue Qiyun and Longhu Guard in the center, and entered the mode of welcoming the triumphal return of the army in advance.

Looking at the cheering members of the Lieyan tribe, Yue Qiyun couldn't refuse their enthusiasm anymore, and finally was surrounded by them and walked towards the royal clan's discussion tent.

"Madam, take Run'er back and rest." Before entering the tent, she secretly sent her son to Madam Zhao's hands.

The continuous march was so sleepy and tired that even in the mother's arms that Run'er was sleepy and tired, and her little head looked at Yue Qiyun little by little.

She cheered up and roughly told the story of turning the defeat into victory. She finally escaped from the position where the stars were holding the moon.

When we returned to the newly renovated tent, the skylight had already become slightly brighter.

"Gladiolus, bring the stew pot up!" As soon as Yue Qiyun entered the house, Madam Zhao immediately turned on the old hen mode and pointed a few people in the tent and made them go around.

"Oh, Aunt Li, why haven't the hot water been boiled yet? The concubine was so dusty all the way, how can she bathe without hot water? Who, is Yurong Yangji San still there? Quickly, put it in the bathtub...Hi, look at my memory, all the good things were stolen by Naiman beast!...What should I do?"

The newly decorated tent is filled with the old lady's nagging.

Acan sat on the foot of Baifu bed, carefully tucked the quilt on Run'er's body, and looked at the servants who were coming in and out with a smile, and finally felt a sense of stability in his heart.

Yue Qiyun sat on the beauty chair, allowing Madam Zhao to disassemble her hair and unbutton her broad belt.

"Tell me, you don't know how to cherish yourself when you are out! Look at the hair, why are you knotting it?" After Madam Zhao scolded the servants, she began to think of Yue Qiyun again.

"Oh, my concubine! How many days have you not changed your clothes? Look at the soil on it, it can be covered with the city wall!" Taking off the red Hu clothes, the old lady shaking off the dust on the marten fur, and complained: "I want me to say that war is a man's business, what are you mixed with every family? Thinking about the martial arts of the Duke of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the War, and the old slave did not see her fighting and killing..."

What annoying and kind thoughts!

After hearing the big murmurs since childhood, Yue Qiyun drank a bowl of old hen ginseng soup that nourished the body, leaned against the beauty and fell asleep.

Yue Qiyun slept until the next dusk.
Chapter completed!
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