"The Marquis Jing'an returns to the capital—"
A group of Forbidden Army with Profound Armor, lined up in two rows, held their Golden lon Axes high and crossed them, clearing the way ahead.
Li Fei gently squeezed the horse's belly, and the Snow Dragon Steed strode forward, stepping on the frost-covered path paved with ice crystals, slowly entering the gate ahead.
Behind, Ye Ze'an and others sat in the cars, which followed the Snow Dragon Steed, moving slowly.
As the Snow Dragon Steed entered the city gate, waves of cheers surged like a tsunami!
Inside the East Subordinate Gate, the streets were already flooded with a sea of black-haired heads on both sides.
Window lattice, flying eaves, tile roofs, wherever one could stand, were crowded with people eagerly awaiting.
So brave little girls scread at the silhouette on horseback, old won raised fresh steaming flatbreads above their heads, and young children climbed onto their fathers' shoulders...
After crossing the first street, suddenly flower petals made of colored paper and silk were poured down from the restaurant beside.
Red like fiery clouds, pink like delicate peach blossoms, gold like flowing fire, mixed with delicate golden foil, creating a dazzling and mysterious Light Rain under the sun, gently falling onto Li Fei's shoulders.
Following closely were deep-garden ladies throwing down magnolias and begonias still with morning dew; tavern dancers tossing strong red roses; and even farm won carrying baskets, vigorously throwing wild daisies and dandelions freshly plucked from the outskirts into the street center.
In an instant, the street before Li Fei transford into a sea of flowers!
Various flowers converged into a rushing, fragrant, and colorful river.
All the flowers that could be gathered in Lanling City and nearby areas were presented before Li Fei at this mont!
Horse hooves crushed the precious jade, every step exhaling fragrance!
Li Fei seed to walk on a path embroidered with fresh flowers and feverish passion, petals adorned his hair strands and robes.
The fragrance was so intense it was almost suffocating, mixed with the steaming heat, sweat, and shouts from the crowd, forming an almost dizzying atmosphere—
"Marquis Jing'an!"
"Marquis Jing'an!"
"Victory!"
"Victory!"
"General, look this way!"
"..."
Waves of shouts grew higher and higher, almost overturning the buildings on both sides!
Veterans who had battled in the Eastern Territory and whose comrades had fallen under the Grassland Iron Cavalry shed tears and trembled with excitent!
The sea of people and the sea of flowers surrounded Li Fei.
For the first ti in his life, he felt such a fervent atmosphere!
The Divine Skills of Jing'an beca unprecedentedly active, making him feel for the first ti so tightly connected to this country.
Country and ho.
National power.
National fortune.
Li Fei suddenly had a deeper understanding of all this!
Life should be enjoyed to the fullest.
At this mont, Li Fei rarely thought about cultivation or his Tao, but instead fully imrsed himself in the celebration set just for him—
The Snow Dragon Steed was exceptionally perceptive, facing the boiling sea of people and the flying flowers, without a trace of panic.
Its steps were elegant and stable, as its four hooves trod on the thick flower carpet, ice fog where it passed, petals floating, condensing into temporary crystal-clear frost, only to be promptly overwheld by new waves of flowers.
Flowers surged like tides, and like tides, they piled and spread behind the hooves.
From the East Subordinate Gate to outside the Imperial City's gate, Li Fei almost traversed half of Lanling City, seemingly witnessing all the splendor and sincerity of human existence!
Behind him, not a piece of land was visible, leaving only a vividly woven, foot-thick, endlessly extending "flower passage."
This was a sight never before seen in Lanling City!
Imperial Eunuch Feng Cheng stood with a smile inside the Imperial City gate to greet Li Fei.
Without waiting for Li Fei to dismount, he loudly proclaid:
"His Majesty decrees—The Marquis Jing'an may ride into the Imperial City!"
Thus, the Snow Dragon Steed continued forward.
Passing through the Imperial City gate, through nurous palace complexes, it reached outside the Imperial Palace gate.
Only then did Li Fei dismount.
Behind him, Ye Ze'an and others also got out of the cars, intentionally walking behind Li Fei to enter the Imperial Palace with him.
Thus, a scene never before occurred on the imperial path—
One person striding forward, all civil and military officials falling behind him.
Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!
As Li Fei walked into the Imperial Palace, war drums sounded, each beat striking upon hearts.
The nine gates of the Golden Hall opened in sequence, jade stairs reflecting brightness.
Amidst the continuous drumbeats, Li Fei stepped up the stairs into Zhenglan Hall.
Soon, civil and military officials followed, entering the hall one after another.
Today was not a regular court eting day; it was specially convened for Li Fei alone.
"His Majesty arrives—"
As Feng Cheng announced loudly, a bright yellow figure erged from behind a screen, ascended the Red Steps, and sat on the Dragon Chair.
Qin Ziheng watched with a smile Li Fei below, bowing towards him:
"All ministers are exempted from courtesy."
Once everyone stood properly, Qin Ziheng spoke:
"Li Fei."
"This servant is here."
Li Fei stepped out of line.
Qin Ziheng: "I heard that before you left the Grassland, you inscribed so lines on a mountain. You nad the mountain Yanran Mountain, any special reason?"
As Emperor, he was the first to know of this.
Now asking publicly, being quite curious and wishing civil and military officials to also know.
Li Fei certainly couldn't answer with tales of his past life, he simply replied:
"Responding to Your Majesty, it was just a na I whimsically chose."
"Oh?"
Qin Ziheng had anticipated much, surprised by this answer.
He continued: "On that rock wall, your last sentence was—'Those who dare to invade the Central Plains, however distant, will be punished!' Those words resonate deeply with , worthy of a great toast!
Co forth—"
As his voice fell, Feng Cheng turned to retrieve the preparation made beforehand.
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