On the second day, Dulun Qizhen took Xiangming and Han Yurong to hire a carriage back to the Dulun Palace in Shengjing, and of course they also brought their younger brother Han Yun. One of the reasons to go to Shengjing this time was to quit their younger brother's addiction to smoking.

At this moment, Xiangming and Han Yurong were accompanying Han Yun in the carriage, who was in a daze. He had a pale face and chapped lips. He had a smoke addiction in the woodshed last night and had not dripped into the drip of water and had not been dipped in the rice. He was already exhausted at this moment.

Durum Qizhen rode alone along with a high-headed horse and a carriage.

A man's voice came from the official road in the distance: "Ruoxi, are we really going to the Taizu Emperor's Mausoleum? This is really too bold. I think we'd better go back? Ah?"

Martai Ruoxi said: "No, brother, Dulun Qizhen is our good friend, let alone brother, you did a good thing yourself. What did you do to you without seeing Nalan Xingde? This time, you must find a way to open the Taizu Mausoleum. I have some research on mechanisms, so we must try it, right?"

Martai Yongting had no choice but to agree. Suddenly his eyes flew across the distance, rubbed his eyes incredibly, and exclaimed: "Ruoxi, Ruoxi, look, are you blindfolded? Does that man riding a horse look like Durum Qizhen? It's a ghost!"

Martai Ruoxi glanced at her pupils shrank, and she was a little surprised. She didn't say much, and ran forward with a horse in her belly. "Hey." Martai Yongting wanted to say something else, but Martai Ruoxi had already left him and immediately followed her with a whip.

Dulun Qizhen tied the reins and stared at the visitor with a smile and said, "Ruoxi, you are here." The carriage stopped immediately. Martai Ruoxi stared at Dulun Qizhen with beautiful eyes with complicated eyes.

At this time, Han Yurong lifted the curtain on the carriage and exposed a black hair. Seeing Dulun Qizhen and a beautiful girl looking at each other affectionately, she felt sad and smiled and said, "Master Beile, you..." Before he finished speaking, Martai Yongting had already driven his horse to come here.

He looked at Dulun Qi Zhen carefully and smiled, "Brother Dulun is really you?" His eyes accidentally swept towards Han Yurong next to the carriage and smiled, "What is this girl, Brother Dulun?"

Martai Ruoxi then looked at the woman in the carriage. Han Yurong smiled at her and put the hair on her cheeks behind her ears. Martai Ruoxi nodded slightly and looked at Dulun Qizhen, waiting for his introduction.

Dulun Qizhen smiled and said, "This is Xiangming's sister, they are in some trouble..."

"Master Beile!Master Beile! Come and see, my brother is not good!" Xiang Ming hurriedly shouted in the car. Dulun Qizhen had already turned over and dismounted.

Martai Ruoxi glanced at him and saw Dulun Qizhen saying, "Your brother's situation is not good. In this way, I will lose some true energy for him first. When we arrive in Shengjing, we will make plans."

He is now full of true energy, which is even better than Martai Ruoxi. However, he lacks practical experience and still cannot compete with Martai Ruoxi's flying sword.

After a moment, Han Yun improved, and Dulun Qizhen said: "Let's rush and we can arrive in Shengjing at noon."

Martai Yongting said, "Brother Durum, I think you should arrange this girl and her younger brother in our house first. Our place is quiet. If you take someone back home casually now, your mother will blame you."

Dulun Qizhen said: "You said that, let's arrange Miss Han in your house first. By the way, you have to find a doctor to cure his brother's addiction."

"Don't worry, Brother Dulun, your mother and Sister Lan Xin are almost in a hurry. They must be very happy when you come back now. By the way, tell me how you escaped under the female devil." His eyes looked at Dulun Qi Zhen with confusion.

When Dulun Qizhen thought of his mother, she wanted to fly back with her wings on her back and tell them that she was safe and sound.

Martai Ruoxi said: "Durun Qizhen, go back alone. As for them, I and my brother must take good care of you."

Martai Yongting said: "Yes, we will never neglect Miss Han."

At this time, Xiangming said, "Master Beile, I will go back with you."

Dulun Qizhen nodded and agreed: "Sweet tea is on the horse!"

Xiang Ming jumped out of the carriage and stretched out his soft little hand. Dulun Qizhen was full of true energy. With his hand pulled, Xiang Ming fell lightly on the horse's back. Martai Ruoxi saw some tricks and thoughtful: "Durlun Qizhen Where did the true energy in your body come from?"

Durum Qizhen laughed: "I said, if I worked hard to marry you, do you believe it or not? Haha! Go!" Before Martai Ruoxi could come back to her senses, she left with a horse's belly!

Martai Ruoxi smiled calmly and turned to Martai Yongting and said, "Brother, let's go." Martai Yongting said, "Okay, Miss Han, we're leaving."

Martai Ruoxi looked at Dulun Qizhen who was leaving in the distance with a smile on his face. Her jade-like face was breathtaking. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she bent into a beautiful curve!

Martai Yongting said to Han Yurong: "Where is Miss Han from? Are her parents alive? Are they betrothed?" He always kept going straightforward, and Han Yurong was not easy to answer when she asked, just smiled calmly and put down the curtain.

In front of the Durham Mansion, a fast horse rushed over and got off the horse. Durum Qizhen carried Xiang Ming off the horse and stepped forward and buckled the copper ring.

"Here's here, who's this?" An old servant was shocked when he opened the door: "Master Beile, Master Beile, Master Beile..."

Dulun Qi Zhen ignored the shocked old slave at the moment and flashed in sideways. Xiang Ming took care of her dress and followed closely behind.

At this time, the old servant came to his senses and Manyuanzi shouted: "Master Beile is back!Master Beile is back!"

Dulun Qizhen walked on the bluestone path, and all the maids looked curious, with three groups and five groups watching Dulun Qizhen silence.

"Bang!" With a sound of the copper basin being knocked over, Xing'er stood there: "Son-in-law! The son-in-law is back! Xing'er must be dreaming, dreaming!"

After experiencing the thrillingness of the Taizu Emperor’s Mausoleum and the separation from Xiao Muxue, Dulun Qizhen has figured it out that a person should not live too tiring in his life. Whether he is united with Nalanyu in the future, he will no longer take his anger on Xing'er and be a free and best-quality Beile.

When he saw Xing'er's reaction, he thought: "Xing'er, my son-in-law is back."

The voice is so clear and the face is so realistic! In the sun, the eyebrows are handsome and the face is like a jade-like face! With a smile, it seems like a dream!

Xing'er didn't say anything, and somehow shed two lines of tears. I felt pity for me! "Son-in-law, are you really back? Not a dream? Not a dream?"

Dulun Qizhen grabbed her hand and rubbed it on her cheeks: "This is not a dream, Xing'er, Master Beile is really back!"
Chapter completed!