Chapter 6397

In this way, the female thief did not appear again, and the situation in Kyoto was still tense. Especially at night, everyone closed their doors and the patrol soldiers were everywhere.

Ten days later, Yiwang and Zhaoxiang returned to Beijing.

Ping An has been looking forward to their return recently. On this day, she immediately took shui'er and the bodyguard in the mansion to pick up the people.

Meng Huo was also ordered by the emperor to meet the triumphant general soldiers outside the city with several princes.

Yiwang and Zhaoxiang came back on horseback. When they got out of the gate, they saw the prince and the people who received them.

Several princes immediately turned over and dismounted, came to Yiwang and saluted him. Yiwang asked them to get up.

Zhao Xiang has been stretching his neck for peace. He is still disappointed when he doesn't see her.

Just as he was muttering with his head down, suddenly a group of young girls rushed out, holding a bunch of flowers in everyone's hands, and someone behind him was holding a red cloth with white words on it.

"Welcome the soldiers back! Win glory for our country! "

Ping An is standing among the girls. She looks particularly striking in red. She also wears a lily wreath on her head.

The soldiers were shocked by the operation, but they got excited.

The soldiers who go to the battlefield to kill the enemy are all nine dead. It is good that 80% of the people who go can come back, so many of them have lost their companions.

Victory and they are very happy, but the heart is still empty, like what is lost.

They never thought that there would be such a special welcome ceremony when they came back.

Moreover, some of them also saw their families.

"Flowers for the soldiers who have contributed to our country!" Under the command of Ping An, the girls and those behind them all rushed to the soldiers and sent the flowers to them.

Ping An gave the flowers to Zhao Xiang.

Zhao Xiang was very happy, turned over and dismounted, quickly took over her hand and retracted it.

However, Ping An held his hand directly and frowned, "where are your fingers?"

Zhao Xiang, "..."

He didn't want her to see, who knows how to observe so carefully.

"I hurt myself a little and cut off one of my fingers." Zhao Xiang watched her giggle.

Ping An pulls up his hand and watches his right hand lose a little finger. She feels sad. Since the cooperation between the two men, she has regarded him as her best friend and confidant, so when she learns that he is going to march with the army, she will worry about his safety and write the art of war to him, hoping that he can come back safely.

"It's nothing. Little fingers are useless. If they're gone, they're gone. They won't affect my daily life." Zhao Xiang looked at her and hurriedly comforted her.

"Why not accept Yihe? Why not destroy Yiguo directly!" Ping'an's eyes suddenly became sharp and shot at the carriage not far away.

All the people sitting there are Yi people!

"Don't be impulsive. We can't help it. Don't worry. I'm fine." Zhao Xiang said in a hurry.

However, no matter what he said, it's not good to look at the carriages of the Yi people safely. Meng Xun came over, and he began to be jealous. But when he came near and heard the words of the two people, he couldn't eat them.

He didn't expect Zhao Xiang to be able to fight like this. He got hurt and came back. Besides, he lost a little finger.