As soon as the army arrived at the gate of Yanyun City, Liu Yunwei, who had already received the news, was already standing at the gate of the city with an expectant look on her face, waiting for Ye Qiqi.
When she saw that thin figure riding a horse slowly towards Yanyun City, Liu Yunwei simply picked up her skirt with both hands and ran straight towards Ye Qiqi.
"Little Qi Gong!!" Liu Yunwei ran up to Ye Qiqi's horse, panting, stopped, raised her head, and looked at Ye Qiqi riding the horse.
Ye Qiqi was slightly startled, looked at Liu Yunwei with a red face in front of her, and whispered: "Liu Yunwei?"
"It's me." Liu Yunwei looked at Ye Qiqi with a happy expression, and said in a crisp voice: "Little Qi Young Master, you are finally back. Has Beichen Kingdom withdrawn its troops?"
"Yes." Ye Qiqi nodded. Seeing that this place was still some distance away from the gate of Yanyun City, he simply leaned down and stretched out his hand towards Liu Yunwei.
Liu Yunwei looked at Ye Qiqi's stretched out hand in surprise, and then looked up at Ye Qiqi's fair and delicate cheeks. A blush instantly appeared on her face, and she stammered shyly: "Master... Do you want me to ride a horse with you?"
"Yes." Ye Qiqi continued to nod and said with a smile: "It's still a long way from the city gate. I saw that you were out of breath when you ran here just now."
"Young Master..." Liu Yunwei's little face flushed instantly. She looked at Ye Qiqi's figure against the light, shyly stretched out her little hand, and gently placed it on hers.
Ye Qiqi's hand tightened slightly, and with a strong pull of his arm, he pulled Liu Yunwei onto the horse.
She asked her to sit in front of her, put her arms around her waist, held the horse's reins, lowered her head and asked, "Are you sitting firmly?"
"Yes!" Liu Yunwei blushed with embarrassment and nodded lightly.
"Then let's go." Ye Qiqi kicked his legs, shook the reins in his hands, and the horse under him staggered forward.
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Mo Hanqing was riding a horse, walking not far behind Ye Qiqi.
He looked at the scene in front of him of the guy dressed as a young man, riding with the petite and cute Liu Yunwei. The blue sky and white clouds, the towering city gate, the young man in bright clothes and angry horse, and the young girl with a shy face, slowly walked through the tens of millions of troops...
Mo Xiuzhu couldn't help but turned to Mo Hanqing beside him and whispered: "Hanqing, that little girl, is she attracted to our family Qiqi?"
"..." Mo Hanqing turned her head coldly, looked at him, and said in a gloomy voice: "Call me your uncle."
"...Uncle Emperor." Mo Xiuzhu twitched the corners of his lips and shouted resignedly.
"Also, what is our Qiqi?" Mo Hanqing narrowed his eyes and looked at Mo Xiuzhu with an unhappy expression.
"... It's your Qiqi." A bead of sweat instantly appeared on Mo Xiuzhu's forehead, and he quickly changed his words and said it again.
"Yes." Mo Hanqing reluctantly nodded, but looked at Ye Qiqi thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking.
Murong Hongyu on the side looked at Mo Xiuzhu looking a little embarrassed, so he had to speak out and said: "By the way, the lord of Yanyun City wanted to celebrate the retreat of Beichen Kingdom, and he said he would entertain us tonight, Xiuzhu, you come with me tonight. Bar?"
"Okay." Mo Xiuzhu turned to Murong Hongyu and responded in a low voice.