Chapter 985 (1/2)

A few days later, Emperor capital.

It is the midsummer season. The weather is hot. At dusk, a red sun sets in the West. There are still no pedestrians in the street who dare to take the heat out to walk around.

In such a big imperial capital, only the Moyi Marquis was full of people in front of the gate. Beijing got the news early. Lord Shoufu found the missing Moyi Marquis during the disaster relief in Yujiang Prefecture and took him back to the imperial capital. He will arrive today.

After hearing about this, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty waited here early and planned to have a good greeting with the Mo Yi Hou who survived the disaster and returned safely. The people passing by also gathered here and gradually filled the street.

The crowd gathered together, raised their sleeves to wipe their sweat, and whispered, ”the ink coat Hou is really blessed!”

”I didn't expect that in the end, Lord Shoufu found the Moyi Hou back. Didn't you say that the two were at odds?”

Qin Mo took a group of young ministers to the front, stretched his neck and looked at the intersection.

The young minister whispered, ”you can't believe all the rumors, you know?”

Li Shilang on the side couldn't help asking, ”Qin Shangshu knows something. Tell us quickly!”

”It's hard to say,” Qin Mo said with a smile. ”There's no need to say anything more. You'll know when someone comes later.”

People said that he was coy.

Qin Mo smiled but did not speak.

Just then, the little boy standing dozens of steps away shouted, ”here! Here! I see the carriage!”

”Well, well, hurry to put away your thoughts about the mess. The Marquis is back and come forward to meet him quickly.” Qin Mo brushed his sleeves and took two steps forward.

The people hurried forward, straightened out the description, watched the carriage gallop, and stopped a few steps away with the coachman tightening the reins.

A moment later, a slender white hand stretched out in the carriage and slowly opened the curtain.

Qin Mo and a group of young ministers had not seen anyone, so they smiled on their faces. Qi Qi arched his hands and said in a high voice, ”congratulations on your return to Beijing! Congratulations on your safety!”

Before the sound fell, the people saw Xie Yu in a blue wide sleeved cloud pattern long shirt get out of the carriage. He turned and raised his right hand to help the man out. His left hand was raised higher, covering the latter's eyes, with meticulous and gentle movements.

The crowd opened their eyes wide and saw that the woman who was helped down by Lord Shoufu himself was a tall and thin woman. She was wearing a light gauze skirt. When she got off the bus, she jumped down gently on Xie Xuan's hand. When she moved to the wind, her cloud sleeves fluttered with the wind. The ink hair as long as her waist was tied in a bun with a jade hairpin. She smiled on her lips, but it was difficult to hide the heroic spirit between her eyebrows and eyes.

Qin Mo and others were stunned when they saw it.

After a while, someone who came back to his senses said in a low voice, ”how is this girl so similar to Mo Yi Hou Sheng?”

Someone answered, ”maybe it's the sister of Mo Yihou?”

”But how come I never heard that there was a sister so similar to him in Moyi Hou's family?”

”The strangest thing is...” Li Shilang, who was beside Qin Mo, kept his voice very low, but he was still full of doubts. ”Why is Lord Shoufu so close to this girl?”

When they heard this, they all shut their mouths and looked at the first auxiliary adult walking side by side with the girl who looked very similar to the Mo Yi Hou. They wanted to see a hole in them.