Zhao Yan and Du Wan'er rode on the horse and walked side by side at the front, looking very energetic and very compatible.

What they wore was still the same outfit they wore when they went to war.

"Here, here, they are."

At the gate of the East City, not only were there officials led by King Yun and Su Xiang, but there were also many people around. They spontaneously stood on both sides of the road, holding things in their hands, waiting. When they saw two sounds, they couldn't help but speak excitedly.

"Welcome His Highness Yan, the princess returns victoriously!"

Su Xiang led all the officials, shouted loudly, and then knelt down together.

"Welcome His Highness Yan, the princess returns victoriously!"

Then the people standing around also knelt down.

Only King Yun stood alone, and his current identity would not be enough to kneel down to Zhao Yan.

As soon as the voices of people outside the city sounded, a response was heard from inside the city.

"Welcome His Highness Yan, the princess returns victoriously!"

"Welcome His Highness Yan, the princess returns victoriously!"

“…”

Du Wan'er looked at the people at the city gate and her eyes were moist.

It’s been nearly four months, four months!

She even saw some relatives of the soldiers who came to see each other off when she went there.

"Please get up with everyone!"

Zhao Yan got off the horse, raised his hand, then turned to Du Wan'er, reached out to pick her off.

The two walked hand in hand towards King Yun side by side.

"Ayan, the people in the capital have organized themselves spontaneously, and there is something to give to you, Wan'er, and the soldiers in the army."

King Yun took a step forward without waiting for Zhao Yan and Du Wan'er to come.

Du Wan'er and Zhao Yan looked at the people, and there was a lot of things in the corner of the East City Gate.

King Yun waved his hand and an acquaintance came out of the crowd.

It was Qiu Heng, and there was a woman behind him, one that Du Wan'er had never seen before.

"Qiu Heng, the grass-roots-minded person, has seen His Highness Yan and the Queen of the Princess!"

"Liu Xuanxuan, the Yanzhi Shop of the Eight Streets of Caomin, has met His Highness Yan and the Princess!"

The two of them stepped forward and saluted.

Du Wan'er and Zhao Yan looked at the two of them with confusion.

They all held things in their hands, Qiu Heng had a garland slung around his neck, and Liu Xuanxuan from the Rouge Shop had a garland wearing a head in his hands.

Could it be that you want to wear a garland for her and Zhao Yan?!

Du Wan'er was a little surprised when she thought of this.

She remembered that when she was a young monk in the past, she accidentally went down the mountain and saw a young man from the village joining the army. Each of them had a big red flower on his chest and left in a green pickup truck.

The people of Dayan are really good at playing. They are going to win and give them flowers.

"The flowers in the hands of the grass people are the people in the capital after seeing the contents of the daily newspaper and knowing that our Dayan won, they decided together to send a bouquet of flowers to each of the soldiers in the army. Thank you for your bloody battle on the front line for the peace of our people. Each garland is filled with the gratitude and blessings of all the people in our capital! Please ask the prince and the princess to allow the grass people to wear garlands for the two and the soldiers."

Qiu Heng looked at Zhao Yan and said sincerely.

Zhao Yan was also stunned for a moment. He had never encountered such a scene, nor had he heard of such a thing, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Thank you, Miss Liu."
Chapter completed!