The carriage drove out of the imperial city for thirty miles and changed to a mount. Jiu Rao was dressed in men's clothes, and each rode with Ji Huangyu and Luan Fei.

Looking at the vast and spacious pipes in front of him, Jiurao suggested: "A game will see who has the best riding skills."

Luan Fei was silent for a moment, and looked at her with a subtle look: "Your Majesty, I am a military general."

"So what?" Jiu Rao raised his eyebrows, "You are a general, so I can't compare to you?"

As he said that, he shook his whip and snorted coldly: "Whoever dares to surpass me, I will stay in the cold palace for the next year."

After the words came, a horse took the lead and raised a piece of dust.

Ji Huangyu and Luan Fei looked at each other, speechless.

Who surpassed her and who would stay in the cold palace?

Isn't this obviously a trick?

But...well, just cheating, who makes them like to spoil?

The two of them swung their horse whip and quickly rode their horses to catch up.

Dozens of Xuan Yin Guards dressed in escorts followed closely behind, and a sound of horse hooves echoed on the official road.

...

On July 23rd, the group returned to the imperial capital.

Tianshu and Mo Hua, who had already received the news, left the city early to welcome the imperial carriage. When Tianshu saw Jiurao come back safely, he felt relieved.

"The first day of August is my birthday. I want to ask Your Majesty for a gift."

As soon as Tian Shu met, he said this. Jiu Rao raised his eyebrows: "What gift?"

Ji Huangyu and Luan Fei looked at him together.

"Your Majesty goes to Daxia, I will accompany you."

Jiu Rao's eyebrows and eyes moved slightly: "Daxia?"

"Yes." Tianshu handed over a message, "Wen Zheng's news."

Ji Huangyu frowned.

Jiu Rao was slightly surprised: "Hear the news from Zheng coming?"

"No." Tianshu turned his horse's head and rode his horse with Jiurao to the city side by side. "Wen Zheng encountered some trouble in Daxia from the news from Xuanyin Guard."

Jiurao frowned: "What's the trouble?"

"The Wen family is actually a big family. Wen Zheng is a noble young man from the Wen family. His literary talent and music are no match for him in Daxia. He has been sought after by many people, and of course, many people are jealous of it."

Jiu Rao was silent for a moment, and he understood something in his heart: "But he came to Lingguo six years ago in the name of marriage. When he went back this time, someone made things difficult for him for this reason?"

"Yeah." Tianshu nodded, "Wen Zheng's father discussed a marriage for him. The woman had fallen in love with Wen Zheng before she got married. She had been waiting for him for several years. When she heard that he had returned to Daxia, she immediately agreed to the Wen family's proposal."

He paused, "But this marriage encountered a little obstacle. The head of the Wen family disagreed and said that Wen Zheng had been the royal husband of His Majesty and was a royal family in this life. Even if he had freedom, he would have no right to marry and have children again, otherwise he would be disrespectful to His Majesty."

Jiu Rao listened and was silent for a moment: "This patriarch was not considered unnecessary. Wen Zheng was in the Lingguo Palace for five years, and no one in Daxia knew whether he had a real relationship with me. Since ancient times, people with royal status have indeed had rules that cannot get married, but in the past, it was the first time to put women on them."

After pondering for a moment, he said, "Maybe this patriarch is just afraid of the royal rules. When I write a letter to inform the Wen family, this matter should be resolved."

"I'm afraid it won't work." Tianshu shook his head, "This clan leader is not a minister in the court. The clan members' location is relatively remote from the royal city where Wen Zheng is located. It takes a lot of time to write books, and..."

After a pause, Tianshu said: "When Wen Zheng got married, someone deliberately interfered with it."

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Chapter completed!