Beijing.

In the Jinluan Palace.

The ministers in both rows fell silent.

“Report…!”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked towards the entrance of the hall with anticipation.

Ye Xu also looked expectant.

Did you win?

"What's going on at the front line? Tell us quickly...!" Ye Xu's tone was filled with urgency.

The messenger's face was filled with excitement and joy: "Your Majesty, we won...! The Canglang troops have retreated."

"We won...!" After these words came out, all the ministers were very excited.

"We won, we won."

"Yeah, great!"

Ye Xu sighed deeply several times, and finally let go of the worry that had been hanging in the air for the past few days.

".........!"

Three days later.

Ye Xiumo and the remaining troops finally arrived in the capital.

The city gates were opened wide and they were greeted with a grand celebration.

The drums were beating, colorful flags were flying, the whole capital was immersed in joy, and the streets were lined with people.

"Look, it's Prince Rong and Princess Rong...!"

"Our Heavenly Saint God of War is back...!"

Ye Xiumo and his companions rode on tall horses.

The people knelt down and saluted.

"Long live Prince Rong!"

"Long live Princess Rong!"

The cheers of the people were deafening.

They walked through the bustling streets, feeling the cheers and applause from all directions.

Su Qingyu stood in the crowd, looking at the peerless figure on the horse's back with infatuated eyes.

There was a flash of calculation in his eyes.

"Qingyu, we won...!" Bai Wan on the side excitedly shook Su Qingyu's arm.

Su Qingyu glanced at her with some annoyance.

When they arrived at the palace gate, Ye Xu had already been waiting there for a long time.

Ye Xiumo and his companions dismounted and saluted: "Your Highness, I pay my respects to you, Father..."

General Guo: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you..."

Ye Xu stepped forward to help several people up, tears welling up in his eyes: "Get up quickly."

Then he looked at the others and said loudly:

"You are brave and good at fighting, and have made great contributions to my Tiansheng. Today, I will personally crown and reward you to commend your loyalty and bravery!"

Ye Xu's voice echoed at the palace gate, full of majesty and solemnity.

".........!"

As the night deepened, the palace was brightly lit and the magnificent hall was hung with red lanterns, creating a festive atmosphere.

At the banquet, soldiers and court officials gathered together and toasted to celebrate.

They talked about their heroic deeds on the battlefield and shared the joy of victory.

The sounds of music and laughter intertwined together to form a harmonious and beautiful picture.

A huge banquet was placed in the center of the hall. The table was filled with all kinds of delicacies and fine wines, and the aroma was everywhere.

Ye Xu sat on the high dragon throne, wearing a dragon robe and a crown on his head, looking majestic and solemn, with a joyful smile on his face.

Ye Xu and all the civil and military officials raised their glasses and drank together, laughing and talking happily.

At the banquet, there was singing and dancing. The dancers were dressed in gorgeous costumes and danced gracefully. The musicians played melodious music, adding a joyful atmosphere to the banquet.

Ye Xiumo stretched out his hand and held the person next to him tightly, smiling slightly.

Feng Qingjiu shook his hand back and smiled back at him.

But the smile was a little stiff.

But to Su Qingyu who was standing opposite, this scene seemed like a blatant display of affection.

Halfway through the banquet, the dancers left and Ye Xu stood up. He scanned the ministers of the palace with a sharp gaze. He spoke slowly, his voice carrying unquestionable majesty: "I have decided to appoint Prince Rong Ye Xiumo as the crown prince to inherit the throne and prolong the country's prosperity."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar in the hall.

The ministers looked at each other, each with their own thoughts in mind.

However, the emperor's decision had already been made and no one dared to speak out against it.

The Fifth Prince patted his chest and said, "The candidate for the crown prince has finally been decided. From now on, I don't have to worry about this hard job anymore."

The Sixth Prince at the side whispered, "Fifth Brother, you don't like being a crown prince!"

This silly boy, who would like to be a prince! Such a hard life is not as painful as having nothing to do.

The Fifth Prince glared at him and said, "Why, Sixth Brother, you like it!"

The Sixth Prince shook his head like a rattle: "I don't like it. I am the Crown Prince now and will be the Emperor in the future. It's exhausting."

The Seventh Prince also agreed, "I don't like it either. There are too many things to do. Going to court every day is so tiring."

"That's it. If you don't like it, I certainly don't like it either." said the Fifth Prince.

"Second brother, you must like being a prince!" The Seventh Prince poked his head out and looked at Ye Xiuming in front of him.

After these words were spoken, several princes looked at Little Seventh in silence.

This guy really doesn't care about anything.

Noticing everyone's gazes, the Seventh Prince said innocently, "Why are you looking at me like that? If my second brother didn't like me, why would he force my father to give up the throne on Mid-Autumn Night?"

"Pa!" The Fifth Prince knocked the Seventh Prince on the head and scolded him, "There's so much food, but it can't stop your mouth!"

"Eat it quickly."

"Fifth brother, I'm full." The Seventh Prince touched his head, pursed his lips, and looked very aggrieved.

"Eat some more even if you're full." The Fifth Prince picked up a chicken leg and stuffed it directly into the Seventh Prince's mouth.

"Second brother, Xiao Qi...! Hehehe!"

The Seventh Prince was the youngest brother, chubby and very cute, so his brothers loved him very much.

Ye Xiuming smiled slightly: "It's okay, Xiaoqi is right, second brother used to like being the prince, but now he doesn't like it anymore."

The Seventh Prince took out the chicken drumstick from his mouth and asked, "Why?"

Ye Xiuming looked at the person opposite him: "Because the eldest brother is the most suitable person to be the crown prince, what we can do is to assist the eldest brother and protect the territory of Tiansheng together."

After this was said, others also expressed their agreement.

The Fifth Prince said, "If you want to assist me, please don't call me. I don't have time."

There are so many delicious foods, fine wines and beautiful women that you need to discover on your own!

Then, Ye Xu asked Eunuch Gao to read out an imperial decree, which conferred the title of Prince of Donglai on Ye Xiuming, who had been demoted to a commoner.

Although this decree stated that it was because Ye Xiuming had made great contributions in defending the imperial city, any discerning person could see that this was done to stabilize the position of the crown prince and avoid any further disturbances in the court and the country.

Ye Xiuming knelt down and took the imperial edict with a calm face: "Your son accepts the order."

The queen sitting above was so moved that her eyes became red.

Great, Ming'er is back.

Ye Xiumo did the same, and calmly accepted the imperial edict: "Your son obeys the order."

Ye Xiumo knew very well that this was his father's trust and expectation in him, and he also understood that he would shoulder the heavy responsibility of the country from now on.

He solemnly took the prince's seal and kowtowed to Ye Xu to express his gratitude.

On this night, the capital city is brightly lit and bustling with activity.

People came out of their homes to join in this grand celebration.

They danced happily and sang melodious songs to celebrate this hard-earned victory together.

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