A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

"Your Majesty, Qingluan will return to Beijing soon."

Xin Ran was still a long way from Shu Ange, so she couldn't wait to get down on one knee and report the good news.

Since there was a mistake in the Huangjue Temple, the Yiluan Division almost investigated the monks here, and the place where Xuanjing lived was not allowed to enter.

Therefore, Xinran was able to tell the news that Qingluo was about to return to Beijing without any hindrance.

Hearing what she said, Shu Ange's mood was bright, and he clasped his palms and said, "Okay, Aiqing, get up quickly and explain this matter in detail."

The two found a stone table and a stone bench in the temple, Shu Ange forced Xinran to sit down and asked her to report Qingluan's return to Beijing in detail.

In order to prevent accidents along the way, the news of Qingluan and Shaojun leaving from Qianhuaguo has been blocked to the outside world.

Shu Ange planned to send people out to greet them with a big fanfare when the two were ten miles away from the capital, and put out some guards of honor.

After Xinran's report, Shu Ange said two good words in a row, and then said: "I will leave this matter to you. The Ministry of Rites must choose a reliable person, and the honor guard must not mix in idle people."

"Subordinates obey, and they will live up to the grace of God!"

As Xinran spoke, she knelt down again, and Shu Ange helped her up helplessly.

Time flies, and after the Hundred Flowers Banquet, the ministers are waiting eagerly for His Majesty to announce the selection of the Queen.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for nearly half a decade, His Majesty suddenly announced that the director of the Yiluan Department, Qingluan, and his wife, the young master of the Qianhua Kingdom, Hua Qinghuan, had returned to Beijing.

Thousands of waves were aroused at once, especially King Rong and King Yingyang, their mouths were bubbling.

They also wanted to take advantage of Qingluan and Shaojun Hua Qinghuan on their way back to Qingluo Country to take the opportunity to ambush the two of them. No matter what happened to the two, the marriage between the two countries is bound to fail.

In this way, they can also take advantage of the situation with Feilongguo and pull Yun Wangyue off the dragon chair.

Although the two embroidered pillows with a bag of grass, they couldn't bear their hearts. After the palace was ambushed earlier, Yiluan Si was slow to find out the results.

Although they didn't expect Yun Wangyue to teach the two of them personally, they could think that she might have ordered this matter.

King Rong and King Yingyang were originally plotting bad things, but now they realize that the emperor may have seen it through, and the two of them are in a panic, and they inevitably want to jump off the wall.

Now suddenly hearing the news of Qingluan returning to the capital, the two of them were really in a dark spot, and almost immediately contacted the spies sent by Qianlong Kingdom to seek countermeasures.

Qingluan's motorcade stopped outside the city for two days, and only after the guards of honor were ready did they enter Beijing.

The gongs and drums were blaring, the bells and drums rang in unison, and the mighty motorcade entered from the city gate. The people blocked the water from the Changjiewei, and the second and third floors of the restaurants facing the street were also enveloped by powerful families.

Qingluan rode a high-headed horse, dressed in the official uniform of the Yiluan Division, and paraded the streets expressionlessly.

Hua Qinghuan was sitting on the carriage full of flowers, waiting nervously for the upcoming Miansheng. After all, he was married from Qianhua, and there were too many uncertainties in his heart.

The people threw flowers and fruits on the float, stretched their necks one by one, and called out, "Young Master, Young Master."

Both men and women want to see the true face of Lushan Mountain, the stunning beauty in this legend, but the tulle flutters, Hua Qinghuan's phoenix crown is decorated with a small pearl curtain, and no one can see his true face.

Of course, Qingluansheng's appearance is dignified and powerful, and there are many affectionate men, who shouted in the street: "Sir, come here, lord."

Qingluan was always expressionless, facing the handkerchiefs and sachets thrown by others, without any intention of responding.

Hua Qinghuan sat in the car, looking at Qingluan's popularity, an oil bottle hung from the corner of her mouth.

(Next, the rhythm will speed up~(≧▽≦)/~ la la la, but the blue bridge is not spoiler, quack)