In June, Guanlong has beautiful mountains and rivers, dense forests, fog floating, and the lakes are like silver, as if they are like the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River.

The hinterland of Guanlong was a place with fertile and rich land. In ancient times, Ji Chang, the Marquis of Xibo, was operating in the Tianshui and Fufeng area, and finally merged with 800 large and small princes to destroy the Shang Dynasty. The kings of Qin also actively managed Guanlong and finally stabilized the rear, so that they could go east and sweep across the six countries.

Now Luo Zhaoyun is operating here, and the initial scale of the imperial ruling institution has begun to operate.

The three provinces, six ministries and nine ministers, and the special Privy Council are in full swing in all aspects of military, politics, economy, culture and education, and are in a mess, and are in normal operation and becoming more formal.

In the past, there were limited talents and insufficient officials, so they could only make some major issues temporarily and lacked systematic operations. Now, the court has been established, everything is on track, and military letters and official letters are endless, which has made the Dahua court stand up in the northwest region.

On this day, Luo Zhaoyun received a secret letter, and his family had already traveled from Zhuo County, Liaodong, across the grassland, and rushed to the northwest, and was about to arrive.

The letter stated that the journey was passed along, and it was surrounded by Turkic tribe cavalry and grassland thieves several times. Fortunately, the accompanying team was divided into several groups, and the front and back were all protected by elite soldiers. After several bloody battles, it was safely sent to the northwest region.

"Ruyi and Changsun, Qingshuang are all here." Luo Zhaoyun smiled. In troubled times, nothing is worth looking forward to than family reunion.

The war is going on for three months, and the letters from home are worth ten thousand gold. Luo Zhaoyun also has a deep understanding of this mentality at this time.

He changed his clothes and secretly left the palace, and took his guards ten miles outside the city to greet his family.

On the green official road, cars and horses slowly came.

Luo Zhaoyun sent someone to inform him so that he would not suddenly block the road and frighten the escorts.

"Your Majesty went out of the city to welcome him." The leaders who were escorted by him were Mai Mengcai and Xue Wanbei, both young tiger generals. Because Luo Yi attached great importance to this trip to the northwest, he sent two young generals to protect him.

"Greetings to Your Majesty!" They all heard that Luo Cheng had proclaimed himself emperor in the northwest, so when they met, they all dismounted and knelt on the ground and bowed.

"Full down, all the soldiers will protect you all the way, thank you for your hard work." After Luo Cheng said encouragement, he looked at the female family's chariot.

At this time, a graceful woman got off from several chariots, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, wearing a slut shirt with emerald green sleeves and a long skirt with a high waist, looking graceful and graceful. Her hairstyle did not have a "Jinghu bun" on her hair, and she was still a girl's unmarried bun.

After the girl got out of the car, her eyes looked like water. When she saw Luo Zhaoyun, she was suddenly filled with joy. She smiled and walked forward quickly. Yingying bowed: "Rong'er has seen Your Majesty."

"Get up quickly! Rong'er, I haven't seen her for two years, she is already a big girl." Luo Zhaoyun smiled slightly, looked at Changsun Wurong, dressed very well, with her black hair like ink, and she was skillful and elegant, like a pure lotus floating on the water, pure and beautiful.

"Hehe, Your Majesty is more wise and powerful." Changsun Wurong smiled slightly, with strong emotions in her eyes. She knew Luo Cheng since she was a child and was still the image of a big brother at that time, but as he continued to rise, his literary talent and martial arts had a great influence on her, and she could not tolerate any man in her heart.

Luo Zhaoyun nodded slightly. It was difficult to flirt with her too much in front of everyone. He looked back and found that the curtain of another chariot was lifted. Princess Ruyi was held by a close maid and got off the car with difficulty. Her face was pale, as if she was suffering from a serious illness.

"Ruyi, what's wrong?" Luo Zhaoyun was tugged in his heart and walked over to visit him with great strides.

"I've seen Your Majesty." The maid helped Ruyi to salute, but was pulled by Luo Zhaoyun. She leaned over and looked at Ruyi's pale face. She was worried and worried, "Why is your body like this? Are you sick?"

Ruyi was weak and said reluctantly: "Your Majesty, it doesn't matter. I just got cold along the way, and it seemed like I had a serious illness, but there was nothing serious."

"Where is the doctor?" Luo Zhaoyun asked.

A accompanying doctor bent over and hurried forward with a nervous look on his face, bowing and saying, "Your Majesty, I am the accompanying military doctor, taking the pulse for the princess, diagnosing and treating the condition."

Luo Zhaoyun asked: "How is the princess' condition?"

The doctor of the doctor said: "When you go back to your Majesty, when the princess was in Zhuo County, because of the change of Jiangdu Palace, she was worried about her family all day long and was overly sad, which caused her worries and anger to become sick, which hurt her body. She traveled here for a long distance and was already extremely weak. She was infected with wind and cold on the way, which made her body even weaker. But please rest assured that as long as the princess smoothed out the liver qi, tranquilized the heart, calmed down, and her mood improved, and supplemented with good medicine, the condition will gradually recover."

Luo Zhaoyun suddenly realized that when the Jiangdu Palace changed, Yang Guang was killed by Yu Wenhua and the Yang family was almost slaughtered. As the blood of the Yang family, Ruyi, when she heard that her father and younger brother were killed, her mother was not aware of her life and death, and the other uncles and cousins ​​were all slaughtered and the court had been destroyed. This blow of family destruction made Ruyi traumatized and fell ill all of a sudden.

Later, she learned that her mother Xiao was not killed, and she barely improved a little. This time, after more than a month of travel, she learned that her husband was called emperor and no longer a minister of the Sui Dynasty. Her emotions were complicated and her feelings were mixed together. She was depressed and sad, and she couldn't eat well and sleep well. She was infected by the cold and the condition worsened.

"Hurry, help the princess get on the car, return to the palace immediately, and ask the imperial doctor to re-diagnose and treat it." Luo Zhaoyun's expression was grim and immediately ordered. Everyone felt the king's expression serious, and they were all shocked and acted quickly.

Luo Zhaoyun gave up his car, got into Ruyi's carriage, helped her into her arms, and gently hugged her.

Ruyi said weakly: "Your Majesty, I'm worried about you, I'm sorry."

Luo Zhaoyun was worried and full of tenderness, sighed: "Where is this? We are husband and wife. Even if I become king and emperor, you are still my wife. My woman, I will rest assured to recuperate. If the sky falls, I will support you in the sky."

"Well, I understand." Ruyi put her head on his arms, her cheeks tightly against his chest, and two strings of clear tears fell down, looking at each other speechlessly, only tears flowed thousands of times.

Carriages and horses entered the city and drove towards the temporary palace.
Chapter completed!