2498: Entering the Capital (2)

Entering the Capital (2)

The mystic horses moved speedily.2

After a bit more than an hour, Qiao Mu lifted the curtain and saw the outline of the tall city gate tower in the hazy night fog.

Two large black characters outlined in gold hung on the city wall: Dragon Flame.

The carriage crossed the river protecting the city and stopped in front of the drawbridge. Fang Su only needed to show his face for the soldiers guarding the gate to quickly permit passage.

Qiaoqiao leaned against the carriage window and was curious about everything she saw. She observed the city wall that rose into the sky.

"This city gate tower has been fortified several times." Mo Lian held her petite hand and explained, "To guard against any unexpected circumstances."

Qiao Mu knew what he was referring to by the unexpected circumstances.

Even though the Divine Province wasn't afflicted by zombies at present, who knew in the future.

If Heavenly Fate's influence was to extend to the Divine Province, then this pure land would also descend into chaos.

Qiaoqiao extremely approved of Crown Prince Mo's preventative measures.

The carriage slowly entered through the city gate's official road. They were soon stopped at another checkpoint.

Fang Su jumped off the carriage while furrowing his brows. After walking up to make sense of the situation, he saluted respectfully when he returned and said, "Your Highness, the Holy Daughter of the Lunisolar Shrine is about to enter the city. This main road has been closed off since one hour ago."

Mo Lian and Qiao Mu were not people who just had to ostentatiously parade through the main road. Thus they nodded and said, "Then just make a detour."

Therefore, Fang Su drove the carriage around to the side street.

"Your Highness, His Majesty already knows that you have entered the capital. Are you first going back to the Eastern Palace, or…"

"The Eastern Palace." Mo Lian cut off Hu Dequan with this order.

Hu Dequan quietly shut up with sympathy for His Majesty.

Your son really doesn't want to see you!

The carriage headed in the direction of the imperial palace.

It took around two hours to reach the imperial palace from the city gate, but it was going to take more than two hours now that they were taking a detour.

Night had already fallen, and the city was lit up with twinkling lights.

Inside Dragon Flame City, starlight and lamplight enhanced each other's radiance.

Mo Lian reached out to stroke Qiao Mu's hair. His heart was filled with satisfaction watching her sleeping while curled up in his embrace.

The carriage slowly stopped.

Mo Lian lifted his eyebrow and lifted the window curtain slightly with his finger.

Fang Su jumped off the carriage and quickly walked over. He spoke in a low voice, "Your Highness, that Holy Daughter has already entered the city. The carriage cannot get past the packed crowd up ahead."

Mo Lian looked up ahead. Palanquins and carriages had all stopped, stuck behind the crowd of people.

The main street in front was packed with people. It was impossible for carriages to get around them.

Fang Su spoke with displeasure. "It's just the Holy Daughter of a shrine, yet she acts so ostentatiously."

Mo Lian did not show any strong emotions.

His fingers paused while stroking the little lady's fragrant and soft hair. He said softly, "Then we'll just wait a while."

Dragon Flame City was magnificent at night.

Restaurants and teahouses of various heights along the street were seated full with people.

Many common people had also gathered on both sides of the street in front of the buildings. They had come to worship the Holy Daughter's sacred countenance.

The deep sound of ritual music came from the distance.

The first to appear were the two hundred shrine guards escorting the Holy Daughter.

They were riding glossy ebony wolves that were half the height of grown men. They raised their heads and squared their shoulders with high spirits. They swept scornful glances at the common people around them.

They looked particularly arrogant, and the complacency in their eyes was practically about to turn tangible and flow out from their eyes.

The guard of honor followed behind the shrine guards. They slowly moved forward while blowing deep-sounding trumpets and beating drums.

pqdm.com