Vol 7 Chapter 416: Xiao Yu, tears

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Tianchen mainland, dark clouds surging. The big action of the Dafeng Kingdom has nothing to hide, affecting the hearts of the people of the whole world. A long-lasting and huge smoke is about to unveil. Tianchen Continent has never completely stopped the war. The age of smoke is not uncommon.
After a few days of preparation, the 800,000-strong army of Tianlongguo went from the mighty city of Tianlong City to the west. Ye Hao, who has been old for a long time, does not lose his life. When he is not allowed to be in charge, his son Ye Wei naturally follows. In these years, the foreign wars of the Tianlong Kingdom have never been less, and the shadow of the Ye family cannot be lost.
Long Huanger personally sent the army out of Tianlong City for ten miles, and then sent them away with Wenwu Baiguan. Everyone's heart is heavy. Because of the results of this expedition, it will determine the future of the Tianlong Kingdom, and even survive and die.
As a deputy of Ye Nu, naturally, Zhuge is not lost. And Zhuge has no intention of going out, and his side will inevitably not be missing Zhuge Xiaoyu. At this time, she was wearing a silver armor, and her eyebrows were condensed, and her breath was eager. A pair of bright eyes that had become savvy in the tempering look at the front. There was no trace of embarrassment and repression. Instead, they could not wait for an early and The windy country is fighting. Every day at home, she will have to think about some whimsy that can win with less and more surprisingly. Because she understood it a long time ago, their real confrontation with the big wind country will start sooner or later. Because of the changes in the Kwai Shui Kingdom, the confrontation has been different from 20 years ago. At least, the other side has an overwhelming force.
"General Zhuge, General Zhuge will stay for a while!"
It didn't take long to leave Tianlong City, and suddenly there was a shouting voice behind him. Zhuge, who was in the tail army, turned his head unintentionally, and the man who called him had already rushed to his front.
"General Zhuge, in the next leaf, Ye Ye II, entrusted the same thing to General Zhuge in the life of my son." After that, Ye Er took off a pair of paper rolls on his back, and his hands were respectfully presented to Zhuge. Hands.
"Ye Gongzi?" Zhuge did not intend to be full of doubts. Instead, she looked at Zhuge Xiaoyu and found that she was bounced when she heard the words "My son". Then she "faced" and pretended to pretend. Did not hear, nothing cares. He reached out and took it. He just asked, but he listened to Ye Er and said in a hurry: "The son has a saying, this painting is troubled by the generals of Zhuge when he is free to transfer to the order. In the next step, he will not delay the generals of Zhuge, and he will leave. I wish Zhuge General triumph Return!"
Zhuge did not intend to pay a heavy tribute. Ye Er’s gaze seemed to be an unintentional look at Zhuge Xiaoyu, who was dressed up as a soldier. The fact that Zhuge Xiaoyu has been with the father for many years has long been an open secret.
A gust of wind blew through, Ye Ergang did not go far, Zhuge unintentionally in the hands of the paper was caught by Zhuge Xiaoyu. Zhuge didn't mean to blink, and then he said with a smile: "Cough, this Yezizi thing..."
"Don't talk, don't interject, don't ask, I want to see it myself!" Zhuge Xiaoyu glanced at him and snorted, but he couldn't wait to be scrupulous. He was in the march, and there were countless soldiers around him who couldn't wait to get there. The rope is torn open, and then the paper roll is carefully spread out. Her heart began to jump wildly, and she kept calling out in her heart: This is what he gave me. He remembered me, didn't forget me... I really didn't forget me...
The scroll unfolds, this is a painting, a painting of a girl.
The girl in the picture is sixteen or seven years old, wearing yellow goose clothes, and half of the beaded palace shoes are exposed under her feet. The body is exquisite and bright, and the delicate face is dotted with a little bit of tears. Although there are tears, The girl did not reveal any crying state, and the lips and the condensed eyebrows contained a strong reluctance. Zhuge Xiaoyu's eyes are fixed in the painting, and it has not been moving for a long time...
"Hey? Hey daughter, isn't this you? It seems that this should be the portrait that Ye Gongzi painted for you."
"Hey........."
The picture was closed by Zhuge Xiaoyu, and she was suddenly fascinated by the dagger, and her delicate shoulders trembled fiercely. Although she was enduring hard, the crying of the cockroaches still overflowed from her mouth, and the tears fell without competing, falling on the scrolls and horsebacks.
Zhuge has no idea that she hasn't seen her daughter crying for many years. At this moment, she suddenly panicked under the tears and crying. He knows his daughter too well, and if it is not extremely sad, she will not cry in any way. He quickly comforted: "Hey daughter... don't cry, don't you cry, daughter, Ye Jiazi, use this picture to irritate you, or to blame me... I..."
Zhuge did not intend to "I" for a long time and did not come up with a reason, so he had to slap a palm on his forehead. Speaking of it, he really can't understand why a painting can make his daughter cry. Is there a mystery?
"He remembers me... He is telling me that he still remembers me... This is how I cried in front of him three years ago. He painted it carefully... so meticulous. I haven't seen him for three years. But I always remember him. He has never seen me for three years... I am in the painting, exactly the same as me three years ago. He is telling me with this picture, he always remembers me remember Deep, not only never forget, but also often think of missing, hanging in my heart..."
Three years ago, she saw his last side. She was stabbed by Ye Wuchen’s ruthless words. She came out of the Ye family with great grievances and tears, and returned to the door to reap the face of tears. To him, he gave him a vow of a girl... The the screen was her at that time. Ye Wuchen saw her last side three years ago.
Zhuge did not intend to look at it a little, but the hanging heart finally put down. He laughed and said: "Hey, my father, I have always known that Ye Gongzi will not be a lover." Then, my daughter is so good, and she shows her emotions. It is strange that any man is unwilling. You should be happy, don't cry."
Zhuge Xiaoyu turned a deaf ear and still cried in the release of an emotion. Who can understand, this seemingly ignorant girl has been pressing a lot of things in the past three years. Ye Wuchen returned, but she never looked at her, how aggrieved she was. She did not have the appearance of Ye Shuiyao and Huashui, and always thought that Ye Wuchen had no intention of her. Three years later, I was afraid that she had forgotten her, and I could not remember the existence of such a person. She wants to see him, but her reluctance makes her hold back. The girl’s infatuated dream was broken three years ago and turned into pieces that could not be glued. She went out with her father and put all her attention on the marching array, and it was not transferring her heart.
Now, a painting by Ye Wuchen tells her that he has never forgotten her, but has always kept her in her heart... for three years, it has always been. It was suppressed for a long time, and the emotion that suddenly boiled up was released with the tears that she had accumulated for too long...
"Hey, let's go faster. I want to beat the windy country earlier, come back soon..."
Zhuge has no intention: "..."
Looking at the back of his daughter, he suddenly realized that his daughter had grown up at this moment. Because she did not choose to turn back, but still with him, knowing that this may be a battle of desperation.
At the same time, Ye Wuchen just woke up from his sleep, this time is already three days. The condensed snow around him still did not wake up with his arm.
"They have already left Tianlong City." Ye Wuchen looked at the West. Today, Ye Wei and Ye Nu are away from home, and Wang Wenzhao has not secretly wiped many tears these days. This war is different from the past. If it is defeated, it will be a life of nine deaths. If it wins, it will not know what year and month to return. But this is a war that is destined to be avoided.
The trend of the Dafeng Kingdom has attracted the attention of all Tianlong nationals. The emperor's death, the Lin family rebellion was temporarily thrown behind them. The hidden truth is also a permanent secret. The news that Ye Wuchen’s eyes were blind was spread for a long time, and in these days he rumors that his eyes were being healed by the sword god. Although he "has abolished his body" and deliberately silences, he rarely goes out on weekdays, but he was a man who killed the of war after all. His legend has been rumored in various forms for three years, and there are still too many people concerned. His message. But no one knows that the demise of the Lin family and the death of the dragon, and the upper position of the Queen are all due to his secret manipulation. His original action against Lin Jia was not just as simple as revenge, but the beginning of a series of conspiracy.
The vows issued by the Queen when she was in the upper position also quickly swam away from the people. The doubters have it, the secret taunts have it, and more are praises and applause. The public opinion storm that should have been raging was not caused by the Queen’s vows. If you can really defeat the biggest threat under the guidance of this queen, then the folks will not have the dissonance of the Queen, and some will only be supporters.
By the side, the heart was lying quietly like a skating doll, without the slightest sound. Ye Wuchen reached out and gently covered her face. Wen said: "Hey, take a rest, change me later to protect you."
The soft sounds and movements will wake up the snow. She got up and blinked in half asleep and half-sleeping, and asked in a confused way: "Brother, is it late?"
Two white lights appeared on Ye Wuchen at the same time. Sichen appeared in the arms of Ye Wuchen, and his mouth gave a tender laughter, and his body was shrunk into Ye Wuchen's arms. On his shoulder, stood a smaller villain, and the pleasant fragrance lingered from her body.
"Sichen!" Ningxue's drowsiness disappeared without a trace, and snorted, twisting his body close to Ye Chen in the arms of Ye Wuchen, his hand on her back seemed to want to hold her Start. When she first met Sichen, she was surprised by the way she appeared, then she stayed slumber, and then fell in love - the kind of love that she loved.
"Cleaning snow... Auntie." Sichen waved his hand at the snow, and his face was smiling. The existence of Sichen is a secret in Ye Family, and only Ye Wuchen and Ningxue know. It is not that Ye Wuchen does not want to let Ye Jiazhi, but not. Because now, Sichen is sleeping every day for ten years, and he must be in his body when he sleeps - just like incense. So far, Ye Wuchen still does not understand what kind of secrets Si Si has. He can only find it silently in silence.
There will be a very good and powerful character in the next chapter... very good, because this is a girl, very powerful, because she is the strongest person who has appeared so far... What is the holy emperor in her In front of the slag... I heard that the surname is Xiao.
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