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With the support of the follow-up cavalry, Dayan's side won this battle, but this victory was regarded as a miserable victory. In the end, Yidi's side couldn't hold on first, and retreated with the remnants.

Ye Qing was carried back to the barracks by the soldiers. He had been charging at the front. He was seriously injured. There were several stab wounds on his body. The wound on the side of his waist was extremely serious, and the blood flowed unstoppably.

After returning to the camp, he has been lying in the tent to recuperate his wounds. Only the most important meetings will be attended in the meeting room.

The infantry who went to the Yidi barracks and shot a feint, only encountered resistance from a small group of Yidi cavalry, and then slipped around thirty miles away from the Yidi barracks, and returned smoothly. Both sides invested a lot in this battle. Dayan's side The barracks were empty, and so was Yidi.

Wen Heng finally gained a firm foothold in the barracks because he managed to turn the tide in times of crisis. Especially the generals who stayed behind at that time admired Wen Heng quite a lot. Since then, he has had a lot of say in strategic decisions .

After experiencing this disastrous defeat, Bach Shanyu hated Dayan to the bottom of his bones. After learning from the pain, in order to vent the anger in his heart, he even formulated an extremely vicious strategy.

A month later, the two sides fought again, and a large number of troops were invested in the frontal battlefield.

Ye Qing didn't play in person this time because of her injuries.

However, when the battle was in full swing, the remaining generals in the conference office and Wen Heng suddenly received a report that a force from Yidi bypassed Qimeng Mountain, found the weak point of our defense line, and defeated the troops stationed at the foot of the mountain in one fell swoop. The troops drove straight in, and rushed straight to Maoshan City, Xiyang Prefecture.

Maoshan City is located in a remote area, it is not an important military town of Dayan, even if it is captured, it will not have any significant effect on the overall strategy, so the deployment of troops is very empty.

No one thought that Bach Shanyu sent troops to ambush in advance in order to vent his anger, and stormed the city when the two sides were fighting, and then massacred the city!

The remaining generals gritted their teeth with hatred for Yidi's move, and gathered together to discuss whether to send troops to support them. If they sent troops, they would still face the problem of an empty garrison. "Real" tricks, I'm afraid it won't work.

Compared with Maoshan City, the strategic value of the military camp is a hundred times more important!

The generals gathered in the conference office, including Wen Heng, had no choice but to abandon the final result of the discussion. It is not impossible to abandon the pawns to save the car at a critical moment, but it is reasonable and difficult to tolerate!

A general said with an ugly face: "We have to hide this matter from the general. If he knows, he will definitely support his sick body and rescue Maoshan City!"

Some people echoed: "I think it's the same. The remaining troops in the battalion were originally planned. Even if some troops are forced to send out, they may never return. This is simply going to die!"

For a while, all the generals thought this way. They were reluctant to let the general die with such an ending that could be seen at a glance. It was really despicable for Bach Shanyu to make such a poisonous plan.

But at this time, Wen Heng left the conference room and went straight to the coach's tent, under the pretext of being unwell.

Those people were right. With Ye Qing's character, she would definitely not sit idly by. Therefore, Ye Qing had to know about this matter.

In addition, he touched the tall belly hidden in the cloak. The child was about to be born. Once the child landed, the agreement between him and Ye Qing would be invalidated. Great opportunity!

Arriving at Ye Qing's tent, Wen Heng looked at the person lying on the couch, straight to the point, and went straight to the point: "The general knows that someone just came to report that something happened in Maoshan City!"

"Oh?" Ye Qing looked at Wen Heng with suspicious eyes, "Tell me?"

Wen Heng opened his mouth, and only spit out two words: "Massacre!"

After Ye Qing heard this, she closed her eyes and remained silent for a while, then she stood up, quickly put on her armor, and said in a flat tone: "Wen Jiping, you have succeeded. After today, there will be no such person as Ye Ziyan in the court."

His performance made Wen Heng feel a little uncomfortable, and subconsciously asked: "Since I know, should I go?"

Ye Qing actually smiled at him: "Yes, I want to go, isn't that what you wish for?"

Wen Heng suddenly felt an inexplicable and complicated feeling in his heart: "You can choose not to go."

Ye Qing only said: "Strategically, they can be abandoned, but Ye, as the commander, can't do this. The God of War of Dayan protects all the people, and the people of Maoshan City are also the people of Dayan. To die on the battlefield, shrouded in horse leather, might not be a good destination!"

He said these words very easily. After finishing dressing up, he casually threw the Tiger Talisman that commanded Dayan's thousands of horses and horses to Wen Heng: "This thing is for you. You didn't want it all the time. Take it, Qian Qian." Don't let go."

Wen Heng only felt a slight tremor in the hand holding the tiger talisman, but it was clear that this was what he and A Ci dreamed of.

Ye Qing continued: "The so-called people who are about to die, their words are good. If you are really good for the little emperor, don't let the royal line come to him to cut off the incense. Before the emperor passed away, he asked me It’s good to help the little emperor, I... can’t do it, you did it for me, please continue to do it, the little emperor will grow up after going through the years when the generals in Zhenbei have been in power.”

Hearing these words, Wen Heng felt his brain buzzing, what do these words mean, all these years of bearing humiliation, was it all due to this person's plan?

"This...is it true?" There was an obvious tremor in the voice.

Ye Qing curled her lips into a smile: "It doesn't matter if it's true or not, as long as the goal is achieved."

Wen Heng didn't answer the words, he really couldn't react, so, in order to fulfill the entrustment of the first emperor, the intrigues and the open and secret fights in the past few years were a gamble planned by this man himself, with his life as the bet what?

Sure enough, it is General Zhenbei, Dayan God of War, what a great handwriting!

Seeing Wen Heng was stunned on the spot, Ye Qing glanced at him, then strode away.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned back, knelt down on one knee, held Wen Heng's tall belly with both palms, and kissed Wen Heng with extreme treasure through his clothes. He raised his head and smiled, his eyes full of tenderness: "Ji Ping , you are the benefactor of the Ye family, I am the ancestor of the Ye family, thank you."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Wen Heng's reaction, he got up and strode away. This time, he never looked back.

Wen Heng only felt that for a moment, he couldn't move his whole body, and could only watch Ye Qing stride through his last days, and he pushed him to such an end with his own hands.

After standing for an unknown amount of time, his whole body suddenly trembled violently, his heart tightened up and down, and he was almost unable to breathe. He gritted his teeth and forbearance, and fine beads of sweat continued to emerge from his forehead.

After finally slowing down, he held the tiger talisman tightly with one hand and put the other on his belly, and hurried to the gate of the barracks.

However, it was too late.

Several left-behind generals stood at the door with ugly faces, gazing fixedly in the direction of Maoshan City, without returning to their senses for a long time.

Wen Heng rushed forward, caught one and hurriedly asked: "Where is the general, the general has already left?"

The man replied in a daze: "I left with only a few dozen people with me.... The general said that ninety-nine out of ten people will never come back. Let the soldiers choose whether to go or not. Those who let him go will definitely be happy." Live and die together, fight to the last man."

The general next to him even shed a few drops of male tears. He raised his hand and wiped them casually: "Even the few of us are not allowed to follow, saying that we are staying behind in the barracks, and the responsibility is heavy. The responsibility of fart is heavy!"

After hearing this, Wen Heng felt that something exploded in his head, and he was in a daze, as if he had lost consciousness. Even the news that Yi Di was defeated by the big victory ahead did not bring him back to his senses. The heavy throbbing and tightness seemed to be ignored.

The soldiers returning from Dasheng heard about Yidi's massacre of the city, and rushed to Maoshan City non-stop, but what they brought back were the only five living people left in the entire city, as well as the corpses of the soldiers who had rushed to help, all in armor. Ye Qing is impressively on the list.

The armor that was clean, tidy and majestic when I went out is now in tatters, stained with blood, as many sword scars are left on the armor, as many as there are on the body inside, there are countless...

The only way is, the era of Dayan God of War is over!

As an army supervisor, with the weight of the tiger talisman in his hand, Wen Heng drove everyone out of the commander's camp, cleaned the body himself, put on brand new armor, and gave him the dignity of a general.

They Dayan's General Zhenbei, and Ye Ziyan, the god of war who protects all people, walked with dignity.

Laying the corpse flat on the bed where both of them had slept before, Wen Heng finally let go of his strength and curled up next to Ye Qing's body, trembling and hugging his big belly and groaning. Unceasingly, teardrops could not be restrained from the corners of my eyes, I don't know if it was the pain, or the pain in my heart.

The amniotic fluid had broken at some point, the back was wet, the abdomen was already tight and hard, and the interval between the labor pains was very close. Wen Heng knew that the child could not wait any longer and was anxious to come out. After his other father came back , I can't wait any longer.

Thinking of the child, Wen Heng suddenly became sober. The child could not be born in the military camp, he had to find another place.So he got off the bed with his back, looked at Ye Qing's scarred, sleeping face, and thought to himself, don't worry, I will let your Ye family's blood continue.

After straightening his crumpled cloak, he gritted his teeth and walked to the stables, asked for a carriage, and drove out of the barracks alone, heading south.

The bumpy and galloping carriage was quite a torture for Wen Heng who was about to give birth.

Leaving the barracks, he no longer needed to endure it anymore, the screams that overflowed his throat were scattered in the wind, and disappeared in an instant.

At this time, the sun had already set, and the last light of the setting sun disappeared on the horizon, and the entire wasteland gradually darkened.

In a daze, another person appeared on the carriage. He took the reins and whip from Wen Heng's trembling hands, and drove the carriage south. With his palm free, he gently touched Wen Heng's cheek, and said softly: " Be good, go to rest inside, and then walk south for a while, and let this anxious little guy come out."

The palm of his hand was so cold that there was no trace of warmth, but Wen Heng couldn't control these things. He stared at this person obsessively, and could hardly tell whether he was in a dream or in reality.

The whip-wielding man didn't speak anymore, and Wen Heng's heart felt empty and full at times, as if overwhelming, and in the end he didn't say anything, and obediently retreated into the carriage, he was afraid that if he spoke, the person who didn't know whether it was a dream or a hallucination would just leave it at that. He disappeared without a trace, besides, the severe pain in his stomach made his eyes darken, and he really couldn't hold on any longer.

The person driving the car is naturally Ye Qing, the soul of Ye Qing, and the appearance of the original owner.

This is his golden finger. At the moment when his body died, 007 pulled his soul out of his body. When he died of a heart attack, he didn't feel too much because the duration was very short. He was really hacked to death with knives, the pain that hit the soul directly, he never wanted to experience it again.

The soul body disappears during the day, but can appear at night, just like in the story of Liaozhai, because of becoming a soul body, Ye Qing has no warmth in her whole body, and feels cold to the touch.

After nightfall, he immediately appeared to help Wen Heng, who was about to give birth, drive the car.

The carriage was parked in a mountain valley not far from a small village, and the night covered everything. In the eyes of Ye Qing, who had become a soul, it was the same as during the day. When he opened the curtain and got into the carriage, he saw Wen Heng in the darkness. Hugged in the corner, curled up in the corner, shaking like chaff.

Ye Qing stretched out her hand to untie his shirt, and loosened the corset tightly around his waist and abdomen. Immediately, his abdomen swelled a lot again, as if it was about to explode.

Wen Heng didn't resist at all, and let Ye Qing move, but murmured from time to time: "Is that you?" The voice was very soft, and trembling could still be heard.

Every time he asked, Ye Qing replied: "It's me." She lowered her head again, and searched busyly. Ten fingers had been opened behind her, and the amniotic fluid was almost drained. She couldn't wait any longer, otherwise, the child would have to suffocate. Not inside.

Ye Qing held him in his arms, pushed his stomach from top to bottom with cold palms, and kept saying in his mouth: "Ji Ping, use your strength."

Wen Heng hadn't eaten for nearly twenty hours, and coupled with the uninterrupted pain in his stomach, he had already lost all strength. No matter what Ren Yeqing said, he really couldn't muster any strength at this time. .

Wen Heng, the right master, can't do his best, no matter how experienced Ye Qing is, it's useless, and in this situation, it's impossible to have a laparotomy.

After thinking about it, he could only temporarily stimulate his will with words: "Ji Ping, you promised me that you would definitely give birth to this child. I came back from Huangquan Road just to watch you fulfill your promise. You You can't break your word."

"Huang Quan!" Wen Heng suddenly trembled violently, his whole face was distorted in pain, and his words were out of tune, "You...you still have to go..."

"Uh..." He suddenly grabbed Ye Qing's lapel with his backhand, and said intermittently, "I...I use force...you..." Don't go, these two words were still unable to be uttered, because Ye Qing's cold palm Has pushed his belly again, forcing him to push down.

Without the lubrication of the amniotic fluid, Wen Heng was almost dry, and several times the child's head was about to come out, but the pain caused him to lose strength and retracted again.

The chest below seemed to be crushed round after round. He knew when he was young that the men in the clan had difficulty giving birth, but it was his turn to realize that it was so difficult.

The painful torment lasted for a whole night. Wen Heng fell into a coma several times and was woken up again. His fingernails left scratches on the inner wall of the wooden carriage.

Seeing that it was almost Mao, Ye Qing was anxious. If Wen Heng couldn't reproduce, she should disappear. She became cruel, and finally whispered in Wen Heng's ear, "Ji Ping, if you can't give birth to this child smoothly, you For the rest of my life, I'm sorry!"

These words seemed to touch a certain string in Wen Heng's heart, he tried his best again, and followed Ye Qing's guidance to push down, his neck was tilted back to the extreme, pressed tightly against Ye Qing's chest, his mouth was panting as if drowning Panting, the pain was so extreme that he could barely utter a sound, only a few hoarse growls that seemed to be there in his throat.

Seeing that the time was right, Ye Qing pulled down her palm and supported the child's head. With the other hand, she pushed Wen Heng's belly heavily, and the child's whole body slid out with this force.

Xu Shi fell into a coma a few times at night, and after the child came out, Wen Heng still had a little bit of consciousness left. Feeling something was wrong, he moved his lips hurriedly: "My child... why don't you cry..." However, the last burst of force almost exhausted him. After everything, the voice was as soft as a whisper.

Ye Qing supported the child with one arm, and patted the little butt three times with his palm, followed by a burst of baby crying, strong and powerful, and he said with a smile: "Look, isn't that crying? Oh, it's still a baby!" kid."

Wen Heng twitched the corners of his lips almost invisibly, and a big stone fell from his heart. Half asleep and half awake, he realized that those cold hands were still handling the postpartum affairs for him, and even put the child in his arms and held him sat for a while.

But when did that person disappear?He couldn't remember clearly, he only knew that when he woke up, he subconsciously called "Ziyan", but no one responded.

The bulge of the abdomen has not subsided, and the dull pain in the abdomen is still there, but compared to last night, this pain is almost gone.

Wen Heng got out of the carriage with the child in his arms and barely stood. He saw the smoke rising from the village not far away. He shook his head, unable to tell whether last night was a big dream or a real existence, but the child in his arms was real. Wrapped in a cloak, I slept soundly.

He was anxious to return to the camp to confirm one thing, and staggered towards the village. He had just given birth, his legs were sore and limp, and the place where the child was born was also in hot pain. Every step seemed to be on the tip of a knife.

Before entrusting the child to the simple and honest villagers, he was full of reluctance, couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed the child's forehead, pulled off the jade pendant from his waist and stuffed it in the cloak. Yupei will accompany you.

The villagers were too enthusiastic, but Wen Heng refused, and simply used some porridge, then took out an ingot of gold and put it on the table, entrusted them to take care of it, and fed the child some goat milk. pick up.

Back at the col, drove the carriage back to the barracks, and rushed to the commander's tent to see that Ye Qing's body was still lying on the bed as he had left.

He vaguely remembered last night that person seemed to have said that he came back from Huangquan Road, and he would never forget those icy cold hands in his life. So, is it like the legend said that he can only show up at night?

Wen Heng forced himself to remain calm, sat in the tent, and waited from day to night, one night, two nights...but the man never appeared.

He almost doubted his own memory. Was it really just his hallucination on the night of giving birth?

It didn't take long before the situation made it impossible for him to wait any longer. With the weather getting hotter, it was not easy to store Ye Qing's body, so he had to collect it early.

Taking advantage of the death of Dayan's coach, Yi Di launched several fierce attacks again. No matter how tired Wen Heng was, he could only cheer up and face the battle situation.

Wen Heng's style of leading troops is different from Ye Qing's. Although Ye Qing will also intentionally arrange second-handers, he actually prefers to be brave and diligent. Coupled with the fact that the previous two wars had consumed a lot, after two months, they finally retreated deep into the grassland.

Because he lost command in front of the battle and the whole army was in chaos, he led the soldiers of Dayan to repel Yi Di, and Wen Heng also successfully regained the morale of the army.

On the eve before the class teacher returned to court, he personally picked up the children from the villagers' homes and rewarded the villagers heavily.

I haven't seen him for two months, and the child is no longer wrinkled like it was when he was just born. Instead, he looks white and tender, which is lovable. Wen Heng just took one look, and he was immediately sure that it was his child. Moreover, the child's facial features were almost carved out of the same mold as Ye Qing's. He could even imagine that Ye Qing looked like this when he was young.

Anyone who sees it will believe that this is Ye Qing's blood.

As soon as the child was born, he left Wen Heng's side. Once he received the child this time, he was unwilling to let go while holding the child, and handled all the affairs by himself.

On the day he returned to the capital, Chu Ci personally greeted him at the gate of the city. Ye Qing was killed in battle, the tiger talisman was obtained, the morale of the army was restored, and the barbarians retreated. When the army in plain clothes and the grand coffin carried by 32 people, he could hardly lift it in one breath.

Seeing Wen Heng getting off the carriage again, holding the child in his hands and wearing a filial belt on his forehead, his whole body shook for a moment. We went back to the palace together.

The two walked into the side hall of the Mingzheng Palace, and Shunzi greeted him with great eyes, wanting to take the child in Wen Heng's arms, but Wen Heng signaled with his eyes that he didn't need it, and he still held it by himself. Seeing this, Chu Ci couldn't force it he.

But after dismissing everyone, he immediately asked, "Sir, how can you wear mourning for Ye Ziyan! Also, this child...whose child is this?"

Wen Heng was finally willing to put the child on the soft couch beside him, patted him lightly, and skillfully coaxed him to sleep, then he took Chu Ci a little further away, took out the Tiger Talisman from his bosom and handed it to him.

Chu Ci's eyes showed suspicion: "This..."

Wen Heng looked down at the tiger talisman, and said slowly: "Ye Ziyan gave it to me willingly."

Chu Ci was taken aback for a moment, and then he was a little annoyed: "How could it be? It's impossible!"

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears, Wen Heng himself wouldn't have believed it, so he told how Ye Qing led troops, how he fought, how he accepted the last emperor's will, and how he cultivated the truth in the name of absurdity, so how... Die on the battlefield, without saying a word, tell Chu Ci everything.

In the end, Wen Heng closed his eyes and sighed, "A Ci, Ye Ziyan is worthy of mourning by the soldiers, and also worthy of me..." At this point, he could hardly continue.

Chu Ci pointed to the child who was sleeping soundly on the soft couch: "Is this also his?" Just now, he glanced at it and felt familiar, but now that he thinks about it, he looks very similar to that person soon.

Wen Heng just nodded, but the others didn't say anything. From now on, this child is only a child of the Ye family in the general's residence in Zhenbei. He wants to return the child to the Ye family. Leaving a bloodline, I promised him!

Chu Ci was also greatly bombarded by the amount of information in Wen Heng's words, but his hatred for Ye Qing also included the estrangement from Chuhe's father and son, and the life of the first and empress who died young. After half a month of careful consideration, he finally He only ordered that all traces of Ye Qing's existence be erased, and everything else remained the same. This child was adopted under the name of the uncle of the Ye family who died in the battle in the early years. After the year of coronation, he still inherited the position of General Zhenbei. The biggest give in.

After Wen Heng found out, he didn't say anything, he acquiesced to all of this, he just wanted to argue for Ye Qing, and he had no position, the entanglement between the two of them ended the moment the child fell to the ground.

After the order was issued, the Ye family publicly held a funeral for Ye Qing.

On that day, Wen Heng came to express his condolences with the child in his arms, and handed over the child he gave birth to Ye Qing's elder sister-in-law, Ye Qian. This rather stable woman will be the nominal mother of the child in the future.

The four sisters-in-law of the Ye family had heard from Ye Qing a long time ago that someone was pregnant with the blood of the Ye family, but the person's identity was complicated and it was inconvenient to tell them. Now that they saw the child's appearance, they almost immediately believed that it must be Ye Qing Undoubtedly, the heir of his son, apart from being sad, finally had some comfort, and since then he has devoted himself to raising this single seedling.

Five years later.

In the Great Yan Dynasty, the world was peaceful, the seas and rivers were clear, the Wufu and the people were prosperous, and the people lived in peace.

Wen Heng and Qin He came out together in the early morning, both of them were smiling, apparently in a good mood.

At the beginning of last year, the emperor and empress finally got married, and it has been delayed until mid-autumn this year. Many ministers have been thinking about asking His Majesty to choose a concubine as soon as possible, so as to spread the branches and leaves for the royal family. Chao Wenwu was delighted.

After the class teacher returned to the court, Chu Ci pestered Wen Heng for a long time, but he still couldn't get a response. He was forced to be anxious, and he finally used the drug to faint again.

Wen Heng had already taken precautions at the time, but he still drank the mixed wine in front of him. When the two were finally alone, Chu Ci saw that Wen Heng, who was suffering from the drug, would rather endure the pain, even at the cost of Hurt himself, and don't want to touch him, and finally rested in desperation.

But under pressure to marry the queen, it was another two years later.

Today, Wen Heng has been promoted to the chief assistant of the cabinet, and he has been added the title of a scholar of Wenyingdian. He is a well-deserved head of civil servants. He still stayed in the cabinet, but the position of second assistant was given to Du Cheng, Shangshu of the Ministry of War. Zhou Xian was released as the governor of Jiangnan three years ago, and after a few years when he was transferred back to the capital, he would always have a seat in the cabinet.

After leaving the palace, Wen Heng went straight to his own mansion.

Just after entering the door, a small figure rushed into his arms. He picked up the child, smiled and nodded the child's nose: "Ah Cheng came early, what have you done these few days, tell uncle listen?"

The child happily counted with his fingers in his arms: "The second aunt's nephew came to visit the mansion the day before yesterday, the third aunt made delicious snacks for him, and the fourth aunt looked at the loquat trees in the yard. I secretly wiped my tears, yes, Uncle Rong also taught boxing the day before yesterday." After speaking, he couldn't help but get down on the ground, gesticulating his achievements in front of Wen Heng.

This child's name is Ye Cheng, and he is the young master of the general's residence in Zhenbei.The "Uncle Rong" in his mouth is Ye Rong, Ye Qing's attendant back then, who is now teaching little Ah Cheng some basic boxing skills.

Wen Heng looked at him with soft eyes and gestured, and at the end he clapped his hands to encourage him, and said: "Then study with Uncle these few days and you have to put your heart into it."

Xiaoye raised her chin: "That's natural. My mother said that Uncle is the most talented person today. It is a great honor for Cheng to be taught by Uncle!"

Wen Heng's heart was full of softness, he hugged Xiaoyecheng again, and walked all the way to the study, saying: "Little clever ghost, you can say some nice things to make uncle happy, you don't know what to do with your little mouth." who."

Xiao Yecheng muttered: "Mother said that she came with Fifth Uncle."

Wen Heng's eyes flashed, and his voice fluttered: "Your mother mentioned Uncle Wu in front of you?"

Xiaoye nodded emphatically: "Mother told me not to mention it in front of outsiders, but...uncle is not an outsider." Saying that, she buried her little head in Wen Heng's neck and rubbed it.

Seeing him being so close to him, Wen Heng felt relieved, he said that father and son are connected, even though this child called him "Uncle", he was very close in his heart.

Recalling in a trance that year, Wen Heng was full of reluctance to hand over little Ah Cheng to the Ye family, but he had to.

In the first few days, he could hardly sleep at night, and he could always hear the child's hoarse crying, and his heart felt unbearably painful. Since he brought the child back to his side, they had never been separated again, and now they separated so suddenly, the pain in his heart Concerns multiply.

Unexpectedly, five days later, Ye Qian came to the door with Ah Cheng in his arms. At that time, the child blushed from crying, and almost lost his breath. Wen Heng's eyes darkened, and he hugged the child back to his arms As soon as he coaxed him, little Ah Cheng stopped sobbing immediately, smacked his little mouth and fell asleep.

Seeing Ye Qian, she only thought that the two of them were destined, and from then on, she took little Ah Cheng to the mansion from time to time. Of course, more often, Wen Heng went to the general's mansion to look after the child.

With this coming and going, the relationship between the two sides became closer, and Wen Heng often took care of the general's mansion in secret.

When little Ah Cheng grows up, he will always live in Taifu's mansion five days a month. The excuse to the outside world is to ask Wen Heng to help enlighten him, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that the general's mansion has become weaker and weaker in recent years. If he hadn't climbed up to the high branches like Mrs. Wen, how could his life be as peaceful as it is now.

Ye Cheng sat in the study and painted red obediently, Wen Heng went out and ordered the servants to cook some of Ye Cheng's favorite dishes for a while, after lunch, he had to go to the palace to work in the cabinet, and he would not be back until evening.

Sitting next to Ye Cheng and pointing a few words, he subconsciously picked up a book of monsters and miscellaneous books at hand to read. As time passed, he felt more and more that Ziyan must have appeared on the night when A Cheng was born. He still can't forget the hot hand...

Over the years, I have read countless miscellaneous notes, but I can't get an explanation. Most of the words of ghosts and ghosts are passed on by word of mouth, but few people have actually seen them.

Huangquan... Is there really such a place in this world?

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