Silver Dragon Emperor, I will bear with you

In the sky full of sparks, Tan Luan became a cluster of flames that ignited the thousands of battlefields of the Sunshine War.

In front of him, there was a pair of red-clothed military couples kissing in front of the bonfire.

"Yue Niang, since you and I are husband and wife, Tang Yi will definitely live up to you in this life..."

The face of the red-clothed army lady was full of happiness, and her eyes were full of love for the man and good expectations for the future.

Relying on the Flying Wing Mechanism, a group of soldiers in the Shu Army successfully completed several surprise attacks, adding a fire to the Heng Clan's final victory. Tang Yi also rose from a small leader to a general step by step.

The general's mansion, red flowers all the way, the man's temperament became completely different in the interlacing of wine and wine, confident and calm, and he was able to handle everything.His eyes moved, his lips curled up, with worldly corruption.

"Ayi, I have something to tell you."

The man stood in front of her, as if he was busy greeting someone, and didn't sit down.He reached for the cups on the table and drank tea to moisten his throat.

"I'm pregnant." The voice should have been filled with the joy of being a mother, but for some reason it was timid, as if she had made some mistake instead.

In the deadly silence, she became more and more embarrassed and restless.

"You can be with me before you are married... Maybe you are not allowed to be with someone else..."

The candle that Tan Luan turned into flickered slightly, and the teardrops dripping from the woman's chin fell into flowers.

"To Missy—"

The man didn't even have time to put down the cup, so he turned around and walked quickly. He didn't realize it until the door, but he didn't look back, but handed the teacup to the boy.

The servant understood, leaned slightly but asked without any respect: "Girl, do you have anything to do with our general? If not, then..."

"Heh..." The woman laughed lowly, revealing deep disappointment.

Tan Luan was so sad that she wanted to cry.

On a winter night, under the weak candlelight, the woman screamed in pain and gave birth to a child alone.

Qiu Shuang knocked on the door of every school but was always turned away.

Xia Yu, brushing the precious horses in the sweltering heat and humidity of the stables.

Chunlei brushed his increasingly rough hand over the face of the boy who was sick and groggy but still cute and cute.

In the end, she can only bow her head to the reality. She used to be a soldier, but now she can only use the only feasible method that all women who are forced into a desperate situation can think of to make money.Abandoning the dignity she was proud of, lowering her once high head, but never bending her spine, even at this time, she never thought of asking that heartless person for help.

Raise a lamp late, and invite incense cars by the roadside.

Let's just pretend that he is dead.

"The girl is lost?"

Waiting for cars and horses on the official road on the third floor is already a customary way to invite guests, and it is only used by down-and-out girls, but she has never been able to speak, and it is reasonable to say that she does not need to speak.

"I……"

"It's okay, I'm going back to the Seven Star Hall, so you can walk with me."

"..."

"Can you use an abacus?"

Although I am not proficient, it is no problem to calculate a few simple numbers.

"From now on, you will be the treasurer here. I know that the Shu army still knows some ingenious numbers. It would be considered overkill to put you here." After saying that, she really left, leaving only the woman in red Looking at the numbers on the pages of the ledger and the huge wealth in the counter, he was dumbfounded.

"Don't you just stare at me? What if I steal something and run away?"

"Then you steal it." The handsome young man dressed as a cook squatted on the stool and ate by himself.

When did this person come in?

Another boy who looked exactly like him trotted over, put down a bowl of noodles in front of her, pinched his earlobe with his hands so hot.

"Girl, eat slowly while it's hot, don't burn it."

"We've seen you before, come and go, haven't we? Let's stay and help this time. We'll be a family in the future."

Shi Weitian raised his chopsticks to her, "Well, a family." He lowered his head and took a sip of the soup.

The fire of injustice that has been hidden deep in the heart has thus turned into the candlelight that witnessed the laughter and laughter during countless nights beside the abacus of the Seven Star Hall.

Although Yueniang is currently in charge of "dissatisfaction" and doing good things to eliminate violence and peace, she is actually at peace because she has found her true "home".

"Excuse me, is this Yue Muxin's mother?"

Yueniang didn't even raise her head, "Well, yes."

"Your son got into a fight!"

"what!"

The account book was smashed down, and the man hurried to the golden roof with the school boy.

The master squinted his eyes to look at the cute little boy with a calm pink face on the left, and then to the right, the bruised and grinning brat and the shrew-like lady next to him.

The woman's eyes clearly threatened him: If you don't give me an explanation today, your school will be shut down!

The old man is almost in the coffin, still afraid of your threat?funny.

There was the sound of rustling footsteps, the Master raised his head, and a handsome man in military uniform walked towards him.

Master Youyou beckoned, "Hey, you're finally here, what's the matter between children, why make such a big fuss, please apologize to this lady."

Everyone: ? ? ?

Cutie reminded in a low voice, "Master, I hit Tang Xiang."

Master: Yes, I know. Is there something wrong?

Although Yue Muxin is young, she acts like a soldier. She has always been self-reliant and self-reliant. The master only thinks that he means: even if I want to apologize to the person I beat, I should apologize, and I should not ask my father to help me take responsibility.

"Although you beat people, being a father also has the responsibility of upbringing. No matter what is right or wrong, you can't bully a weak girl. If you are a father, you should admit your mistakes first. Peace is the most important thing. "

Everyone: ! ! !

Before the mother and son scolded, the young man explained.

The little cutie said with a dazed expression: "Master, he is not my father, I don't have a father."

This time the wife was so startled that she was about to spit out her dentures, her eyes widened and she looked left and right.

Those eyebrows, that nose, that face shape, that temperament...

It's completely a young version, a children's version!

He took it for granted that the young man and Yue Muxin were father and son.

Turning his head suspiciously to look at the other side, Tang Xiang's fat body and thick lips? ? ?

The master retracted the body that had reached out, and blinked his eyes, as if he knew something, and was a little embarrassed.

The sound of anxious running came, and Yue Muxin turned and ran directly.

He was picked up by the woman in her arms and took a good look, "Honey, you haven't been bullied, have you?"

Cutie smiled and shook her head, narrowing her eyes, "No, I beat him up."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

"Mom, why don't you ask me?"

"Oh, ghost thing" whispered over, "Don't let others take advantage of it."

But the noble lady overheard this, and she rushed over to give Yueniang a slap in the face, "You bastard, you discipline this little beast like this, it really has a father and no mother!"

The little buns onlookers shouted, "Master, that's how Tang Xiang scolded Mumu!"

They couldn't say such complicated words by themselves, but they recognized them immediately when they heard them again.

"Pretty sister, run! Mu Mu, run! Monsters are coming!"

Seeing that the red nails were about to catch her eyes, Yueniang kicked the vicious woman out with a kick.

Just kidding, she used to be the overlord in the Sichuan Detachment of Women, okay?

"That's it, that's it! That's how Tang Xiang didn't hit Mumu, and then fell himself into a pig's head!"

"He has a pig's head in the first place, so I don't blame Mu Mu at all."

"That's right, call me a parent, shameless!"

Gossiping, childish talk.

The woman was lying weakly on the ground, "Husband..."

He was about to cry, but when he turned his head, he saw Tang Yi's gray and boring expression that hadn't changed for many years when he was facing her, shattered into a shocked expression, faintly reminiscent of the charm of the past...

Even the old and dim-witted wife could tell that his "natural son" looked nothing like him, so how could Tang Yi not know.

Ben was also resentful and angry because his master poked his painful foot in front of people.

Hearing a child frankly say "I don't have a father" indifferently, I turned to look at the other party.

Once I saw it, I couldn't look back.

Goodbye old friend, he couldn't help but take a step towards Yueniang and the child in her arms.

How many words do you want to ask in your heart, how many regrets you want to make up for.

"Master, Yueniang has no way to teach her children, so she dare not trouble you anymore. I will transfer Mu Xin to another school. Thank you for this time. As for the medical expenses of Mrs. Tang and Young Master Tang, I will refund ten times."

Turning around and looking at the little buns, "Thank you for testifying to us today, and if you miss us, come to the old place. I'll ask pretty brother to make delicious food for everyone, um."

The little buns waved reluctantly at the two people who were going away, Yue Muxin lay on Yueniang's shoulder, waved too, and made a "seven" sign to them.

receive!Qiqixingxingtangtang.

"Mu Xin, I'm sorry. If you can't bear them, mother should go and apologize to the Tang family."

The little cutie hugged her neck, "No."

"Mother. Master recognized Tang Xiang's father as my father. I said I don't have a father."

Yueniang leaned her head on his small shoulder, and Mu Xin patted her head and back in a similar manner.

"Mother don't cry, I don't need father. Mu Xin can protect herself, and she will also protect mother well."

Listening and watching, the red clothes gradually blurred.

The candlestick lights in front of the wife's table flickered slightly, as if returning to that night in the General's Mansion ten years ago.

Who is whispering: Yue Muxin?

Tang Wuxin...

hehehe...

Ha ha……

Fall of the Golden Roof Volume [-]