ugly queen

As soon as the person who announced the decree left, a large army greeted him one after another. The scene was not small, and the leader politely invited Murong Yan to get on the sedan chair.

Murong Yan knew that person, he was the white-faced fat old man next to Fu Qingrong, with a fat face and a smirk, his eyes narrowed into slits, looking very festive.He saw Murong Yifan greeted him respectfully.

When he saw Xiang Yu, he was stunned, and then smiled and asked Xiang Yu to go with him, but Xiang Yu waved his hand and refused, saying that he would be there later.

Everyone was invited to the door, and his attitude was very sincere, Murong Yan couldn't help it, he sighed, looked at Murong Yifan with deep eyes, and stuffed the little fat in his arms into Zhang Yan's arms, Looking into Zhang Yan's eyes, the two were speechless.

Zhang Yan hugged Xiao Pangpang and looked at Murong Yan who was leaving, his face darkened, like a sudden change in the weather, he clenched his fist with the other hand, and moved his steps, as if he wanted to step forward to take Murong Yan back, but the people beside him Gu Huo and the two stopped him, and Huo Quan whispered seriously in his ear, "Brother, please be safe..."

Zhang Yan looked at him with a pair of calm eyes, which were completely dark. Huo Quan was startled, coughed softly, and leaned close to Zhang Yan's ear intentionally or unintentionally, with a very serious tone, and said, "Do you want to take a child with you?" Is Fu Qingrong robbing people? Is he willing to pay the Yan Army?"

He threatened the Yan Army, but Zhang Yan gritted his teeth and gave up. The Yan Army planned to attack the north. Although Tong'an is close to the old south, the first target city is not Tong'an, which has a strong army, but Tong'an. The nearby Pingxi Fushang City is fighting alone, and the Yan army is undoubtedly hitting the stone with the egg at this moment.

But this kind of helplessly watching his wife being taken away, but he couldn't do anything, Zhang Yan felt that he was a coward for the first time.

Among the group of dark blue colors, Murong Yan's white clothes are particularly dazzling. He is dressed in white and has black hair. His handsome face slightly turned his head and glanced back. He took a deep look at the tall black figure, moved his mouth, and finally He walked away among the crowd without looking back.

Zhang Yan was wearing bright yellow clothes in his arms and opened his big eyes to see his father leaving, as if he had a sense, and burst into tears, Zhang Yan quickly picked him up to coax him, and kissed Fatty's cheeks and lips intimately Sticking to his ear, even though he knew that the child who was just one month old didn't understand anything, he still promised him softly in his ear, "Father will pick up Daddy soon."

He understood what Murong Yan said just now, "I'll wait for you." He could not disappoint his wife's trust in him.

On the other hand, Murong Yifan watched the interaction between the two, the fat old man bid him farewell and he suddenly said, "I will enter the palace with Yanyan."

The fat old man's face froze with a smile like a Buddha's face, and it was only for a moment. Murong Yifan was just telling him, besides, if the king can't stop him, can he, a servant, refuse?

Murong Yifan greeted Zhang Yan, "Take good care of Feifei, Tong'an is not a place to stay for a long time, go back, I will watch over Yanyan's side."

But Zhang Yan didn't trust him anymore, he gave him a cold look, and said with no emotion in his mouth, "I know, Daddy."

Saying that, without waiting for Murong Yifan's reaction, he ordered Gu Juncheng to tidy up, and the three of them left Tong'an as soon as they left the team in the palace. As for Xiang Yu, he rubbed his chin and thought about it, he should go to the palace first.

After all, Feifei was still a baby with limited energy, snoring happily in Zhang Yan's broad arms, looked at his tender little face lovingly, and said to himself, I'm sorry son, I'm going to follow your father when I come out.

Everyone got on the horse together, Zhang Yan looked at Huo Quan and the child he was holding in his hand strangely, and asked, "Why do you take him?"

Huo Quan smiled indifferently, "His guardian is not here, I will take him to play."

"We're not going to play, so what's the point of bringing such a small child?" Zhang Yan disagreed with bringing this dead child.

Xi Xi blinked and looked at the little milk baby on his chest, and said in a soft voice, "Brother, I want to be with my brother."

In the past month, besides Yanyan and his wife, Xi Xi is the stickiest person of Xiaopangpang, and Xi Xi also likes such a white, tender and chubby younger brother, he is so obedient and cute.

"You still have a young one." Huo Quan refuted back, ignored Zhang Yan, carried the mat on the horse, and then got on the horse.

In fact, Zhang Yan hoped that it would be better for Huo Quan to return to Cheng Lun, because his body is just right, and Cheng Lun is closer to Tong'an, so he doesn't have to follow him back to Jiunan in such a hurry.

However, Huo Quan was extremely reluctant and insisted on following him, and even revealed a piece of news, "My elder brother is in Jiunan."

What the hell! ! !

Zhang Yan's eyes widened, Huo Zinan was still in Jiunan, why no one told him that Huo Zinan was still in his territory.

"Why didn't I know?" That kid Xia Xing actually concealed such an important matter.

Huo Quan glanced at him indifferently, and said, "You are blinded by your seriousness."

The corners of Zhang Yan's mouth twitched, and he didn't waste time pawing at him. He glanced at the little guy on Huo Quan's chest, and looked at the little fat man on his chest, who was grinning.

Tsk tsk tsk, his son is so cute when he drools.

Dada's horseshoes galloped on the pipe, kicking up a thick layer of dust behind him. Little Fatty was jolted awake by the violent jolt, and at first he couldn't get used to the violent crying. Zhang Yan didn't know why To coax him, he fastened the belt on his back a little more, and the tighter his waist was, the fatter he would be a little more stable.

He slowed down a little, coaxed Fatty slowly, and when he fell asleep, he chased Huo Quan and the others with a whip.

And Murong Yan who entered the palace was directly sent to meet Fu Qingrong, seeing his gray temples Murong Yan was slightly surprised, remembering the crooked and gray-haired man he saw that day, Fu Qingrong was not a few years older than Murong Yifan It seems so vicissitudes, what has he experienced in the past few years?

He didn't greet him and didn't speak, just kept silent, looking at him quietly with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Fu Qingrong's eyes fell on his face, and he didn't care about his rudeness. He stopped the pen in his hand, showed the written Chinese characters to Murong Yan, and said, "After so many years, I still can only write a few Chinese characters. .”

Those few words were Murong Yifan's name, but Murong Yan was not touched by it, he was not Murong Yifan, he didn't know what happened between them, in his memory, Fu Qingrong was an unapproachable and lonely king.

Although in blood, he is his father, but that is just an identity, an unimportant title.

Fu Qingrong looked at his smooth and fair cheeks, was slightly stunned, put down the rice paper in his hand, looked into the distance as if he was recalling, he said with a deep thought in his tone, "The scar is gone, the child has been born, how old is it?" ?”

Murong Yan's heart tightened, and he looked at Fu Qingrong's calm eyes. Is there any connection between the scar on his face and giving birth?

Never heard of it.

"Don't you know?" Murong Yan finally spoke, with a cold and indifferent look, but actually he tried his best to hide the hatred in his heart from Fu Qingrong, looking at this old man, he was also slightly touched, that was also a feeling. In an instant, as soon as this person opened his mouth, those lingering nightmares always surrounded his eyes.

monster?

damn monster?

Can't see the light for a lifetime?

Those silent cold violence, those tortures of indifference, why this person can tell about his childbirth so easily, isn't he always ashamed?Moreover, from what he said, he obviously knew more about this matter than himself.

Fu Qingrong laughed loudly, and said, "It must be cute, right?" He stood up, walked to Murong Yan, and withdrew from the memory, "I still remember that when you were just born, you were chubby and pink. Diao Yuzhuo is not like a boy at all, at that time, the widow was very happy."

There was always a smile on the corner of his mouth, this smile was gradually fading, and his eyes were getting darker, he shook his head, expressing regret, "It's a pity, it's a pity..."

"It's a pity that I'm a monster?" Murong Yan said lightly, "But why do you need this monster now? Why, can't you keep going?"

The corner of Murong Yan's mouth raised an evil smile. Although he didn't know why he made himself into this state, it was not at all as vigorous as it was back then, but he could tell that the speed of aging was faster than ordinary people.

"Yes, the widow needs you." Fu Qingrong stared into his eyes, and there was a hint of something Murong Yan didn't understand flashed in his eyes, "The widow's world cannot be left in the hands of others."

"Hmph." Murong Yan snorted coldly and said, "I'm already here, when will I let you go?"

Hearing what he said, Fu Qingrong was stunned for a moment, and then laughed again. With his deep and well-defined cheeks, he was not a gentle-looking face, but this face had a bit of toughness. It's a pity that the muddy face His eyes betrayed him, a faint smile appeared on his face again, and he said, "Did your father even tell you this? He has changed."

"I don't want to discuss my father with you." Murong Yan pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were sharp, "Let him go."

Fu Qingrong waved his hand, "No hurry, no hurry." Then he called the fat old man who had just picked up Murong Yan, and said, "Take the prince down to change clothes."

Murong Yan looked at him puzzled, Fu Qingrong turned his head and gave him a smile, that smile was creepy.

"The widow has invited princes from all over the world to attend the grand ceremony of the prince, you must not be absent."

Murong Yan glared at him with furious brows.

"As soon as today is over, people, it's up to you." Murong Yan was puzzled, why did he choose today?

At this time, Zhang Yan, who had just arrived in Jiunan, got off his horse hurriedly and rushed to the city lord's mansion. He didn't cause trouble for his father, but just caused his father a burning pain in his chest and back - being strangled.

Seeing Lord Hou come back, Xia Xing and the others opened their mouths in disbelief, collectively—fuck, Master Hou just went out and brought back a baby, and his wife didn't come back, shit, there are so many stories in it.

One by one with their bright eyes open, they took out the wine jars one after another, expressing in that way——I have wine and want to hear stories.

Zhang Yan supported his forehead.