Datang Shuanglong's Yansu

Tuyuhun is a beautiful place. Since childhood, Fu Qian wanted to make the people of Tuyuhun live and work in peace and contentment, and become a tribe that no one can easily shake on the grassland. .

He gradually grew into an invincible general of Tuyuhun, able to block all attacks against Tuyuhun.

Tuyuhun was the place where he was born and raised, but he never thought that his favorite girl would not belong to Tuyuhun.

Not to mention the royal family of Tuyuhun.

This land is his responsibility, his dream, where he was born and will eventually die.

that beautiful girl...

Fu Qianxi rode his horse and headed towards the tribe, habitually looking up towards the direction of the Central Plains along the way. Of course, he also understood that his lover was probably not there at this time.

The screeching sound caught his attention, the big man in green galloped and stopped in front of his horse,

"My lord, Miss Cheng is here..."

Xing Yifei gasped for breath because of his haste, and in a blink of an eye Fu Qian was nowhere to be seen. He got stuck, and the rest of his words were weak: "I still have the child..."

Fu Qian naturally didn't hear what Xing Yifei said, so when he rushed to the tribe, facing the innocent blinking eyes of the little boy, he raised his chin and said in a calm tone: "You are the one whom mother wants to see alone without father. ?”

Fu Qian suddenly felt that the whole person was not at peace.

He was in a trance and didn't care much about the little boy's later evaluation of "not so good".

This child looks so much like Yansu, it is almost carved out of the same mold, but compared to Yansu's indifference, this child is full of enthusiasm, full of bright smile, with this Yansu's version of appearance, It won't be mistaken for a girl either.

Lun Fengcai is indeed her son... Wait, this is her son!Seven or eight-year-old son!

Who is his father?

Fortunately, someone was willing to stand up before he showed a more silly expression. His eyes are deep, his nose bridge is straight, and his pure golden hair is a little curly. His blue eyes express apology to Fu Qian, and he is half a head taller than the black-haired child. Slightly bent: "Cheng Shuang, you are too rude."

The surname is Cheng, followed by Yansu's surname...

Compared with the more bizarre appearance of the people outside the Great Wall, the half-grown boy is very stable: "Forgive me, the king, Xiao Shuang is loved a lot at home, but she has a straight temper."

Fu Qian suddenly thought of Cheng Shuang's comment, "It's not very good." All said that it was because of the rumored impatient, and this resonant feeling was too familiar.

Fu Qian twitched the corner of his mouth: "What's the relationship between the little baby and Yansu?"

"That's the tutor."

Cheng Shuang's two eyeballs moved around flexibly: "Wu Yuan, let's go, mother is still waiting for us!" The child with a rather foreign appearance smiled lightly: "My aunt is here, I'm afraid the master has no time to talk to us. .”

Cheng Shuang's face immediately collapsed with a smile on his face, feeling that he couldn't bear it, he gave Fu Qian a hard look, and pulled Wu Yuan away.

It feels very strange to use a face that is very similar to Yansu to make completely incongruous movements... It makes him miss that person even more.

Fu Qian suppressed the myriad of thoughts in his heart, he couldn't laugh or cry for a while, and followed, his pace was faster.

Although he couldn't see what he was thinking about day and night, familiar eyes had already landed on him, and Fuqian's eyes were burning with flames, and he didn't stop when he touched Houhou who was holding Yansu's shoulder.

Cheng Shuang threw himself into Yansu's arms one step faster than Fu Qian: "Mother, mother."

Yan Su didn't seem to move a bit, but he had already dodged the pounce. Cheng Shuang didn't take it seriously at all, raised his small face that was very similar to Yan Su, and said, "Mom, I miss you so much."

Wan Wan sneered: "Little ghost, tell me seriously how long have you been away from Sister Yansu?"

But I haven't seen you for a while.

Cheng Shuang stomped her feet fiercely, and dragged her voice out annoyedly: "Auntie"

But Hou Hou didn't tease him any more, and rubbed his hair fondly, and looked at Fu Qian with a dark and interested gaze. This kind of weird gaze made Fu Qian feel a bad premonition. What surprised him was that Houhou said goodbye to Yansu with a smile on his face, and walked away.

Doesn't the master of the Yingui faction like to be wrapped in cigarettes the most... this one is special.

Yansu's ears twitched, and he looked at the whip on Fuqian's waist: "Going to ride a horse?"

Fu Qian narrowed his eyes, and calmly blocked Cheng Shuang, who was begging for attention: "I got a new batch of horses, I really can't hide it from you, let's go!"

Fu Qian pulled the beauty onto the horse and put it on his chest with force. The whole chest was filled with soft touch, which made him sigh with satisfaction. As soon as he pulled the rein, the horse turned around and drove away.

Cheng Shuang, who stayed where she was and failed to seek attention, clenched her lips and gritted her teeth.

Wu Yuan, who had been watching from the sidelines, patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, with a deep meaning in his words: "Don't worry, there will be times when he regrets it."

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The shepherd gathered the horses together, and Fu Qian was unwilling to let go of Yansu's waist. Yansu did not resist his kind gesture, and most of his thoughts were focused on the gathered horses.

Fu Qian took Yan Su's little hand, forcing himself to maintain a casual expression: "Wu Yuan is your new apprentice?"

Wu Yuan was brought back from the north, and it has been quite a while since then.

Yansu: "It's not new."

Fu Qian tightened his grip on the little hand: "Then... what about Cheng Shuang?"

The girl would never notice King Tuyuhun's nervousness. She felt that the explanation was really complicated, so she dropped the sentence unhurriedly: "He called me mother."

'click'

Such a big son seems to be six or seven years old, why did he not know anything for so long... he is six or seven years old!

Fu Qian's face tightened: "Then... how old is Cheng Shuang?"

Yansu: "Seven years old"

Seven years old... that night on the grassland!

Fu Qian himself is a handsome, stalwart man with a tough and mighty temperament. He doesn't have the slightest bit of fierceness in front of Yan Su. He looks very simple and honest when he is in such a daze. He looks like a large dog guarding the gate, which is extraordinarily attractive .

Sister Yansu stretched out her hand and poked him in the face, Fuqian's head was thundering and rumbling, and he didn't move, obviously still in a daze.

The horses were almost seen, Yansu picked a horse and stepped on it, and carried the tall and mighty man onto the horse with one hand.

The ranch is not far from the tribe.

When Fuqian came back to his senses, he found that the two little ghost leaders were staring at him dumbfounded, which made King Tuyuhun, who had just escaped from the dazed state, stiff all over. He didn't need to look to know what he was like now, petite and exquisite The beauty passed his hips with one hand and held him firmly, letting him sit sideways on the front of the horse. Even though he knew that the slender forearm around his waist was so powerful that he was unable to struggle, no matter who it looked, he looked majestic. The body of the bird is leaning against the beauty's arms.

This pitiful little bird depends on people!

Comrade Fuqian, the unchallenged king of Tuyuhun and god of war, almost shed tears.He no longer wanted to speculate about Cheng Shuang's life experience. If he just didn't want to live after seeing the two little ghosts just now, and one of them was really his son, then he wanted to die immediately.

Fu Qian's nerves were already very thick, he closed his eyes silently, and his voice kept quite soft: "I'm fine, let me down."

As soon as Fuqian hit the ground, he smashed the jar and pulled Yansu away in a very graceful manner, and ordered a banquet by the way.

Cheng Shuang: "This face..."

Wu Yuan answered two words with certainty: "It's really thick!"

When the banquet was served, Fu Qian had completely recovered. Most of the embarrassment was due to the training of the girl. In fact, his adaptability was indeed good. Cheng Shuang was sitting under him, trying his best to please the beauty. , Yansu's attention was almost all on eating, but the speed of sipping was not slow at all, obviously ignoring him.

Fu Qian observed Cheng Shuang carefully with his eyes. He was too similar to Yan Su, except that his fine eyebrows and eyes were more masculine, which made it difficult to find any part of him that could prove his father's identity... But this escape Fiery, the character of bumping into the iceberg again and again is very similar to him.

Maybe his face resembles his mother's, and his personality will be consistent with his father's.

Fu Qian looked at Cheng Shuang's eyes more and more softly. This is the continuation of her blood and his own. This made him feel right in his heart, and he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction. This sense of satisfaction prompted him to make people better The mutton moved in front of Cheng Shuang.

Wu Yuan noticed the change in Fu Qian's eyes, an unpredictable smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and he gestured to Cheng Shuang who was looking over.

Cheng Shuang immediately approached Yansu unscrupulously and begged for some meat. Of course, the girl ignored him, but Fu Qian couldn't help being nicer to this child whose mother didn't love him.

Free-range children always need to be cared for.

After the same dinner that night, the teenage children who seemed to be unloved seemed to have a better impression of Fu Qian than anyone else, and they stalked him all night, which made it difficult for Fu Qian to find a chance to be alone with Yan Su, but Cheng Shuang is a coincidence and suspects that he is his own flesh and blood, or a flesh and blood that he has never met. Fu Qian has a strong tolerance.

Jinglei, coax the screaming Cheng Shuang to sleep obediently...

The heavy rain is pouring, and the children who are afraid of it can be comforted to go to bed...

Going out on the grassland, the little ghost who was hurt and reluctant to let go took away Wuyuan, who was definitely a foreign race and suspected of being a Taoist priest...

It's hard not being able to be alone with my sister, but when I think of this child as the continuation of the blood of the two, it's extra warm.

It's just pain and joy.

Until it was time to say goodbye in three months, Fuqian felt depressed and could only hold Yansu's hand and sigh: "This child is really noisy... like me."

He did not ask the reason why there was no news about this child for so many years, but sighed sincerely: "Thank you for willing to give birth to him."

This is a kind of affirmation to him.

Yan Su tilted his head in doubt, "What do you mean?"

Fu Qian: "I mean, thank you Shuang'er for coming..."

The girl is very sincere: "If Cheng Shuang comes, you should thank Mingwu..."

God horse meaning!King Tuyuhun finally felt that something was wrong. He looked at Wu Yuan, and felt that the misty smile on that face was very familiar, like Ming Wu...

Fu Qian rode his horse towards Wu Yuan who was standing in the distance.

The little Taoist priest of the foreign race seemed to know all his thoughts, and said slowly: "Cheng Shuang is the abandoned boy that my uncle met by chance. Because he is very similar to the master, so he made him worship the master as his mother. There are many twists and turns in the process."

Shit, self-indulgence is being played.

This kind of complicated experience, the girl will naturally not go into details, and it is unscientific to avoid the important and ignore the horse's mouth.

Wu Yuan noticed that neither mother nor son had looked over, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face: "The master of the Huajian faction asked me to tell the king that he will never forget the account, but this time he will surely be relieved a lot."

Hou Xibai!

"Master Xu also asked me to tell you that I am really upset about this matter, and I must vent my anger."

Xu Ziling!

It’s so easy to wait for the beloved one to come, and being disturbed by all kinds prevents him from being by his lover’s side. In the end, he is completely satisfied and the joy of continuing his lover’s bloodline is actually a delusion. Cruel, bastard.

Wu Yuan: "In the end, my uncle asked me to tell the king that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the way of heaven is reincarnation."

wipe!Ming Wu stabbed the knife brightly, the lethality was absolutely equal to the blood on his face.

Fu Qian rubbed his forehead with difficulty: "What if I have not been misled?"

"There is always a way to make you believe," Wu Yuan smiled, "I just didn't expect so many ways, you just use the first trick and you will be steadfast in your belief. Your Majesty should think twice about doing things in the future!"

Wipe, this time it's a soft knife.

King Fuqian, who had been played thoroughly, slumped away.

"I heard it all"

An indifferent voice without a trace of emotion.

Wu Yuan's mysterious aura completely disappeared, his ears were flushed, and he stammered and turned his head to smile bitterly: "Master..."

I was wrong!

The author has something to say: Don't doubt, the girl is actually the biggest boss.

The gods of Taoism are all weak.