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"The Great General has returned triumphantly!"

"The Great General......

Han Mochen rode on a tall war horse, full of armor and a dark cloak. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoBehind him, there are uniformly aligned soldiers.

The Han family army is known for its strict military orders, and every time they go out to fight, the sonorous and powerful footsteps correspond to the cheers of the people in Langjing City, which can almost shatter the green bricks under everyone's feet!

A handsome red flag embroidered with the word "Han" waved in the wind behind Han Mochen.

Han Mochen has become the cold-faced, cold-hearted, heroic and resolute "General Han" again.

Every time, such footsteps, such a cry, he has a deep responsibility.

He wants to take all his brothers back, and he wants to protect these simple and kind people.

Therefore, since the moment Han Mochen put on this ink-colored armor, he is not only the third son of the Han Mansion, he is the hope of everyone, he is the general of Chen Guo.

He drove the horse slowly, and when Han Jiajun passed by a certain place in Langjing City, he subconsciously tightened the reins on the horse with his hand.

However, then he pulled the leash of his horse again, and with a clamp between his legs, the horse seemed to have sensed it, and with a long neigh, he galloped forward.

Han Jiajun, out of the city!

Upstairs in Qingyang, a pair of cunning eyes looked at the team raising yellow dust from behind the window......

Hanfu.

Mrs. Han stood in front of her house for a long time.

Han Mochen's resignation figure still lingered in front of her eyes......

That child, every time she goes into battle to kill the enemy, she, a mother, doesn't know how many hairs she has gray in this seemingly peaceful Han Mansion in Langjing City.

That's the meat of her heart! How could she look at Han Mochen, who seemed to have a stubborn look of childhood on her face again and again, carrying her deceased husband's green dragon spear to say goodbye to her.

That's not what this kid should have to bear!

Mrs. Han will always remember that when she heard the news of her deceased husband and the disappearance of Han Moyang, the eldest son of the Han Mansion, the young Han Mochen did not cry like everyone else, he just brought the wolf tooth ring. Carried the green dragon spear with all his might.

Next to the straight Qinglong Lance, there was a child who was less than the height of the gun, and he struggled to support the Qinglong Spear with his hands, and also supported a family......

beside him. It's a brush whose ink hasn't dried......

Abandon the pen and follow Rong.

Every time she thought about this, Mrs. Han's heart was full of guilt for Han Mochen.

Back then, she discussed with her husband Han Che that since her eldest son was willing to go on the expedition with his father. Then, the little one will study hard at home and gain fame in the future.

Han Fu has two sons, one martial and one literate.

Mrs. Han admitted that she was selfish at that time. She doesn't want her son to be like her husband again, with supreme glory, but she is also walking on thin ice.

Unexpectedly, there are unforeseen circumstances......

A defeat not only hurt Chen Guo's vitality. Painful loss of fierce generals. In the vast plain white where the whole country mourned for "General Han", Mrs. Han looked at her husband's spiritual position and looked at the stormy Han Mansion......

If it weren't for his son, who is usually weak and stubborn, who has no hesitation, and uses his immature shoulders to carry the entire Han Mansion, then ......

"The eldest lady ......" Behind her, the maid Dongmei said softly, "Before the son leaves." I tell you to take care of yourself, it's windy outside, don't stand for too long......"

Dongmei said, her expression was also a little gloomy. The mother of the son Xing Qianli was worried that over the years, whenever the third prince left Langjing and fought on the battlefield, the eldest lady was always worried and couldn't sleep at night.

I just look forward to when the third prince will be able to marry a young lady with a gentle temperament. In the Han Mansion, the eldest lady will not be so lonely.

Mrs. Han turned her head to look at Dongmei, counting the hour, it was time for Chen'er to leave Langjing City......

This family seems to be left alone. She sighed lightly, looked at Dongmei, and asked, "Is the old lady feeling better today?" ”

Dongmei looked around, and whispered back: "Mrs. Hui, listening to Xia He next to the old lady, the old lady's spirit today seems to be worse than the day before yesterday, and she also mistook the eldest prince for the third son......"

Mrs. Han was taken aback, and her face suddenly became solemn: "Why did you tell me!" ”

As she spoke, she hurriedly walked towards the Funing Courtyard where the old lady was.

Funyin Temple.

The air was filled with a breathless fragrance, and Mrs. Han smelled this rich aroma before she reached the courtyard, and at the same time, she saw her daughter Han Hongqi who was walking opposite her.

"Qi'er!" Mrs. Han called, she frowned and looked at the incense box in Han Hongqi's hand.

"Mother." Han Hongqi gave a salute, and handed the incense box in her hand to Xia He, the maid of Mrs. Han, who was already waiting outside.

Mrs. Han watched Xia He hurriedly walk towards the courtyard, she retreated left and right, grabbed Han Hongqi, who was about to enter the courtyard, and asked, "What kind of incense did you get?" ”

Han Hongqi seemed a little surprised that Mrs. Han suddenly asked about it, but then, she smiled lightly: "Mother also likes this fragrance?" ”

Mrs. Han frowned, and said helplessly: "Where do I still have the heart to appreciate the incense, but I ...... today"

As she spoke, her voice lowered, "It's just that today, listening to the maidservants, your grandmother seems to be even more confused......"

Han Hongqi stared at her charming eyes, as if Mrs. Han was so cautious, but for her, it was a bit of a fuss......

She looked at Xia He, who was walking towards their mother and daughter again, and said quickly: "Mother, go back and rest first, grandmother has me here!" ”

As she spoke, she stepped forward, and she didn't know what Xia He said to Han Hongqi, Mrs. Han only saw her daughter, and even let out a chuckle, and then walked quickly towards the old lady's room with Xia He.

This child's temperament is becoming more and more incomprehensible......

Mrs. Han's forehead jumped suddenly, she sighed, and thought that since last spring, Mrs. Han had ordered that the thick and tight curtain should be hung outside her door all year round......

It's just that the aroma in this courtyard is so strong that you can imagine the ...... in the house

Mrs. Han only felt depressed for a while, she shook her head and slowly left along the same path......

And in the house, as Mrs. Han expected, in the steaming aroma, all the objects that can be used as incense are filled with all kinds of "incense", Mrs. Han half-opened her cloudy eyes, just like the moment when people are dying, several young and timid girls are hiding far away, for fear that if they get closer, the "dead air" will pass by themselves.

Han Hongqi seemed to turn a blind eye, she held the incense box brought by Xia He in her hand, and sat beside Mrs. Han with a smile: "Grandmother, do you smell it?" (To be continued.) )