Ten miles outside Beijing, the leaves are all over the ground, and the autumn breeze is cool.

Ning Yutong stood on the ten-mile slope alone, and she had been waiting here for two hours.

Waiting is always the hardest, when the sun is rising, the sound of horses' hooves finally sounded on the official road, a piece of cyan from far and near, and the majestic Ningjia military flag is flying wantonly in the sky!

The neat and uniform army, all the mighty special armor, the triumphant Ning family army took neat steps, and appeared in Ning Yutong's sight with great dignity.

Daddy......

Ning Yutong almost saw the most familiar figure in the army at a glance - a slashed face, a majestic and murderous man, a cyan battle suit, a cyan armor, and a scarlet cloak, which carried the wind and Yang.

The man who rode his horse and was surrounded in the middle of the army was the soul of the entire Ning family army, and he was also the father he missed the most, Ning Feiyuan.

From afar, Ning Feiyuan also seemed to feel something, and when he looked up and stared, he saw the figure standing in the wind on the ten-mile slope-

The jujube red horse, the cyan power suit, the heroic girl is looking at herself with a smile at the moment.

Tong'er ......

Ning Feiyuan's heart swelled with tenderness, he hadn't seen his wife and daughter for nearly a year, and he didn't expect his daughter to greet him here today - that child has really grown up a lot.

The father and daughter looked at each other from such a distance, Ning Feiyuan was still in the army and did not speed up the march, and Ning Yutong did not take a step forward on his horse, just stood on the horse, staring at his father so quietly, at this moment, silent, but seemed to be full of emotions.

Closer, closer.

When the large number of centaurs came to Ning Yutong's face, she finally couldn't help but ride forward, and shouted at the familiar figure: "Daddy! ”

This call is full of too many feelings.

Hearing her daughter's call, seeing her long-lost face, and Ning Feiyuan, who was accustomed to seeing the bloody rain, couldn't help but feel excited at this moment: "Yutong, have you waited for a long time?" ”

Although she had a bright face and a bright smile, Ning Feiyuan still noticed her hidden tiredness at a glance.

"Not for long."

Ning Yutong tried hard to restrain herself from crying, she raised the corners of her lips, and showed a smile very appropriately after the end: "Today is the day when Daddy and my Ning Jialang's son return triumphantly, Yutong will not feel tired even if he waits here for a day and a night." ”

"Good boy!"

Ning Yutong's answer made Ning Feiyuan's mood better: "Go, join the team, and return to Beijing with your father!" ”

"Yes!"

Ning Yutong replied loudly, and immediately rode his horse to the army, and slowly walked towards the gate of the capital with Ning Feiyuan. Walking side by side with her father again, looking at the familiar side face and figure that had long been lost in her memory, Ning Yutong was full of thoughts for a while, and unconsciously her hands clenched the reins, and her eyes also revealed a firmness that she had never seen before-In this life, she must not let her father be burdened by herself, and in this life, she must not let the tragedy of Ning Jiajun be repeated......

General Ning walked all the way and was warmly embraced by the people of the capital at the city gate-

"The Ning family army is invincible!"

"General Ning is invincible!"

Countless people shouted slogans, crowded with a lot of condolences, and followed the Ning family army from the city gate all the way to the direction of the imperial city.

Feeling everyone's enthusiasm, the soldiers of the Ning family army all unconsciously straightened their waists and were full of spirit.

Ning Jiajun is the patron saint of the Great Qian Empire.

It was, it is, and it will be...... It will always be.

Ning Yutong rode her horse and gradually fell behind Ning Jiajun, she couldn't enter the palace, she couldn't enjoy their glory with everyone, but she still had a lot of time, and she still had a chance to change the future of Ning Jiajun......

Ninh House.

Today's Ning Mansion has been completely renewed, and there is a festive atmosphere everywhere, and the rewards from the imperial city are also coming one after another, and those dignitaries and nobles in Kyoto are sending greetings one by one, waiting for General Ning to get drunk and rest.

On the first night of returning to Beijing, Ning Feiyuan did not participate in any entertainment, at this moment his family of three was sitting in a small restaurant in Ningfu, eating dinner happily, there were no delicacies on the table, just some home-cooked dishes, but these dishes were Ning Feiyuan's favorite food on weekdays.

"This sweet and sour fish tastes so good, Tong'er, did you really make it?"

Ning Feiyuan ate a few bites of food, but there was a rare gentle smile on his majestic face, and his eyes looking at Ning Yutong were full of doting.

"Of course."

Ning Yutong nodded vigorously: "As long as my father likes it very much, I can make it for you every day in the future." ”

"Hehe, what a good daughter for me!"

Ning Feiyuan smiled very happily, while Mrs. Ning on the side glanced at her daughter fondly but helplessly: "Yutong, you are the eldest lady of Ning Mansion, how can you cook by yourself every day?" Your mind and parents know the truth, as long as you don't cause trouble in the future and let us worry a little less, we will be content! ”

"Don't worry, Daddy!"

Ning Yutong's face was surprisingly serious: "When my daughter grows up, she won't mess around like before, just wait and see!" ”

Mrs. Ning and Ning Feiyuan glanced at each other, and both smiled and nodded.

This night, the whole Ning Mansion was warm everywhere.