This New Year is probably the saddest New Year Yan Lingge has ever had in his life.

Outside the window, there was a constant sound of popping and crackling bamboo. And inside the house, Yan Lingge sat in front of the window, holding in his arms the white ball that had been fat for several circles who was babbling and didn't know what to say, with a stunned face.

"Alas, Pan'er, what do you say your father is doing now?"

Because he sent the people in the house home early for the New Year, even the nurses Zhang and Yihe went home before dark. So at this moment, there are only two people in the Protector General's Mansion of Nuoda, Yan Lingge and Pan'er.

Looking at the dark night sky outside the window, without the slightest light of stars and moons, Yan Lingge wrapped Pan'er's cotton clothes tightly and let out a long sigh.

"Alas, if it weren't for you, I might have gone to Nangong Qiyue a long time ago. ”

Gently pinching his white and chubby cheeks, Yan Lingge seemed a little annoyed.

"No, if it weren't for you, I would have stayed in the barracks at that time and wouldn't have come back. ”

"Dada...... Da ...... Father...... Daddy......"

"What did you say?"

When she lowered her head and whispered to Pan'er, the vague words that were babbling in her mouth suddenly came into Yan Lingge's ears.

So happily and surprised, looking at the group in his arms with two big round eyes in his arms, Yan Lingge said to her with some excitement: "Pan'er, what did you just say?

"Dada...... Daddy...... Da ......"

seemed to understand Yan Lingge's words, so he repeated the words just now again in a slurred manner.

"Pan'er, you...... You're going to call Daddy?"

The word "Daddy" clearly reached Yan Lingge's ears, and she lifted Pan'er up in surprise, and in an instant, a sour and astringent feeling emerged from her heart.

"You...... You're going to call Daddy!"

"Daddy...... Daddy......"

It seemed that because of Yan Lingge's reaction, Pan'er was encouraged, so she smiled happily, and the word "Daddy" became clearer and louder.

"Daddy......"

"Alas, it's a pity that he can't hear your father's voice. ”

Holding Pan'er in his arms, Yan Lingge sighed a little and pretended to be angry and said: "Bad girl, I take care of you every day, you are good, you can speak, the first person you call is not me!"

"Daddy......"

didn't seem to feel Yan Lingge's "displeasure", so Pan'er kept repeating the word "daddy".

However, at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the window.

"Yo, Miss, this is a once-in-a-century prodigy! It's only been half a year old, and you can speak?"

"Yinque, you're here. ”

Hearing Wei Yinque's voice, Yan Lingge complained: "Since Pan'er's 100-day banquet, you haven't remembered to come to see me for several months, I'm angry." ”

"Madame, don't be angry. ”

A neat turn turned over and entered the house, and Wei Yinque respectfully saluted Yan Lingge.

"Yin Que has not been in the capital for the past few months, so he has not come to visit his wife, and he still hopes that his wife is not strange. ”

"What are you doing here?"

Wei Yinque, who bowed to himself, rolled his eyes, and Yan Lingge said, "What's the matter?

"Hehe, don't make fun of me, ma'am. ”

Walking up to Yan Lingge and squatting down, Wei Yinque teased Pan'er, who was playing happily, and said, "I'm going to Chengyu City this time, what's the matter, is it possible that Mrs. Cheng doesn't want to know the general's current situation?"

"I don't want to. ”

As soon as he heard Wei Yinque mention Nangong Qiyue, Yan Lingge hated itchy.

This guy is true, since Pan'er was born, he basically sends a letter every half a month to report safety, but this time, it's been two months, and he hasn't even sent a word to send it.

Could it be that he has a good relationship in the barracks?

Secretly speculating about Nangong Qiyue's recent situation, the more Yan Lingge thought about it, the more angry he became.

"Haha, you really don't want to?"

Looking at the hard-mouthed Yan Lingge mockingly, Wei Yinque smiled and said, "Then I have this letter here, I'm afraid I can only throw it away." ”

"Letter, what letter, is it Nangong Qiyue?"

Seeing Wei Yinque take out a letter from his sleeve, Yan Lingge immediately forgot what he had just said.

"Show it to me. ”

"Didn't Madame just say that she didn't want to know about the general?"

Although he was smiling, Wei Yinque still handed the letter to Yan Lingge, who was a little anxious.

"Dead girl, talkative!"

Reprimanded Wei Yinque, who was grinning, Yan Lingge couldn't wait to open the envelope.

However, when she quickly read the content of the letter, she said with some suspicion: "This letter is really written by Nangong Qiyue?"

"yes, or else?"

Hearing Yan Lingge's question, Wei Yinque paused for a moment before saying with a smile: "Could it be that Madame thinks that I found someone to forge it?"

"Not really. ”

Shaking his head, Yan Lingge read the letter in his hand twice.

"But this word, I don't look like Nangong Qiyue's handwriting. ”

"That's because the general he ......"

Halfway through speaking, Wei Yinque suddenly stopped. But her unfinished words made Yan Lingge even more curious.

"What's wrong with him?"

"General, he ......"

seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing, so Wei Yinque lowered his head and said with some stumbling: "He ......"

"Speak quickly!"

It was rare to see Wei Yinque's appearance of being weak and blaming himself and obviously hiding something, so Yan Lingge couldn't help but raise his voice and ask.

"General, he ...... His arm was injured. ”

Still keeping his head down, Wei Yinque seemed to have gone through a very intense inner struggle, and then looked up at Yan Lingge, who began to show a worried look on his face.

"Because the general's arm was injured, but the letter to his wife, the general didn't want to borrow someone else's hand, so the words on it looked different from the general's previous words. ”

"Injured arm?"

Because of Wei Yinque's words, Yan Lingge asked anxiously: "How did he get hurt? Is it not serious? Didn't he have an injury to his right arm before? How could he be injured again?"

"I don't know exactly how I got hurt, it seems to be a sneak attack by a single person. ”

Lowering his head again, Wei Yinque said, "But ...... Not severe, skin ...... Skin trauma, it's ...... It's almost ready. ”

"That's good, that's good. ”

It's been a few days since he knew Wei Yinque, so Yan Lingge never doubted her words.

"Why is he so stupid? he was injured once, and he doesn't know how long he remembers!"

“......”

Regarding Yan Lingge's words that seemed to be talking to himself, Wei Yinque was silent. She just clenched her fists and looked up, trying to put a happy smile on her face.

"Madame, I have come tonight because the general ordered Madame to see this letter before the New Year's Day. ”

"Oh. ”

Putting the letter on the table aside, Yan Lingge saw that the little man in his arms yawned several times in succession, then hugged her horizontally in his arms, patted her back gently, and looked out the window at the night sky where a few stars were exposed.

"Then Xie Yanfeng is okay?"

"My son-in-law is all right. ”

"That's good. ”

Although he didn't disbelieve Wei Yinque, although Wei Yinque kept smiling, there didn't seem to be anything abnormal. But I can't say why, deep in Yan Lingge's heart, there is always a feeling of pain that seems to be there.

And not only in the heart, but also in the wrist......

Touching his smooth and white right wrist, Yan Lingge frowned.

From just now, there seems to be a faint tingling sensation in my wrist.

"Madame, what's wrong with you?"

As if sensing Yan Lingge's abnormality, Wei Yinque asked cautiously.

"It's fine. ”

Pressing his chest, Yan Lingge looked down at Pan'er, who was already asleep, then stood up gently, walked to the side of the bed and put Pan'er down.

"Yin Que, aren't you going home for the New Year?"

"I ...... I don't have a home. ”

Perhaps it was Yan Lingge's words that evoked Wei Yinque's sad past, so her voice suddenly became low.

"My brother and I have been without a home for a long time. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm ......"

"It's all right, ma'am. ”

Shaking his head at Yan Lingge, who was a little self-reproachful, Wei Yinque asked: "Although I just came back, I also heard that Hou Ye and the Grand Duke invited you to the Anping Marquis Mansion for Chinese New Year's Eve, why don't you go? The general is not here, you are alone in this mansion, and there is no one to talk to." ”

"Haha, why not? Didn't you hear it just now? Pan'er will call Daddy. ”

Walking up to Wei Yinque and sitting side by side with her, Yan Lingge said: "The New Year, it's a day of family reunion, Nangong Qiyue is not here, I'm an outsider, what kind of thing do I go." ”

"Madame......"

"Haha, you don't have to comfort me. ”

Waving his hand indifferently, Yan Lingge said: "On the contrary, it's you, who are celebrating the New Year, are not with your brother, but in order to send this letter, you came to me again, and you have worked hard." ”

"It's fine. ”

With sour eyes, Wei Yinque turned his head away and said with a smile: "Anyway, my brother has always been by the side of Gongzi, and I have always been running from place to place, we don't live together all year round, and we are used to it." ”

“......”

Listening to Wei Yinque's words, Yan Lingge was silent, but looked at her with a look of sympathy.

Then after a while, she spoke: "Come on, blame me tonight for mentioning these unpleasant things." Deserve the punishment!"

"Madame......"

Knowing that Yan Lingge was still blaming himself, Wei Yinque gritted his teeth, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Yan Lingge again.

"It just so happens that I still have a jar of lying flowers drunk from Hou Ye Xie a few days ago, why don't we have a drink, how about it?"

"Good. ”

After hesitating for a moment, Wei Yinque nodded. And after Yan Lingge saw Wei Yinque agree, he stood up happily, took down an unopened wine jar from the shelf on the side of the wall, and then went to another table to get two wine glasses.

"Madame......"

Opening her mouth, Wei Yinque wanted to say something, but she couldn't bear to spoil Yan Lingge's interest.

So after quickly sorting out her thoughts, she finally calmly took the wine glass handed by Yan Lingge, and said with a smile: "Madam, please!"

"Please!"

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, then they both raised their glasses and drank the wine from the glasses.