"I am your son!"

Yuan Shaojunyi's face was calm and waveless, pale after a long illness with a trace of blood, a cluster of bright blades shook people's eyes, in the cold winter, the fire in the house had been extinguished at some point, and with the cold words, it was the cold wall, the cold ground, the cold bed, and the cold face.

It's so cold that it freezes.

This person is actually his Yuan Shao's son, and he is the most unsuccessful one!

Swept Hebei, the main alliance Kanto, the road of the hegemon, if you don't succeed, you will become benevolent! Yuan Shao didn't think about whether he would fail, whether there would be a day when his beloved son, wife and concubine would hang in the hands of others, but he never thought that it was his own son who contributed to this scene!

The strange thing is that the reckless face in the past is now so strange that it seems that he has never known him, and now that I think about it, I seem, I haven't seen him for more than ten days, or a few months, right?

"Or, from now on, the father is recuperating at home, and foreign affairs are decided by the son, or, you and I, father and son, today, die together!" Yuan Tan held the sword, faced his father Yuan Shao, who couldn't help but look at him, and said slowly.

Yuan Shao withdrew his eyes from Xin Ping, who was a little cowering, and moved his somewhat sour back on the bed to this strange son, and smiled slightly: "It's very unexpected that you can do what you do today." ”

Yuan Tan didn't answer, still staring at his father coldly. Xin Ping's head hung lower, and he didn't say a word in the back, and unconsciously lowered the sword in his hand.

The trembling Liu clan suddenly mustered up the nameless courage to scream loudly because Yuan Shao was just a common question between father and son: "Yuan Tan, you want to kill your father, you, you can't do this, you don't dare to ......"

"It's noisy!" Yuan Tan smiled slightly, but his eyes never looked at his titular mother, the screaming and hissing stopped, and the steaming red blood gushed out from Liu's chest, and the frightened eyeballs almost burst out of his eyes, staring at Yuan Tan deadly, looking at Yuan Tan with an incredible look, and fell down softly.

A bearded man quietly retreated behind Yuan Tan's back, still putting the bloody knife into his sheath, lowering his eyebrows as if nothing had happened.

"Yes, there are such loyal and brave people who live and die with me, but I, as a father, don't know anything about it, and I'm very incompetent, right? Haha, I can't believe that you are my best son! The sad and indignant look flashed immediately, and Yuan Shao sincerely stroked his palms and praised it, with a relaxed smile on his face.

Yuan Shang couldn't stop struggling, his mouth kept screaming, but he couldn't make a sound, big tears rolled to the ground, squirming forward desperately, Liu, it's his mother!

Yuan Tan shook his head and pointed at Yuan Shang on the ground: "Father, your time is running out, no matter what, I am your son, and everything you have will either be left to me or, to him!" ”

"Maybe, there's nothing left, right? Hahaha, cough, cough cough ......" Yuan Shao laughed, as if listening to a very ridiculous thing, but unfortunately his sick body couldn't hold this laugh, and coughed loudly sadly, lying on the couch, coughing one after another, his eyes burst out, and the green tendons on his neck swelled so thick that he almost coughed out his heart and lungs.

Xin Ping was a little unbearable, and looked at his new lord hesitantly, but Yuan Tan looked at him as if he didn't look at anything, just watched quietly, waiting, waiting for his father to come to his senses, and then picked up the conversation just now, with a slight smile on his face, but it was indescribably weird.

Xin Ping's pupils shrank, and he lowered his head in fear, not daring to look at him again.

After a long time, Yuan Shao finally finished coughing, sat up straight, his face was covered with hot sweat and gasped weakly, and he smiled faintly on his flushed face: "What about Xianyi?" ”

"He's not going to die, no matter how you say it, it's my brother."

Yuan Shao nodded, and said, "What about Yuan Tu?" He won't follow you, will he? ”

Yuan Tan waved his hand, and pushed out a tall body that was tied up tightly, with rags in his mouth, struggling, his eyes were full of anger, it was Yuan Shao's most trusted strategist Feng Ji, sewing Yuan Tu!

"Put the meta map!" Yuan Shao suddenly sat up straight and shouted in a low voice, his face that had been silent was full of anger, the tiger was old and majestic, and there was an irresistible majesty in a gentle word.

Yuan Tan nodded.

"Lord, Feng Ji is incompetent, and he has harmed the lord!" The untied Sew Ji knelt down under Yuan Shao's couch and cried loudly. Yuan Tan was plotting, he didn't know anything, and he didn't wake up until the blade was added, and the regret in his heart was beyond measure.

"Hahaha!" Yuan Shao laughed casually, and stopped, "Get up, Yuan Tu, I, as a father, still look away, let alone you?" I don't blame you, I don't blame you, haha! ”

Feng Ji hung his head gloomily, his face was full of grief, and he closed his voice.

"Come, sit down, sit down!" Yuan Shao patted the couch in front of him and greeted Feng Ji with a smile.

The two ministers have different statuses, but now they are both fateful hands, and they are not shirking Feng Ji, and they sit beside Yuan Shao respectfully according to their words: "Lord? ”

"Yuan Tu, today you and me, you and I don't have to say any more nonsense, according to you, Xiansi, can he do anything?" Yuan Shao glanced at Yuan Tan sarcastically, and asked Feng Ji with a smile.

"Who can kiss the man who betrays his father!" Feng Ji gritted his teeth and said, not even looking at Yuan Tan.

Yuan Tan just smiled, but didn't mind.

"Well, that's right!" Yuan Shao nodded approvingly, looked at Yuan Tan, smiled, and said, "Xiansi, what do you think?" ”

"This, it's none of my father's business!" Yuan Tan said quietly.

"Yuan Tan, you-"

Feng Ji stood up angrily, pointed at Yuan Tan, and then sat down weakly.

"Yes, I'm old, my children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, let him go!" Yuan Shao nodded approvingly, stroked Feng Ji's back, and his eyes were blazing: "Yuan Tu, if I let you serve my son, will you agree?" ”

"My lord?" Feng Ji was dumbfounded, and stood up incredibly, with a look of horror on his face.

"After all, it's my son, who has my blood on his body!" Yuan Shao smiled, gave up slightly, and signaled that Feng Ji did not need to be surprised.