The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. In the north of Zhongnan Mountain, on the shallows of the Wei River, through the lit bonfire, Liu Yuanshuo, who came thousands of miles from outside the East China Sea, finally saw the person that his mother remembered in his heart.

Time is like flowing water, and unconsciously, in the blink of an eye, so many years have passed. The boy who had just celebrated his twelfth birthday was very tall. And because of the special education and strict requirements he received since he was a child, Liu Yuanshuo in a plain white embroidered robe looked gentle and polite. If it weren't for the precious long sword he was wearing, it would add a bit of heroism. It's almost mistaken that he's just an elegant boy who reads poetry and books.

Yuan Shuo Gongzi is actually not easy to dance with swords, and over the years, there are not many people who have had the opportunity to witness his sword dancing style. But from the thousands of mountains and islands beyond the East China Sea to the land of Qilu on the coast, everyone knows that this little boy is already a master of swordsmanship, despite his young age.

It's just that outsiders may never understand that deep down the young man actually doesn't like these cold and ruthless weapons. He is fond of a vast collection of books and cultural knowledge. However, there are some things that he can't decide by his own preferences.

"Shuo'er, as a manly husband, how can he do it without a superb martial arts? To be both civil and military, it is my good master! ”

"But...... Mother, now it is in its prime, and the East China Sea is calm. There is almost no longer a chance of a large-scale war. What's the use of you letting Shuo'er practice the sword hard? What's more, I'm not interested in any of that in the first place. ”

Whenever he couldn't stand the suffering, the boy would always rub his sore arm and complain to his mother, hoping to get her tolerance. However, the queen of the East China Sea, who made countless men bow their heads and bow their eyebrows and obey orders, that is, his mother-in-law Liu Shu, will never be soft-hearted in this regard. The soft whip in her hand made him suffer.

"If you can't even endure this little hardship, how can you shoulder greater responsibilities in the future? Hum! ”

"Mother, I don't want to take on any big responsibility...... Yes! It hurts...... Shuo'er didn't dare! ”

After several attempts to be pampered and arrogant to avoid suffering and suffering, Liu Yuanshuo finally understood a reality. That is, even if he is a pearl baby held in the palm of his hand by his mother, once he wants to be lazy in this matter, he will be ruthlessly punished. It's just that he still doesn't understand why his mother is so persistent in letting him study and practice martial arts diligently.

"Because...... Your father is him! You carry this glory, and you cannot be compared to anyone! ”

When he first heard this answer from his mother, he was already sensible and naturally knew who "he" was. Moreover, he saw the faint tears in his mother's reddened eyes. This surprised and frightened him.

In the impression of the teenager over the years, no matter how turbulent the waves of the East China Sea were, he never saw the weakness of his mother. Kill decisively, in a word. Those fierce men who drove huge ships to chop waves at sea bowed their heads in front of her and always maintained a respectful attitude. The local people and indigenous people on the thousands of islands in the East China Sea and the South China Sea all looked at the wind from afar when they saw the ship flying the eye-catching flag patrolling, and none of them dared to look at it rudely.

However, it was such a woman of beauty and power, a woman who was regarded as a goddess of the sea by thousands of people, but the young man saw her tears. Whenever late at night, the blue sea is tidal. In the dim light or in the dream he woke up, the boy saw the lonely figure sitting there more than once, looking at the moon and the stars on the sea until dawn.

The precocious boy knew from a very young age what his mother was sad about and who her tears were for. It was precisely for this reason that even though he was full of reluctance, he still drew his long sword again. On that small island that was opened up for him alone, he gritted his teeth, and under the teaching of several palace masters, he practiced Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, never stopping.

Because, he didn't want to disappoint his mother. If, at some point in the future, when he stands in front of the world-famous "father" again, he wants himself to really be as his mother hopes, not to bow his head, but to have the qualifications to hold his head high.

Liu Yuanshuo, who deeply understands his mother's painstaking efforts, has lived up to everyone's expectations. His growth can be described as amazing. The twelve-year-old boy, when he drew his sword out of the sheath, showed a sharp edge, and even the grandmaster-level swordsmen who were originally from the Huainan Palace, were also greatly appreciated. They are convinced that if time passes, Xiao Gongzi's achievements in this aspect alone will be enough to deter this 10,000-mile sea frontier.

"I'm just doing all this so that I don't want my mother to be sad anymore......!"

The boy who said what he thought in the face of the waves on the sea really wanted to cross the sea to Chang'an now. went to see Yuan Zhao and told him about the bitterness in his mother's heart. However, he knew that this was something he could never do without his mother's permission.

In fact, he has also been to Chang'an several times in the past few years. It's just that there are few opportunities to see Yuan Zhao. The important ministers of the empire who have important responsibilities are either on the battlefield or on the way to the battlefield. Even if they meet in a hurry, they are just a little talkative, and if they want to talk about family affairs, they don't have those luxury times at all.

Although the years are long, there is still time in the future. But in the heart of the teenager, the regret of missing something can no longer be made up. When you see him the next time, what kind of emotions should you face? He has been thinking about this question for a long time. But there was no answer.

Yuan Zhao's reputation is too great! Even outside the East China Sea, it seems that you can feel his light. When all people mention this name, they use the honorific title of "Yuan Gong" but not their name. This made the teenager's sense of panic even stronger. So much so that as he grew older, he felt more and more insignificant.

Especially not long ago, when he knew that he was going to return to Chang'an with his mother to participate in the celebration of the centennial of the Han Empire, he almost had to run away. However, the thought that my mother would always be by my side made my heart much quieter.

But I didn't expect that there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck. Just a few days before the team was about to return from crossing the sea, Liu Shu suddenly fell ill. I don't know if it's because of the excitement of emotion, or because of the sudden change in the weather, the disease hits, the whole body is weak, and the fever is lying down.

Fortunately, after the nervous diagnosis of the royal medical officers, there was no major problem. Purchase all kinds of precious medicinal materials, mix medicines, as long as you take them on time and rest for a period of time, you will recover. People up and down all breathed a sigh of relief. However, in this way, she naturally could no longer personally lead the mission back to Chang'an.

"Shuo'er, you've grown up enough to carry the load. From now on, my mother hopes that you have the ability to meet the wind and waves at sea. ”

"Mother...... Can I really? ”

"You can do it! He has been in the court since he was eight years old...... Why can't you? ”

"Oh, well! What does my mother want me to do? ”

"Go to Chang'an, go see him. As the lord of the East Sea, go and meet him. ”

"Good! As long as it is her mother's order, Shuo'er will obey it. ”

"My good Shuo'er! You have to remember that after seeing him, you are not allowed to say anything about my physical condition, let alone that I am sick...... Remember? ”

"Huh? Why is that? The mother obviously thinks ...... what he thinks. ”

"Shut up! If I say no, I won't! If you dare to disobey, bring it up first...... I'll just serve the family law! ”

"Oh...... Shuo'er doesn't dare! Remember. ”

Liu Yuanshuo stuck out his tongue. Although the mother's whip family method is powerful, it ...... He had already secretly seen that when she said these words, the corners of her eyes clearly showed girlish coquettishness. He bit his lip secretly. Mother's so beautiful! The years should not fail her, and the person who is far away in Chang'an should not be!

Liu Yuanshuo, who mustered up his courage, took a large group of men and horses across the blue sea, and then crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, all the way to Chang'an. On this moonlit and cool night, he stood in front of Yuan Zhao.

"Father, father...... Well! ”

The young man's body trembled slightly, and his voice was so low that only he could hear it. Although under the cover of the night, he knew that the other party might not be able to see his face clearly, but he still felt a terrible fever on his face. Even though he had made all the mental preparations along the way, when he really stood in front of this person, he felt it deeply. The tremendous sense of coercion and the weight of a mountain is beyond the weight of any courage or self-confidence.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but you've grown so tall! Hehe, my Shuo'er, is destined to be a handsome guy who fascinates thousands of girls in the future! ”

In the gentle light laughter, a pair of strong arms wrapped around the young man's shoulders. Liu Yuanshuo's heart was shocked, he raised his head in almost disbelief, but saw that the eyes staring at him were brighter than the stars in the sky.

"Father......!"

It's as if the whole body is completely relaxed from the inside. An indescribable emotion suddenly came over me. He felt the same blood pulse. Those arms were so broad and powerful that they seemed to be able to hold up the entire sky. Since then, the sky has fallen, and there is nothing to fear.

Yuan Zhao looked at this beautiful young man, and the shadow on the water side appeared in his mind, and he felt a lot of guilt in his heart. His face looked like hers. After so many years, although the book has been passed on, there are very few opportunities to meet. The affection is lingering, thousands of miles of Chanjuan, butterflies can't fly to the sea, and tears condense into amber. The grace of the beauty has disappointed a lot!

So, what do you get to compensate for it?