The thousand-mile road from Xichuan to Nanzhengcheng went through thirteen dark nights, and the dark night cooked all Ma Hong's thoughts, and Ma Hong knew that he would never have the opportunity to walk in front of her with his thoughts.

Although the mountain is silent, it is not silent. The most simple quality of a mountain is the stone, and the stone never represents the mountain, the mountain is the sum of all the existence in it. Over the years, Ma Hong has worked hard to pile up stones into a mountain, and then stood on the top of the mountain to see the life of Xiao, and now he suddenly found that the person who could accompany him to stand on the top of the mountain suddenly left, his heart was a little sour, after all, this is the wife he came to this world to marry, two lives, only married one wife, and now it has ......

"Brother, Nan Zhengcheng has arrived." Ma Tan said to Ma Hong.

After three nights of sleep, Ma Hong heard the word Nan Zheng, raised his head, looked at the city gate, and said, "I'm back." ”

When Ma Hong came back, Kuai's family had already been buried, Kuai Yue was busy, five-year-old Xiao Fengxi sat in front of the door, saw Ma Hong come back, quickly ran to Ma Hong's side, hugged Ma Hong's leg and cried: "Father, father, mother is gone, they buried mother in the ground." ”

Ma Hong's heart was sour, and he bent down and hugged Xiao Fengxi in his arms, speechless for a while.

"Uncle, uncle, father, why didn't he speak?" Xiao Fengxi said to Ma Yan.

Ma Yanqiang squeezed out a smile, stretched out his hand and touched Xiao Fengxi's head and said, "Fengxi is ...... well."

"Uncle, will she come back, mother?" Xiao Fengxi asked again.

Ma Tan didn't speak, Ma Hong squeezed out a smile and hugged Xiao Fengxi and walked towards the grave of the Kuai family. Ma Hong's cousin Xi Wei learned that Ma Hong had returned to Nanzheng and immediately went to find Kuaihe, who asked Kuai Yue to go to Kuai's grave.

Ma Hong looked at the tombstone in front of the grave, the wife of the hussar general Ma Hong.

Ma Hong handed Xiao Fengxi to Ma Jian to hold, he looked up at the sky and sighed.

"Uncle Chang, you're back."

A hoarse voice sounded, Ma Hong turned his head to look at Kuai Yue, Kuai He was holding a baby in his arms, and Kuai Yue's eyes were a little red.

"Father, I'm back." Ma Hong said.

Kuai Yue walked up to Ma Hong and said, "The lord ......"

"Father, don't say it, I know that whether the Ma family killed my wife or not, I will not make her my wife, and my wife and my son are my sisters-in-law, if I become king in the future, he will become a prince, and if I call him emperor, he will be the prince." Ma Hong said.

Kuai Yue was stunned, Ma Hong said such a thing directly to him, he was startled, knelt down towards Ma Hong and said, "Lord, the old minister has thanked you instead of his daughter." ”

Ma Hong held Kuai Yue with both hands and did not let Kuai Yue kneel, but instead he knelt down in front of Kuai Yue and said, "Father, next Hong wants to ask his father to promise one thing." ”

What is the matter, Kuai Yue naturally has a number in his heart.

"Hurry up, the old minister knows that the lord wants me to promise something, the Xiliang Ma family has always been powerful, if I continue to imprison Ma Yunlu, it will definitely cause the Ma brothers to be dissatisfied, so the lord will also be difficult to do, so I promised the lord."

Kuai Yue helped Ma Hong up, and said with tears in his eyes.

"My father is a person who understands the general situation, and I thank my father." Ma Hong said gratefully.

Kuai Yue took Ma Hong's hand, glanced at his daughter's tomb, and said: "Lord, you have never told Lao Chen about being called the king and the emperor, this important thing is still too early to say, once the emperor is called, I am afraid that it will cause the princes of the world to rise up and attack it!" Look at that Yuan Shu is ......"

"Father, you are the person I trust the most, Xi Wei, Kuai He, and Ma Jian are all my relatives, by your side, I want you to understand that I want you to understand, as for the matter of becoming the emperor, it is still early."

Kuai Yue breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said to Ma Hong: "Lord, how to deal with this matter?" ”

Ma Hong said: "I'm at the most critical moment now, let's suppress this matter for the time being!" What does my father think about it later? ”

Kuai Yue nodded and said, "Okay, everything is up to the lord." ”

Ma Hong calmed Kuai Yue's heart, and gave Kuai Shi incense again, wanting to leave, at this time Xiao Fengxi cried and shouted: "Father, father, mother is buried under this, let's dig her out and take her back, okay?" ”

Xiao Fengxi's crying voice made everyone feel sad, Ma Hong stretched out his hand and gently stroked Xiao Fengxi's face in Ma Yan's arms, and said, "Fengxi, when spring comes, your mother will bring you news." ”

"What's the news?"

"Grass will grow out of the soil, that's Mother's greeting to you."

"Wait for the grass to grow? Will I see my mother? ”

Ma Hong wanted to shake his head, but he couldn't shake it, so he could only smile and nod.

Xiao Fengxi stretched out his finger and wiped his tears and said to Ma Hong: "Father, Feng Xi is very obedient, Feng Xi will wait for her mother." ”

Ma Hong stretched out his hand and patted Feng Xi's little hand, glanced back at his wife's grave, bent down and grabbed a handful of loess from the ground, walked to the grave and slowly sprinkled it on the grave, and then turned to leave.

At night, Ma Yunlu sat on the bed with her hands on her knees and was nervous, she lost a lot of weight, she heard that her husband was back, she had been waiting for him, but he didn't show up late at night, just when she thought he wouldn't come, the door was pushed open.

Ma Hong dragged his body to Ma Yunlu's bed and sat down with a tired face, then lay flat on the bed and said, "I'm tired, let me lie down for a while." ”

"Husband, I really didn't mean to hurt my sister."

Ma Yunlu cried and said, stretching out his finger and poking Ma Hong's arm.

"Whew... Whew..."Ma Hong let out a long breath in his nostrils, opened his mouth and said: "I naturally know, if you really want to harm her, you will kill her child together, because that is my sister-in-law." ”

"Husband, you have to believe me, I don't have the slightest intention of harming my sister, the woman recruited by Xiaolu has practiced martial arts, and she is a good hand at using two-handed heavy swords, I am afraid that she will hurt my sister, so this is ......"

"I understand." Ma Hong stretched out his hand and stroked Ma Yunlu's hair, then stretched out his hand to hold Ma Yunlu in his arms, kissed Ma Yunlu's forehead lightly with his lips, and said: "I understand, you are not that kind of person, even if you will be jealous, but you will definitely not harm others." But now I can't vouch for your innocence. ”

"Why?"

"Because this matter will be blocked, if it really spreads, it will have a very bad impact on me, and my wife's father Kuai Yue will no longer pursue it for the time being, so it must not be opened now. You wrote to Ma Tie and Ma Xiu to reassure them. Ma Hong said.

Ma Yunlu nodded vigorously, with tears in his eyes.

"Alright." Ma Hong sat up from the bed with difficulty, stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of Ma Yunlu's eyes, and said, "I won't be able to sleep in your room for a long time in the future, you have to rest assured." ”

Although Ma Yunlu didn't quite understand what Ma Hong meant, he still nodded vigorously. Ma Hong straightened up, pushed open the door and walked out.

Ma Hong walked to Yuan Xian's door and stretched out his hand to knock on the door.

"Who!"

"Me!"

"Husband?" Yuan Xian opened the door and looked at Ma Hong.

Ma Hong walked into the room and said, "I'm tired, I'm here to rest tonight." ”

"Husband, I'll get some hot water for my husband to soak his feet." Yuan Xian said.

Ma Hong nodded and said, "Okay!" ”

Fourteen-year-old girl, the body is developing, three or four years has grown into a budding girl, Ma Hong at this time remembered Du Mu's poem: frequently curling more than thirteen, cardamom tips in early February. Spring breeze ten miles of Yangzhou Road, roll up the bead curtain is not as good.

But he was so tired that he lay on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When Yuan Xian came back, Ma Hong was already asleep. (To be continued.) )