Cao Rong was silent, but there was a huge wave in his heart, why didn't he miss his mother, as for the true meaning of this expedition, only he knew best, subconsciously, he always wanted to take his mother to his side and enjoy the warmth of a long absence between mother and son.

"Nephew, I don't hesitate to offend your father and save your mother, it's okay if you don't appreciate it, and you sent troops to beat me, it's too unsophisticated to do this!" Wang Baoyu continued.

"You don't have the pain of losing your mother, how can you understand my suffering!" Cao Rong tearfully defended.

Wang Baoyu was silent for a long time, and only after a long time did he pat Cao Rong's shoulder and said seriously: "Believe me, my experience is far deeper than yours." ”

Cao Rong looked at Wang Baoyu puzzled, his eyes were trying his best to hide a painful memory, and he seemed to approve of Wang Baoyu calling him nephew, and he didn't call himself me, and said: "Alas, I also have my own difficulties, because of my mother's matter, the courtiers are talking about it, and the people are constantly rumors. If I hadn't acted, wouldn't I have recognized that my mother was still alive and that the Queen Mother would remarry someone else, but I was afraid that I, the emperor, would not be able to sit still. ”

"Is the position of the emperor so important to you?" Wang Baoyu asked.

"If you can't be on the throne, sooner or later you will be killed by others." Cao Rong argued.

"Okay, I don't want to talk to you, your mother is upstairs, let's go meet her!" Wang Baoyu said.

"I don't want to see it." Cao Rong said with little confidence.

"If you miss this opportunity, you probably won't have it again."

After Wang Baoyu finished speaking, he gave Fan Jinqiang a look, and then walked away. Cao Rong was silent again, wiping his tears uncontrollably, Fan Jinqiang couldn't help but say that he would pick him up and go out, Cao Rong shouted to stop, but he didn't resist, he involuntarily took a step and followed Fan Jinqiang upstairs.

Coming to the floor where Zhen Mi was, Fan Jinqiang turned around and left, Cao Rong took hesitant steps, walked slowly along the corridor, and soon saw a beautiful woman in front of him, looking at the railing, and the direction of his eyes was the camp of the Wei army, which was his mother Zhen Mi.

At this time, Zhen Mi didn't know that Cao Rong had been arrested, and muttered: "Child, mother misses you, why do you have to fight!" ”

In this situation, Cao Rong couldn't control his feelings anymore, and he cried loudly, and when he heard the cry, Zhen Mi turned his head, and his beautiful face was already full of tears.

"Ei'er, is it really you?" Zhen Mi said in surprise.

"It's me!" Cao Ei's face was full of tears, his sobbing shoulders shook, and he couldn't help himself, but he still put his hands behind his back and said with a black face. Wang Baoyu was not there, and if he wanted to see him like a bear, he would dare to kick him away.

Zhen Mi was stunned for a moment, and then slowly knelt down: "The folk woman Zhen knocked to see the saint." ”

"You, what are you doing! Get up! Hurry up! Cao Rong waved his hand again and again in fright, seeing that Zhen Mi did not move, he turned around in a hurry, and finally fell to his knees, supported his knees on the ground, and moved all the way towards his mother, shouting: "Mother, I am Ei'er, my son is not filial!" ”

"Mother can't stand you!" Zhen Mi hurriedly stepped forward and hugged her son in her arms, and the mother and son hugged and cried, which was full of endless sorrow and joyful crying, which was transmitted to the clouds.

I don't know how long it took for the mother and son to separate, Cao Rong wiped away the tears for his mother, and Zhen Mi took his son's hand and carefully looked at his grown face.

Of course, Zhen Mi also saw the red marks on her face, although she was distressed, she didn't ask carefully, and took Cao Rong into the house.

The ink is fragrant, the house is full of calligraphy and paintings, there are Zhen Mi's and Jia Zhigang's, the combination of rigidity and softness, the artistic conception is far away, and it is breathtaking. One of them touched Cao Rong deeply, two birds standing on a tree branch, the big one is combing the small one, the title is called Mother and Child Love.

"The birds on this tree are painted by my mother, and this vigorous tree is Jia ......" Zhen Mi said to his lips and did not say anything more.

"I almost forgot about it, and my mother still likes to paint." Cao Rong choked up.

"Back then, I lived in a simple house, no one paid attention to me, and I could only talk like this to relieve my boredom." After Zhen Mi sighed, she took Cao Rong's hand again and said with a smile: "At that time, my mother was looking forward to hearing from my son the most, and she could be happy for a few days every time. ”

"My father is a heartless man, and I can never forgive him." Cao Rong gritted his teeth and said.

"Ei'er, thanks to Baoyu's rescue, the mother can live to see the child again. Forgive your father, now that he is dead, I never expected him to give you the throne, and the grievance should be settled. Zhen Mi persuaded.

"He hurt you deeply, don't talk about the mother, the pain in the child's heart is difficult to heal." Cao Rong said in tears.

"My son is already the emperor today, for the sake of the common people in the world, don't become a faint king because of a momentary anger, and fall into infamy through the ages." Zhen Mi's loving finisher Cao Rong's hair said.

Cao Rong nodded silently, although he hated Cao Pi, he couldn't do anything disobedient, after all, it was his father who was connected to his blood. It's like that hunt, knowing that his father has murderous intentions, he still can't bear to complain in person.

The mother and son forgot to eat, so they held hands and chatted until dusk, although Cao Rong hated Jia Zhigang, but Jia Zhigang's talent still made him admire it very much, especially listening to his mother, during this time in Yiling, Jia Zhigang has always been by his side, and he is his husband and best friend.

Seeing that his mother was living so happily, Cao Ei's heart knot gradually opened, and finally reluctantly followed his mother to a nearby room to pay homage to Jia Zhigang, who was working at the desk. But the father still didn't say it in the end, just called Jia Zhigang Mr. Jia.

Jia Zhigang only has Zhen Mi in his heart, as for how Cao Ei calls him, it doesn't matter, seeing Zhen Mi so happy, a stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. The two sat and chatted freely, and there was a consensus, although they hated to see each other late, but it was difficult to say goodbye.

Hearing that Cao Rong was arrested, Mo Qianxun was upset, and secretly sighed that Wang Baoyu was resourceful, and after waiting for a long time, no one informed him of the past to discuss politics, so he simply took the initiative to run over to discuss how to deal with the Wei army outside the city. God-given opportunity, since Cao Rong is not in the team, he can rest assured that he can attack boldly, and he will definitely destroy all the Wei army.

Wang Baoyu did not agree, persuaded Mo Qianxun for a long time, Cao Rong naturally could not be killed, the Wei army outside the city could not be destroyed until the last resort, the best result was of course a peaceful solution, from then on each went his own way, and the well water did not interfere with the river water.

"Baoyu! How can you be so merciful, Cao Rong can stay in Yiling with his mother as a companion, and there is no need to kill. And the north is fertile for thousands of miles, and if this Wei army is wiped out, our army will be able to drive straight in, and the Wei country will be destroyed, and the world will be huge! Mo Qianhiro was so anxious that he could jump on the table.

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