The sun shines on the grass, and the wind blows the grass and rustles.

On the grass on the hill, there were two people and two men, looking at two children not far away, a man and a woman were playing, and next to the two children there were two young girls, and next to the two girls there were two women.

"In a blink of an eye, it seems like a lifetime, and it has been eighteen years."

"Brother, it's better for us to run away!"

"Eighth brother, we soldiers, soldiers should look like soldiers, why did the Yang family army desert soldiers."

Yang Shilang sighed and was silent for a long time.

"Eighth brother, I actually have something I want to tell you."

Yang Balang looked at Yang Shilang with some doubts.

"Eighth brother, it's good to have you with me all these years."

Yang Balang smiled and patted Yang Shilang's shoulder with his hand: "We are brothers, grow up together, go to the battlefield together,

Went out together, killed the enemy together, experienced hardships together, lived and died together, and together, married these two princesses of Daliao at the same time, and had a home here together." As he spoke, Yang Balang lowered his head and didn't speak again for a long time.

"Yes, we have been through too many people and things together, but there is one thing that I want to hide from you anymore."

Yang Balang raised his head and looked at Yang Shilang very seriously.

"Eighth brother, in fact, you, you are not my father's biological son."

Yang Balang looked at Yang Shilang blankly and didn't speak.

Yang Shilang continued: "Your biological father is the prince of the Northern Han Dynasty, your original name is Wang Ying, you are his only son, your father did not worry about you before he died, and entrusted you to my father in infancy."

"This, this is impossible, fourth brother, after so many years, you tell me now, I'm not my father's son, what do you mean, you"

There was some anger on Yang Balang's face, he got up and stood up, and walked away very angrily.

Princess Bilian saw that Yang Shilang had left, and Yang Shilang was the only one on the small hill, so she went over, she walked to Yang Shilang, she sat next to Yang Shilang, sat quietly, and did not speak, she did not dare to disturb his peace.

As the sun set, the wind ruffled Yang Shiro's hair. He buried his head in Princess Bilian's bosom, and Princess Bilian stroked his hair with a tug.

Rest assured, you will return to your country

Yang Shilang raised his head and looked at Princess Bilian: "I'm afraid that after I go back, they will all treat me as a collaborator and treason, and prison is indispensable."

"Shiro, as long as you are in Daliao, my Bilian will definitely keep you safe and sound, and I will not put you in a dangerous place."

"Thank you, princess".

"Since I am married to you, you and I don't have to be so polite between husband and wife."

It's night, night snow.

Inside the Dragon Pavilion of the Imperial Palace of the Great Song Dynasty.

Zhao Heng was holding a book in his hand, and the cover of the book was written with the words "Little Animal Collection", Zhao Heng opened it and looked at it, muttering: "How many days is your life?" Three dethroned in eight years. Beginning to depreciate business, pro-old and sick; The child is not free from milk, croaking and hugging the tree. Six hundred miles of poor mountains, only poisonous snakes and tigers. After two years of survival, fortunately the family has no suffering. Again, my relatives have been mourned. A few feasts were not collected; The brigade was not buried. Weeping blood on the road, pain and admiration; Move the county to the Huaihai Sea, the letter is beautiful and martingale. The rotary horn went to the country to mourn, and it was also sent to the house. Talking about re-entering the wall, what a favor of Lu. ordered to go to Qi'an, white and dizzy; My son has grandchildren, and he didn't say anything at first. Go without riding, leave without countryside. The sheep touches the domain, and the old crane rides the Xuan. If I don't know, it is still a noble official and a county guard. Yu play! Ling Yin Wuxuan, my teacher; It's shameless to be favored, how many of them are there? Bian Hezhi, I am the skin; Cao Mo's defeat, I am not a corpse. The mouth of the golden man, the poem of Bai Gui. If you don't make up for it, you can make up for it, and you can chase it after thinking and doing it. Mu Kanghou's day after day, he did nothing, and did nothing in vain; On the day of the Emperor, he was embarrassed and did nothing, although he sighed and was sad! If the husband is like this, he will not yield to his body, and he will not lose anything? I should be upright and upright, and I will do it for the rest of my life."

Zhao Heng put down the "Little Animal Collection" in his hand and sighed lightly: "You Wang Yuyan is also a talent, but it's a pity that you are no longer alive."

Liu E casually took a cloak and draped it on Zhao Heng's body.

The red candle flickered, and the wind blew it out.