Today's moonlight is beautiful and the starry sky is shining.

Wen Qiao thought about it a lot, thinking about his father, and thinking about his mother who hated Zhao Qingyan so much. Sometimes he doesn't understand why people can't live together peacefully. Why can't a family be happy?

Today is a full moon, and the silver glow shining through the cold courtyard, cold and helpless.

It was not his intention to let his father return to his hometown, but the matter has come to this point, and there is no room for maneuver.

It's not an exaggeration to say that you are very fortunate to be cold-blooded, but when did it start to change?

Wen Qiao looked out the window at the flowers, butterflies flowing, and sighed faintly.

Palace.

The emperor is in the imperial study to review the folds, the thick folds are as high as a hill, and the emperor holds a red pen to carefully review them little by little.

The white-bearded old eunuch knocked on the door and whispered in a thin voice: "Your Majesty, the prince of Huai'en asks to see you." ”

The emperor did not lift his head, and the old eunuch heard an answer through the door, and trotted to the cloister.

"Shizi, please come with me." The old eunuch lowered his eyebrows and whispered.

"Thank you, father-in-law." Wen Qiao said.

"It's just a gesture, no thanks." The old eunuch admired this Huai'en Hou Shizi very much, and his tone was always soft.

Entering the imperial study, the emperor raised his head and said, "No need to be polite, what's the matter with Aiqing?" See me in such a hurry. ”

Wen Qiao also did not salute, and said seriously and firmly: "The minister has something to ask for, and I hope that His Majesty the Emperor will agree." ”

The emperor's drooping eyelids lifted upward: "You say." ”

"If the country is safe today, the Huns will not dare to attack, and the ministers want to travel around." Wen Qiao said lightly, and when the emperor looked at his serious expression, he knew that he was not joking.

The emperor's expression also became serious, after all, this matter is not just talking, presumably Wen Qiao has also thought it through.

The ornaments in the imperial study are priceless, and all kinds of books of different types fill the cabinets, some of which are already old, and the traces of years of hard work can be seen on them.

Wen Qiao, the ghost-faced general who terrified the enemy, stood in front of him, saying that he wanted to retreat. How could he not be angry with such rhetoric?

"Anyone can choose to retire and choose to return to their hometown, but you can't." The emperor has already given the order to die, how dare Wen Qiao disobey?

However, Wen Qiao was a little unwilling, and was about to say something heartfelt, but the emperor waved his hand and said, "Huai Enhou has come here to ask for a performance." ”

"He said that he was old and tired. I just want to send my love to the landscape and live some ordinary days. I remember him for many years of hard work for the court. and agreed to his resignation. ”

I have heard my father say that he will return to his hometown, and it is expected to hear such an ending at this time. Since his father chose to return to his hometown and leave him with success, why should he work hard.

Wen Qiao and the emperor said a few more thoughtful words, and then bowed and retired.

The prosperity of the capital is not comparable to that of a small city. It's also a good place to pick chrysanthemums.

When Wen Qiao drove to Huai'en Houfu, the carriage in front of the door had been loaded, Wen Qiao hurriedly entered the house, and many people were carefully carrying the table towards the carriage.

In the lobby, Huai Enhou and Mrs. Cheng were sipping tea, and Mrs. Chen rarely changed into plain clothes, and the haggard between her eyebrows and eyes was unobstructed.

"Father, Mother!" Wen Qiao knelt on the ground, and the two hurriedly helped him up.

The corners of Mrs. Cheng's eyes were wet and her eye circles were red. He is reluctant to give up on his son, and after many years, I don't know when I will see him again.

"Son, I've told you all the things I should have told. In the future, glory or riches are in your own hands. Wynnehou said.

As the sun set, Wen Qiao looked at the carriage that had gradually drifted away, his eyes were red, and Mrs. Cheng gave him something when he left.

Among them was a jade wrench, which came from the old lady. Wen Qiao knew that the wrench could be a symbol of the Wen family's daughter-in-law.

When Wen Qiao took Zhao Qingyan to the mansion, it was already two days later.

Zhao Qingyan did not hear about the reason for the departure of Huai Enhou and his wife, but thought that Huai Enhou and his wife were old and did not want to work hard in the waves of the imperial court.

Zhao Qingyan and Wen Zichen sat in the pavilion and watched the fish swim around in the pond, Wen Zichen was innocent and innocent, and he had a good impression of Wen Qiao, and he was greedy for the temperature of reunion.

"Mother, will we live here in the future?" Wen Zichen's eyes widened and he asked with an ignorant expression.

"Do you like it here? Do you like Wen Qiao? Zhao Qingyan asked.

Wen Zichen hesitated for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth curved into a bright smile: "I like it." ”

"Then let's stay, if you like." Zhao Qingyan took his son into his arms.

After experiencing the wind and rain, Zhao Qingyan has gradually accepted Wen Qiao. Unbeknownst to her, Wen Qiao has become an indispensable figure in her life.

In the evening, a family of three was busy in the kitchen, which was Wen Zichen's suggestion, saying that they wanted to cook a reunion dinner together.

Wen Qiao naturally agreed to the flowers, so he dismissed the people in the kitchen and asked them to take a vacation this afternoon, and the wages were paid.

Wen Zichen had a pinch of flour on his face, and Wen Qiao gently wiped it off for him.

"Taste it, whether the braised pork ribs we make are delicious, and the steamed buns made with noodles." Wen Zichen said a little impatiently.

Wen Qiao and Zhao Qingyan looked at each other and smiled, and said to Wen Zichen: "It turns out that he is still a little gluttonous cat." ”

Wen Zichen snorted and said, "It's all because you make it so delicious, I can smell the fragrance from afar, I can't help it when I'm in the kitchen, fortunately, my self-control is relatively strong." ”

The family of three had a good meal and laughter.

In the morning, Zhao Qingyan was sleeping in Zhengxiang, Wen Qiao had already gotten up, staring at the dawn in the distance, and today was another beautiful morning.

Wu Gongzi had been waiting at the door for a long time, and when he heard that Huai Enhou and his wife had left the capital, he came to Huai Enhou Mansion and waited.

He wanted to tell Zhao Qingyan that Wen Zichen's disappearance had nothing to do with Mrs. Cheng.

"I said, Childe, you've been waiting here for half an hour, it's not that we don't report it, it's that the people above don't allow it, otherwise you come back in a few days, maybe the door can be opened." Said the guard of the Grace Mansion.

Wu Gongzi waited until Wen Qiao came out.

"I'm looking for Zhao Qingyan, I have something to tell her." Wu Gongzi saw that Wen Qiao was about to close the door, and hurriedly said.

"Men and women don't kiss, just tell me something, and I will tell Zhao Qingyan." Wen Qiao's eyebrows and eyes were all alienated.

Wu Gongzi saw that he couldn't make sense with Wen Qiao, so he said: "Okay, I can tell you about this, but you must tell Qingyan, in fact, Wen Zichen's disappearance has nothing to do with Mrs. Cheng, and there is someone else who arrested Wen Zichen." ”

What he didn't know was that the person who captured Wen Zichen was Wen Qiao, and Wen Qiao naturally didn't want Zhao Qingyan to know about it.

"I will naturally tell you about this matter, we are finally reunited, please don't disturb." Wen Qiao said indifferently.

"Okay." Wu Gongzi left a little unwillingly.