Yun Qianwen quietly snuggled in his warm arms, she still didn't know how this bracelet could be in his hand.

"Friendship, let Wang Baobao go." She said suddenly.

"No, you can't!" He refused without thinking about it.

"But he is already very pitiful, and today he was twisted out of his tongue by Zhang Dingbian, and it is better to live than to die." She looked up at him pleadingly.

"Qian'er, you don't understand things between men, and you don't need to understand, you just need to raise a baby and give birth to a son for me with peace of mind." He said softly.

"You see you still want a son subconsciously, so what if it's a daughter?" She said unhappily.

"It's okay to have a daughter, but try to be a son, I will pass on the great cause of a thousand years to him in the future, and I will take you to retire, what do you say." He looked at her tenderly.

"Well, but it's not up to me to have children and daughters." Although Yun Qianwen said so, he subconsciously wanted to give birth to a son for him, so that he could take her to retire and live a fairy-like life.

Chen Youliang seemed to see through her thoughts, and his heart immediately softened, pinched her jaw, lowered his head and kissed it.

"Don't, the blue sky and the white day are like words, besides, it's not good for your mother to see it later." She reached out to cover his lips.

"She has been sent back to Chuyang by me."

"Really!" Yun Qianwen suddenly felt a little excited when he heard this, which was undoubtedly good news, but he didn't believe it:

"It won't be teasing me, why didn't I hear the wind."

"It's true, Asa'er." He looked at her earnestly.

"Friendship, she is your mother, why did you send her away, aren't you afraid that your family will give you a reputation for unfilial piety?" She asked suddenly.

"Now that I am the King of Han, I have the final say, who dares to mutter behind his back and talk about this king, this king directly took off his head." Chen Youliang said as he spoke, and a cold and ruthless meaning rose in his eyes.

"Are you going to send her away because of me?" She asked in a whisper.

Chen Youliang nodded.

Yun Qianwen wrapped his arms around his waist with emotion, leaned his head on his warm chest, and choked up:

"Friendship, you are so good to me, I really don't know how to repay you, I am willing to accompany you for the rest of my life, if you fight the world, I will accompany you, I will give birth to many children for you." Yun Qian asked as he spoke, tears streaming down his cheeks, tears wetting the clothes on his chest.

"I love to cry so much!" He lifted her face and gently wiped the tears from her face.

"Girl, talking counts, you have to accompany me for the rest of your life, accompany me to fight the world, as for children, you don't need so much, just give birth to one to inherit the great cause, and then I will accompany you to live the life you want to live."

"Well, okay, listen to you." Yun Qianwen broke into tears and smiled, and continued to nest in his warm arms and was reluctant to get up.

On the arched bridge, the two hugged each other tightly, and the two sighed at the same time, it felt so good to be in love, just like a snow-white pear, sweet and delicious.

I think he only got along with her for a few days, and when he left, he was reluctant to give up on her, and after leaving, he never forgot her, and he was haunted by dreams.

When he saw her again, who had become a girl, he was bound to get her, even if she hated him, he wanted her.

He was once angry, and even had the urge to strangle her, but after every violent quarrel, he would only love her more and more, and he couldn't extricate himself.

And she fell in love with him for a long time, and the more she loved him, the deeper she became, and it went deep into the bone marrow.

Zhang Dingbian looked at the two people hugging each other tightly on the arched bridge, shook his head helplessly, turned around and strode in the direction of the school field, all the way he was full of the flashing cyan figure.

Is that person Qingwu or not, why didn't she show up?

For some reason, he always thinks of her inadvertently these days, remembering her sometimes delicate and loving appearance, sometimes cold and dusty, and sometimes he wants to figure out which one is the real her, and he suddenly regrets letting her go that day.

"Commander Zhang, it's not good!" Two guards dressed in Han military uniforms rushed over in a panic.

"Why are you so flustered?" He frowned and asked unhappily.

Wang Baobao didn't break free of the chains, injured the jailer, and rushed into the Han Palace! No number of people can stop him! The guard said nervously.

"Rushing into the Han Palace?" When Zhang Dingbian heard this, he strode around and ran towards the Han Palace.

"Friendship, if you're not busy today, you can accompany me."

"Writing? So Yaxing? Or do you want your husband to teach you how to practice fonts? There was a smug glee in his gentle eyes.

Yun Qianwen couldn't see him so indecent and carried away the most, and poked his chest with his finger:

"You, oh, don't know modesty, in such a way to get carried away, I won't let you teach."

"Okay, I'll go with you." He gently took her hand.

In fact, he himself understands that his font cannot be imitated by anyone, and it is impossible for her to be a woman.

But he just wanted to be tired of being with her, and when he was with her, he was teasing and teasing her, watching her angry and coquettish.

As soon as they left the arched bridge, they saw Wang Baobao, who was ragged and covered in blood, rushing in, and there were several Han soldiers lying on the ground.

At this time, his face was covered with blood, like an angry beast, and he stared at the two of them with hatred.

In that eye, there is no common hatred in the sky, and he is bound to die with him today.

Yun Qianwen clenched Chen Youliang's sleeve in fear.

But at this time, the nurse Li Huanniang came over with Feng'er in her arms and bumped into Wang Baobao impartially, holding Feng'er in her arms.

Wang Baobao pulled the nurse over, snatched Feng'er in her arms, looked at Chen Youliang with great power, and then raised it above his head to fall hard.

"No, she is the child left by her sister Yun Suwen." Yun Qianwen exclaimed in surprise and rushed forward, Chen Youliang pulled her behind him and sneered coldly:

"Wang Baobao, she is not your daughter, you can fall to her death."

"Forgive me, what nonsense are you talking about?" Yun Qianwen looked at Chen Youliang in disappointment.

"She is the only bloodline left by my sister, the continuation of my sister's life, and the flesh of my heart, you know? You are her own uncle, how can this be? ”

"Qian'er, calm down!" Chen Youliang comforted her, but his eyes were indifferently fixed on Wang Baobao, because he guessed that he would not fall to death this child.

Wang Baobao looked at Yun Qianwen's anxious look, and then looked at the indifferent Chen Youliang, and instantly believed that what Yun Qianwen said was true.

Chen Youliang hoped that he would fall to death the child, but Yun Qianwen tried his best to protect the child.

He believed it instantly, his angry eyes dimmed instantly, there was a trace of warmth in his eyes, he lowered his head and kissed Feng'er who was crying loudly in his arms, and a line of tears fell.

This is his child, she was born and never hugged her, she didn't expect to hold her now, and in this case.