Yuan Qing has been gone for three years.

In the past three years, the Tang and Song dynasties have changed a lot, but the only thing that has not changed is the expectation of the return of the Yuan and Qing dynasties.

"Will he come back today?" This is a question that Tang and Song would ask every day, but on this day three years later, there was finally a positive answer.

Yuan Qing came back with an injury, obviously it was difficult to walk, but when he arrived at the door of the house, he still let go of the hand of his comrade-in-arms who was supporting him.

"I can't let my family Song Song see me like this." A bright smile appeared on Yuan Qing's slightly pale face.

His comrades-in-arms knocked on the door for him, and when Yuan Yiqiu saw his son in military uniform, his expression changed from surprise to joy, and his eyes turned red in an instant.

"Dad," Yuan Qing wiped his eyes, "I'm back." ”

"Okay, it's good to come back...... Yuan Yiqiu hurriedly welcomed Yuan Qing and his comrades into the door. After a while, the Tang and Song families were also called.

"Yuan Qing!" Seeing that the person in his heart was in front of him, Tang Song rushed over and threw himself into his arms, ignoring the others present.

"Hiss......" Yuan Qing's wound was touched, he gasped, and still rubbed Tang Song's head dotingly.

Noticing Yuan Qing's strange appearance, Tang Song asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"It's okay......"

"He's wounded." Yuan Qing's comrade-in-arms hurriedly said that one of the reasons why he came with him was also afraid that Yuan Qing would not explain everything clearly.

"What's going on?!" Tang and Song were anxious and stared at Yuan Qing's comrades-in-arms.

The comrades-in-arms slowly told them what had happened before: during an exercise, due to the mistakes of others, a * was thrown near Yuanqing, although he tried his best to push away his comrades-in-arms, he still fainted, and suffered a lot of injuries, so Yuanqing was sent home early to recuperate.

"If it weren't for Brother Yuan, I guess I would be the one who went home—no, with my small body, I guess I wouldn't be able to go home." The comrades-in-arms wiped their eyes as they spoke, and Tang Hai comforted him on the side.

"Yuan Qing, are you injured?"

Yuan Qing no longer held on and nodded.

Tang Song was angry and distressed, but he still held back his tears.

"I'm sorry, I didn't get Yuan Ming back, but I was injured ......," Yuan Qing said guiltily.

"No apologies, no blame for you." Yang Younuan said.

"Aunt Yang......"

"By the way, Brother Yuan," the comrade-in-arms suddenly remembered something, "let's get down to business." ”

"Business?" Tang Song frowned.

"Brother Yuan had a ring with him three years ago, and he said that he came back to ask his girlfriend for ...... Hmmmm......mm" Yuan Qing covered his comrade's mouth, and his face was flushed.

"Yuan Qing?"

“…… Forget it," Yuan Qing let go of his hand, took out a ring from his personal pocket, and knelt down on one knee with the pain of the wound, "Song Song, marry me...... All right? ”

"You're hurt, get up!"

"If you don't promise me, I won't get up!"

Seeing that Yuan Qing looked like he was about to spill, Tang Song laughed out loud, and said with a red face: "I promise you, get up quickly." ”

Yuan Qing put on a ring for Tang Song, and then he stood up excitedly and hugged her.

A year later, at the wedding of Tang Song and Yuan Qing, she saw a familiar figure, and in a trance she thought that Yuan Qing was not wearing a dress, but she found that Yuan Qing was not far behind her, and she realized that she was wrong. The figure walked slowly, smiling gently:

"Happy newlywed, Tang Tang."