Qin Tiance didn't know what "mother" meant, but when he saw the little boy being picked up by Dye Qing, he was surprised, but then he thought that Ling Mo had lived with her for more than two years, and it was normal to be close to this child.

However, I felt that something was wrong, and I couldn't think of anything wrong, so I just looked at them worriedly.

"Naughty again, didn't Mom tell you to wait in that tent first?

Chang An smiled mischievously: "Mom, I've been waiting for a while before I came out to look for you, did you play hide and seek with me when you dodged from Uncle Ling?" ”

Qin Tiance found that something was wrong, this kid called Ling Mo Uncle Ling, and the intimacy between him and Dye Qing didn't seem like it was only for his aunt, and when he looked closely, the boy's mouth looked very similar to hers, but his eyebrows and eyes were ...... Like him?

finally reacted, just now I felt that the boy had a sense of familiarity, because his facial features looked extremely similar to his own, and he felt more like a mill carved out of a mill. He began to froze, and the man became stiff, and a strange thought came to his mind, if it was true, if it was true...... Then he didn't know what would happen.

He only felt that countless currents cleaved into his heart, and his eyes were only fixed on the two people under the imprint in the depths of his eyes, a large figure and a small figure, she spoke so gently, never before, he couldn't believe it was true. I can't believe that after hugging her into his arms just now, there is a bigger surprise waiting for him.

Was he dreaming? The joy that could not be soothed instantly filled his heart, but suddenly there was panic and fear, he was afraid that this was really a dream, and it would become empty when he woke up.

After Ran Qing appeased Chang'an, he raised his head and looked deeply at the man in front of him who even had stiffened the muscles on his face, and from his eyes, he seemed to have guessed, but he still lacked a formal introduction: "Ah Li, his name is Chang'an, he used to be called Ning Chang'an, and he may be called Qin Chang'an in the future." ”

Qin Tiance suddenly had the urge to cry, he clearly heard what she was saying, she said that the boy's name was Chang'an, his name was Ning Chang'an, his name was Qin Chang'an, and he hadn't forgotten the look on her face when she said this for a long, long time.

Chang'an, his name is Chang'an. He is the son of Dye Qing, the son of his Qin Tiance!

He didn't dare to make any expression or say a word other than staring deeply, because the slightest change would trigger tears that were raging in his throat and could not be suppressed. It was his son, the son who was born to him by dyeing!

At first, he had the idea of not wanting to, but he showed mercy to his subordinates because of his intolerance for her. Thanks to the unbearable at that time, I have the son in front of me now with round eyes and a misty and lovely expression. Tried again and again, he couldn't speak, he couldn't help but be excited, just when he was most worried and troubled about how to save people, Dye Qing appeared in front of him like a heavenly general, and then Chang'an appeared, his voice was extremely dry, and there seemed to be something vibrating his eardrums.

The temples began to beat "suddenly", and he wanted to shout out to vent the heat in his heart, but his body did not obey the call at all, and he could not speak, so he became a wooden man.

Seeing this, Dye Qing could tell the joy and anger from his face, and he was slightly apprehensive, didn't he like Chang'an? Don't he want an heir? A sharp pain in his heart hit, and the pain that had come again if he didn't want Chang'an...... This possibility has never been in her consideration, because in the past, she planned him outside of life, but now, she has to face this problem again. It's one thing for her to let go of the past, but if he really doesn't want to accept Chang'an, then for the sake of Chang'an, she would rather live in seclusion alone, she won't want her son to be disliked, and this person is still his father.

And Qin Tiance finally calmed down a few emotions, squeezed out a few words from his throat, but he didn't say it to her, "Ling Mo, come out with me!" He was stunned for a moment, but saw that he had already walked out of the camp quickly, although Ling Mo felt inexplicable, he still walked out.

When he walked outside, he saw Qin Tiance commanding in a deep voice: "Come, accompany me to make a move." As soon as the words fell, he heard the sound of the sword being sharpened, the soft sword on his waist had been pulled out, attacking this side, and Ling Mo immediately rushed up to the sword. The two fought together, only to hear the sound of the blade breaking the wind continuously, and Ling Mo had some difficulty coping with it, his martial arts were not as good as the master, and his injuries had not healed, but at this time he could only hold on. Seeing that a sword was flying and could not be resisted, he saw that the Lord had already collected the sword and stood still.

This was a long time ago, and they often practiced swordsmanship, and it had been many years in a blink of an eye.

Ran Qing and Chang'an were already standing outside the tent watching, listening to the sound of the sword, Huo Huo was fierce, but they also saw that the two were not really fighting, but Qin Tiance's inexplicable intention of this move. There were also some soldiers around to watch, and they didn't know what was going on, but Chang'an was very excited, and he finally understood where the sword was.

After Qin Tiance vented like this, he dissipated all the depression in his heart, calmed down his excitement, walked quickly to Dye Qing, searched her face little by little, and then went to Chang'an's little face, raised his hand and took the villain into his arms and hugged him, he called: "Chang'an." ”

Dye Qing felt a little surprised, although Chang'an had a good temperament, he was still stubborn, especially to strangers. But tonight, he first had the soft sword on Qin Tiance's waist in front of him regardless of anything else, and now he was holding it in his arms, and his face was not a little unhappy, but he stared at his father in surprise. Is this blood thicker than water? was even more stunned by Chang'an's next sentence, he said: "I look like you." ”

At this time, she had to speak: "Chang'an, he is your father, called ......" was astringent for a while, should she call him father or father? I don't know what to call the sect leader. Chang'an's eyes rolled, and he shouted sweetly: "Dad." He remembered that Ah Qi was called Uncle Ling like that, and now he also had a father. Almost immediately, he accepted that the man introduced by his mother was his father, without the slightest suspicion.

Qin Tiance was trembling by his "father", and the emotions that had just been suppressed had a tendency to rise, hugging Chang'an tightly in his arms, his small body was light and almost weightless, soft, and there was a milky fragrance on his body, full of pity in his heart. He said in a hoarse voice: "Chang'an, call dad again." ”

"Daddy." Chang'an shouted obediently.

Qin Tiance hugged the little man and turned his back, buried his head in Chang'an's neck, let the tears that he couldn't hold back slide down his eyes, and the joy of being a father was overwhelming, he not only found the dyed blue, but also found his son.

God was kind to him, and after only letting him suffer for a short time, he returned all his beloved to him. Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are not as good as Chang'an's immature call, and it is not as good as dyeing green to come back to him. In the past, he couldn't see clearly, thinking that the country was at his feet, and he could do nothing for the sake of the country, until he lost it, he realized that even if he got the country, there was no point without her by his side.

On the road of thousands of twists and turns, he tasted the pain of loss, and knew the hurt of falling in love, at this time, many emotions were densely intertwined, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or loved, and he only knew that it was enough to have their mother and son in this life.

Turning around and holding Ran Qing's hand, holding Chang'an in his other hand, he said, "We will never be separated again." It was an oath to heaven and a vow of love for her, and he would never let go of her hand again. Dye Qing smiled softly, but felt that the circles under her eyes were burning and faintly red, how could she not see that the redness of his eyes was crying, how could she not see how excited he was just now, how could she not understand the meaning of his words.

From the moment of despair, she no longer dared to imagine that there would be such a day, but when this day really came, it was so unreal. But at least, she saw Chang'an smiling and wrapping his hands around his neck, she saw the deep affection in his eyes, she saw the reflection of herself in his eyes, these are things she can't even dream of.

Zhongli, Qin Tiance, Purple Wolf, no matter which one he is, she is like that, pure, and loving.

Women are always the protagonists of duplicity, they say hatred on their lips, but love in their hearts. They are hard pressed by the man they love, grieving for him and worrying about him. In the same way, they only break their hearts for the man they love, and then they make up for the broken hearts piece by piece.

Ling Mo waved his hand to tell the surrounding soldiers to retreat, don't disturb them. After taking a deep look, he also walked into his camp, the lord finally waited for her, and Qing Ran was still willing to let go of the past, they had been entangled for so many years, and finally cleared the clouds and saw the blue sky.

In order to hide this secret, he felt guilty in his heart for three whole years. But at that time, when he saw such a clear and clear stomach with a big belly, but his eyes were full of desolation and despair, he couldn't bear to push her to the forefront again. But it turned out that in fact, only when she was really willing to let go of the past and return to the Lord's side, she was the vivid Ning Ranqing.

Qin Tiance and Dye Qing returned to the camp, and Chang'an twisted his body and slipped out of his arms, staring at the soft sword again. He had just seen his father's exquisite swordsmanship, and he was already admiring the five-body throwing to the ground, and he finally understood how the sword was hidden, but he was even more curious, he could still put the sword in his belt?

Dye Qing knew what he was thinking just by looking at his mischievous smile, and shouted softly: "Chang'an, you are not allowed to touch knives and swords." Directly cut off his little thoughts, Qin Tiance naturally found out where his son's attention was, he asked with a smile: "Do you want to see this soft sword of your father?" Seeing his son nodding like garlic, he raised his eyes and spoke: "It's okay, I'll hold it in my hand, just don't touch him." ”

As he spoke, the sword was drawn from his waist, and the blade was as soft as a ribbon, but it was hard to touch on it. When fighting against people, he condenses his skills and forms sword qi, so that the sword will not be unable to stab people because it is soft.

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