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The entire Qingyuan Mansion is shrouded in festivities.

Xu is the birth of Qinglin, and the Chinese New Year's Eve of Qingyuan Mansion is much grander than before, and it has been like this for five years.

The maids and servants were very busy, and the little princess Qingchan stood on the wooden bench, clumsily pasting couplets.

"Sister, hurry up, I'm tired to death......" Qinglin stood on the side of the wooden bench, holding his small hands, sweating on his smooth forehead, for fear that Qingchan would fall.

"Ouch, my two little ancestors, hurry down, don't fall and bump into it, the big ancestor is going to give me a face again." "In the distance came an old man, dressed in brocade, with white hair, and a face about seventy years old, but he was strong.

This is Zhang Cheng, after Qingyuan's meritorious service, when Emperor Yuzhao was crowned king, he gave it to his descendants.

However, Qingyuan treats him like this, and the latter loves Qingchan and Qinglin very much, like his own descendants.

"Grandpa Zhang, come and help me. Qinglin's little face was red from the cold, and his voice was milky.

Born in January, Qinglin's body was slightly fat, but in the past five years, today is not as good as tomorrow, and now, his body is emaciated, as if he is suffering from a serious illness.

Zhang Cheng hurriedly stepped forward, hugged Qingchan, who had not finished hanging up the couplet, and pretended to be dissatisfied: "You two, do you want King Zhen Lei to scold me?"

"No!" Qinglin hurriedly waved his hand.

Qingchan is thirteen years older, and she knows in her heart that Chao Zhangcheng made a grimace.

"Hurry back, the next person has prepared a snack, and there is your favorite osmanthus cake." Zhang Cheng smiled.

Qingchan's eyes lit up, and she immediately ran towards the house.

Qinglin was slightly stunned, and when he saw Qingchan running away, he also followed up.

"The Little Prince's Body ......"

Looking at the thin Qinglin from afar, Zhang Cheng's brows furrowed slightly, and he sighed lightly for a moment and shook his head slightly.

Jinyuan was pregnant for ten years, under pressure from all sides, and finally happy to have a noble son, but she was sick all the year round, and it seemed that she would not live long.

......

It was night, the snow was shaking, and the sky and the earth were white sand.

Qingyuan stood on the platform, looking into the distance, stunned.

"What do you want?" A gorgeous and beautiful woman walked out and put on a velvet coat for Qingyuan, which was Jinyuan.

Qing Yuan was silent about this question.

"Lin Er has been sick from time to time for several years. The Imperial Doctor Ouchi checked, but there was no illness. I'm worried about ......" Jin Yuan approached Qing Yuan and leaned over his shoulders.

"Alas......"

Qing Yuan sighed and said bitterly: "After tonight, Lin Er will be six years old. I am a day by day empire, and a boy has to train at the age of six, and he joins the army at fifteen. Lin Er is the son of the King of Thunder in my town, and he will enter the 'Dark Purple Army' in ten years, but his body is weaker than ordinary people, so how can he talk about joining the army......"

The young son looks at the father, and the old comes to the father to see the son.

The meaning is simple, when he is young, he fights for fame as a father, and when he is old, he uses his child to consolidate his reputation.

Qingyuan was gifted all his life, only twenty-seven years old, and placed deep expectations on Qinglin, but he did not expect the latter to surpass, and only hoped to be the same as himself.

"Join the army?"

Jin Yuan stood up straight and looked directly at Qing Yuan: "Lin Er is weak and sickly, he can't bear the torture of practicing the body at all, I don't agree with joining the army!"

Jinyuan was pregnant for ten years, and only then gave birth to Qinglin, Mo said that Qinglin was weak and sickly, even if the battlefield was fighting and the crisis was lurking, she did not agree with Qinglin to join the army.

"What are you talking about?" Qinglin frowned: "Lin Er was only born ten years ago, he must not be a mortal, he can't say that after cultivating family skills, his health will be better." ”

Jin Yuan was silent, for Qing Yuan, she never contradicted her, and she also hoped in her heart that after cultivating the family skills to strengthen her body, Qinglin's physique would be stronger.

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In the early morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the snow had stopped, the earth was snow-white, and the cold wind was blowing.

Every year on the first day of the Lunar New Year, it is a time to visit each other, and the military home is no exception.

Qinglin is already six years old, and when he is in practice, he should come to receive guests.

Not to mention Qingchan, with the upbringing of her subordinates, she has everyone's beautiful demeanor at the age of nineteen, and her face is exquisite, her eyes are bright, and she is really a beautiful embryo.

Emperor Yuzhao once wanted to make a doll relationship with Qing Yuan, but was skipped by Qing Yuan as a joke.

Sending away Zhendong Wang Guanfeng, Qinglin picked up the stove and sighed.

He is very obedient, although his constitution is weak and does not experience the wind and cold, he endures the cold air and receives guests as an adult.

"Brother, do you want to ...... Will you go back to the room first?" Qingchan saw this, revealing distress.

"Sister, I'm fine. Qinglin laughed, saw someone coming in the distance, and hurriedly put down the stove.

"Yo, Qinglin Xiaowa, I haven't seen you for a year, and I've grown so big. Haha, Qingchan is also getting more and more beautiful, and I'm still thinking about making a family affair with my family Ming'er!"

There was laughter, and several figures, wrapped in velvet coats, entered the main hall.

In front of him was a burly man, about forty years old, followed by a young man, a young man, and two old men.

The Empire of the Sun, from the age of fifteen to join the army, is a young man.

This burly man is Lei Zhen, the king of Zhenxi, and the young man and young man behind him are his twins, thundering and thundering.

Xu is the name of the town of Lei Wang is not good, Lei Zhen and Qingyuan have never dealt with each other, and there are often quarrels and contradictions.

However, there are only eight kings in the entire empire, and there are not many grievances between the two, such as this kind of New Year's greetings, on the surface, there are still some things to do.

"It's him again. Seeing Lei Zhen, especially the young man Lei Ming behind him, Qingchan couldn't help but show disgust.

"Sister, don't be afraid, if he dares to bully you, I'll beat him!" Qinglin secretly clenched his small fists.

Qingchan smiled and touched Qinglin's little brain melon seeds: "It's better to be a younger brother." ”

Lei Zhen chatted with Qing Yuan, but his sons Lei Ming and Lei Chong had nothing to do, and Lei Chong's eyes swept in the main hall a few times, and finally, it fell on Qing Chan.

"Sister Qingchan, you are really getting more and more beautiful. Lei Ming stepped forward, he was a year older than Qingchan.

The Empire of the Day, who joined the army at the age of fifteen, knew about the affairs of men and women early, and the empire advocated family education to fill the people more.

This is a prosperous era, once the war is chaotic, the matter of becoming a biological child will be greatly delayed, in case there are too many people, and the grain and grass will be exhausted.

Qingchan snorted and turned her gaze to the side.

"My sister doesn't want to talk to you, so go away. Qinglin shouted with his small chest.

"Yo, last year today, you were lying in a hospital bed. Lei Ming snorted and continued, "What's the matter?"

"I'm not sick!" Qinglin's little face flushed, as if he remembered something, and said, "You're sick!"

"Little rabbit, do you dare to scold me?" Lei Ming was young after all, and he suddenly became angry.

"Lei Ming, what are you doing? This is my family, it's not your turn to go wild!" Qing Lin naturally couldn't beat Lei Ming, but Qing Chan knew that Lei Ming was already a martial artist in the third stage, and he could lift a hundred catties, so he immediately stood in front of Qing Lin.

"Hmph, a frail and sickly, I'm afraid that he can't even join the army, he dares to be no big or small with me, when you see me in the future, you still want to call me Brother Lei Ming, do you know?"

Qinglin's chest rose and fell, and he couldn't help shouting, "I know a fart!

Lei Ming was about to say something more, but his eldest brother Lei Chong pulled him with a smile and shook his head.

......

At the end of the day, at dinner time, the hot pot on the table was steaming.

"Lin'er, why don't you eat it?" Jin Yuan sandwiched a piece of meat for Qinglin, but he didn't look at Qinglin.

"My brother is still angry. Qingchan smiled.

"Angry?" Jin Yuan wondered, "What are you angry about?"

Qinglin didn't answer, puffed out his mouth, and suddenly said to Qingyuan: "Father, I want to practice, I want to join the army!"

Qing Yuan and Jin Yuan were both stunned, the two glanced at each other, and Qing Yuan smiled: "Why do you suddenly want to join the army?"

"I want to be a master, I want to defeat Lei Ming!" Qing Lin said angrily: "I defeated him, and he won't dare to bully me and my sister in the future!"

Qing Yuan was dumbfounded: "That's it?"

He knew in his heart that because Lei Zhen had a poor relationship with him, and Lei Zhen's twins were famous, like heavenly resources, they had an arrogant and domineering personality since they were children, and they must have given Qinglin gas to eat when they came here today.

Qing Yuan tilted his little head and thought for a moment, and asked, "Then why else?"

Jin Yuan couldn't help laughing: "Lin'er, hurry up and eat." ”

"Oh. Qinglin said the words, as if he had already vented, and ate his meal in a big gulp.

The family of four was happy, and under the illumination of the lights, Qinglin's emaciated face seemed to be even paler.

"Tomorrow ......"

Qing Yuan put down the dishes and chopsticks and looked at Qing Lin: "Starting tomorrow, you will practice family skills." ”

Qinglin was overjoyed and nodded fiercely.

Qingchan patted the table: "Father, there is a way that women are not allowed to shave their eyebrows, I also want to practice family skills, and I also want to join the army!"

"Nonsense!"

Jin Yuan was dissatisfied and glared at Qingchan. She didn't want Qinglin to join the army, her body was weak, she couldn't practice martial arts, and it was worth satisfying to be a politician in the future.

"What's wrong...... Seeing her mother getting angry, Qingchan's voice lowered.

"Girls, you have to look like girls, the army is full of men, what's the matter with you going?" Jin Yuan stopped scolding and said softly.

"Alright. ”

Qing Yuan said with a smile: "It's not okay to join the army, but Qingchan can practice family skills in case of crisis." ”

"Thank you, father!" Qingchan jumped up suddenly, her so-called 'joining the army' was still intended to work at home.

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