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Only a few steps from his seat to the window, Yan Beiquan was heavy with every step. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info stands by the window and the man lights a cigarette.

Let the gray-white smoke swirl around, gradually enveloping the well-defined and majestic face.

Outside the window, the night is deep.

Autumn, the season of sentimentality. Watching the cool breeze blow through the leaves, reflecting dark shadows in the moonlight, the clear face unconsciously appeared in his mind again.

If life is only as it first sees, he is willing to let go of all obsessions and accompany her to enjoy the flowers blooming and falling, the moon rising and twilight, just to keep the smile that touches his breathing, and leave a wisp of her fragrance.

It's a pity that it's too late, no matter how much she misses, she won't be there after all!

A cigarette soon burned to the end, the open flame burned to his fingers, and he still seemed to know.

After pondering for a long time, Yan Beiquan threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and turned around.

Gao Jun's figure has an innate cold momentum, exactly the same as five years ago.

"Look at the arrangement of this matter!" This matter was promised by him personally, when the Northern Army had just experienced a bloody battle, and the Fusang army approached Beihua City and made a move to seize the city to threaten Yan Beiquan.

It was then that Yukiko Miyamoto stepped forward, as Fuso's envoy to Beihua, the perfect flower of the empire, and she had the right to express her opinion on this matter.

She was willing to give up this siege and let the Fusang army be stationed outside the city, never getting even half a step closer. There is only one precondition, that is, Yan Beiquan must marry her.

If it was before, Yan Beiquan would definitely not agree to this matter, but looking at the devastated Northern Army, the man suppressed the opportunity to refuse.

Personal grievances and feelings are too small compared to the national righteousness of this country!

As the commander-in-chief of the 32 provinces of Beijiang, he can't be so selfish, marrying a Miyamoto Yukiko can change the safety of the people and allow the Northern Army to have enough time to recuperate. However, if I rejected this woman, I am afraid that what I found was blood-stained Beihua City.

He thought about it repeatedly in his heart, and finally Yan Beiquan agreed to Miyamoto Yukiko's condition to marry her and be his wife......

As soon as this news came out, Beihua City seemed to explode, all kinds of rumors continued, with false rumors, for a time Yan Beiquan seemed to have become a sinner in Beijiang, only a traitor would marry a woman who invaded his own nation and occupied his own country, and this person is still the commander of the Northern Army who is admired and trusted by the people of Beijiang, Yan Beiquan!

"It's young master, young master, are you really going to... You won't know who Yukiko Miyamoto is......" He hesitated to speak, Xiao Fang's eyebrows were tightened, and there was a tangled look on his resolute face.

He wanted to persuade this man, persuade him to think twice, Miyamoto Yukiko's woman is not so easy to provoke, if he really marries her, he will undoubtedly raise a bloodthirsty poisonous snake by his side.

And for this, Yan Beiquan doesn't know it!

Five years ago, Long Jinyu was repeatedly attacked, assassinated, kidnapped, and bombed, including Zhang Dezhao's fake death, all of which were masterminded by this woman.

If he used to say that he only hated her out of military hatred, then now he has added personal vendettas!

Marry her? Yes, but whether it is sincere or not, and how to marry has to be decided by him.

Raising his hand to interrupt Xiao Fang's words, Yan Beiquan's eyes were extremely cold. Know what he wants to say, so there's no need to say more. Tomorrow is his engagement banquet with Yukiko Miyamoto, and it's just an engagement banquet, and there will be more scenes to watch next, and things will be more and more interesting, but undoubtedly more and more clear.

One day, when Long Jinyu learned about Zhou Zhilan and others from Miyamoto Yukiko, she repeatedly misunderstood that she was the culprit who killed the Long family.

Why did Zhou Zhilan and the others have an accident in Fengcheng back then? Fusang's plane attacked Fengcheng Railway Station at that time?

Before the news was reported, the news spread, and without knowing it, he was charged with a personal vendetta in the communiqué. Miyamoto Yukiko deliberately let Long Jinyu know, and it was not Beijiang's people who shot Long Jinyu's brothers and sisters in the shadows back then.

One by one, the spearhead was aimed at the woman Yukiko Miyamoto. What kind of snake blood will do a series of inhumane things.

Yan Beiquan didn't dare to think about it anymore, for so long, he had been calculated. Sure enough, she deserves to be the daughter of Katsuichi Miyamoto, and she deserves to call him a senior brother......

The thin lips that were lightly pursed into a line hooked a shallow arc, Yan Beiquan's eyes were silent and cold, he picked up the cigarette case from the table, took out a cigarette and twisted it lightly between his fingers, and there were thousands of thoughts in his heart.

Suddenly, a telephone rang eagerly, interrupting the coldness and silence of the small study.

"Hey, this is the Overseer's Mansion—" Xiao Fang walked over to his desk and raised his hand to pick up the phone.

I don't know what the person on the other end of the phone said, Xiao Fang's cold and resolute, thousand-year-old face flashed with surprise.

For a while, Xiao Fang's face changed and changed, and the big hand holding the phone tightened and tightened. When he put down the phone, he was a little stunned and in a trance.

Looking at him like this, Yan Beiquan's cold eyes narrowed slightly.

He knows best who Xiao Fang is, but what a big deal can make a person who has always been calm like this. Lighting the cigarette in his hand, the man pursed his lips and said casually: "Whose phone?"

was asked suddenly, Xiao Fang straightened up, looked at the man's straight and stylish body, and didn't know how to speak.

"Dumb?" is the one who is most unaccustomed to him. As a man, especially a soldier, you must act and speak resolutely. Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, what is the difference between a woman! Yan Beiquan had said these words before, but he didn't say it at this time, and Xiao Fang could see it from the man's expression.

"Chief of Staff Ji called just now, saying that it was possible for Mrs. It's possible that you're not dead......"

"What did you say?" strode closer to Xiao Fang, the man's hand holding the cigarette tightly grabbed Xiao Fang's neckline, and the cigarette that was still twisted in his hand just now had long been discarded on the ground.

Chief of Staff Ji said that the foreign medical expert specially invited by our army this time is a woman, and her appearance is extremely similar to his wife, so it is possible that he will ...... It could be Madame......

The further back, the softer Xiao Fang's voice became, he didn't really see anyone, and when he heard the admission, no one dared to guarantee that the extremely similar person was Long Jinyu, who had been dead for five years.

Before he was uncertain, he didn't want to give Yan Beiquan hope, because sometimes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Listening to Xiao Fang's words, the man's nose was counted, and his eyes were a little tight and uncomfortable.

For five years, deep down in his heart, he didn't dare to believe the fact that Long Jinyu was really dead. When something happened that year, the Northern Army sent a group of men and horses to look for it, but it was all fruitless. And he has been to Beigang more than once, where he has repeatedly searched for clues, where he has repeatedly waited, looking forward to seeing that clear face again one day.

When his heart ached, he comforted himself that as long as he didn't see her body, even if everyone in the world thought she was dead, he wouldn't believe it.

For more than five years and more than 1,800 days, Yan Beiquan found all the places he could find, and all the methods that could be used.

The entire Beihua, Beijiang, and even the whole of China have been turned over by him, but there is still no news. Hope again and again, in exchange for despair again and again.

She's dead! she's really dead, with hatred and misunderstanding for herself, every time she thinks of this, the man's heart hurts like Ling Chi, and he can't breathe in pain!

And now, the sudden news, for him, is like a person on the verge of despair, grasping the last straw -

The next day-

The warm winter sun shone on the ground, and the ice and snow melted silently for days.

I don't know why, I haven't seen a sunny day for a long time, but the weather is exceptionally good today.

In the backyard of the Overseer's Palace, the long-lost magnolia tree stood straight, surrounded by a number of new saplings.

Five years ago, after Long Jinyu left, Yan Beiquan ordered someone to pull out other flowers and plants in the backyard and replace them with magnolia saplings. Day after day, year after year, the magnolia tree five years ago has grown into a big tree, and when it comes to the flowering season, the fragrance of magnolia flowers wafts throughout the backyard.

Yan Beiquan asked people to move all Long Jinyu's things into the small study, in order to look at her things and think about people from time to time, and reduce the thoughts about her.

However, it is especially easy to forget a person's thoughts about a person. Even though he was locked up, he couldn't help but go to the small study every night to take a look and say a few words to her, even if there wasn't a day when someone responded!

Clothes can be locked, accessories can be locked, photos can be locked, but their conservatories can't be locked.

In the backyard, their magnolia conservatory is still quietly staying there, which has not changed for five years, and there are still all kinds of precious magnolia flowers in it.

These were all carefully arranged by him at the beginning, and some of them were found by him thousands of miles away, just to exchange her knowing smile.

At this time, there are more varieties of Mulan in the greenhouse than five years ago, because he has never stopped looking for these, not for anything else, there is only one reason, she likes it, only Mulan's elegance can be worthy of her-

The weather is rarely sunny, Li'er specially opened the small window of the conservatory, and let the warm sun shine in, as if to sprinkle a layer of golden light on the magnolia flowers in the room.

Looking at her actions, a certain child scratched his head, and his big eyes as clear as spring water blinked at her, and asked in a childish childish voice: "What is Aunt Li doing? Didn't you say that this will freeze the flowers to death?" A light beige color brocade dress was properly put on her body, her black hair was draped behind her, and her bangs covered her smooth forehead.

The clear eyes are bright and refreshing, and the skin can be broken by blowing. Five-year-old Xiao Yanyang seems to be as lovely as a little princess, and her young voice is like a string of notes, which is pleasant to the ear.

Looking down at the little girl who was less than her waist, Li'er smiled and squatted down to wrap her in front of her, patiently explaining: "The weather is good today, and the sun is out, so let them bask in the sun." Our little lady also basks in the sun, so she grows fast!"

Listening to her words thoughtfully, Xiao Yanyang nodded, not knowing whether he really understood or not.

"Basking in the sun grows fast, is it that I will be able to see my mother when I grow up soon?" The little girl's words made Li'er's smile completely freeze on her face, and she didn't speak for a long time. The word mother had no concept in her young world. It's just that Xiao Yanyang, who has already gone to private school, often hears children of the same age mention this title, so he cares.

"Yes, when Yan Yang grows up, my mother will come back......" is a lie, but this is a white lie. When she thought of such a young child without her mother by her side, Li'er couldn't help but have slightly sour eyes.

"Okay, Aunt Li, sprinkle some water on these flowers, and the little lady will go play by herself for a while, okay?" Afraid that she would see her crying, Li'er found an excuse to break away from the little girl.

"Well, let's go!" Nodding obediently, Yan Yang gently patted Li'er's shoulder like a little adult, and turned to step out of the greenhouse.

Before leaving, the little girl then stood there as an adult, looked at Li'er and suddenly said, "My mother has been watching me all the time." Before he could react, the petite figure disappeared at the door of the conservatory.

In fact, compared with his peers, Xiao Yanyang is much more sensible.

Without his mother by his side, he was regarded as the pearl of his palm.

But Yan Beiquan is a man after all, he is still a soldier, and he is a soldier who carries the safety of the 36 provinces of Beijiang, and he has a country on his shoulders in addition to his family.

Wanting to spend more time with her sometimes becomes a luxury.