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In the antechamber of the Commander's Mansion, the bright lights illuminate the entire Commander's Mansion as if it were daytime. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info a bright woman sat on the milky white sofa in the front hall, with a proud look that seemed not to take anyone in her eyes.

The sound of the car outside sounded, and Miyamoto Yukiko suddenly got up from the sofa and headed outside.

As soon as he got out of the car, Yan Beiquan saw Miyamoto Yukiko, who was tall and tall in a lady's suit, and looked very capable.

"Why are you here?" cold eyes inadvertently swept over Miyamoto Yukiko, and Yan Beiquan kept walking towards the commander's mansion. For this woman, he doesn't have any warmth, and some are alienated except for coldness. If it weren't for the people of Beijiang, he wouldn't even let her enter the gate of the Commander's Mansion.

"I went to the army to look for you, and Division Commander Qin said that you have something to do and it is inconvenient to meet people. That's why I'm waiting for you at home, how about it, did you have dinner?" Keeping up with him, Miyamoto Yukiko truthfully brought out Qin Haichuan's words, and her phoenix eyes kept looking at the man's cold face without a trace of emotion.

"I'm not hungry yet, if you haven't eaten, you'll eat! The detached tone made Miyamoto Yukiko stop abruptly, looking at the tall figure, her eyebrows furrowed.

"Yan Shijie, are you so forbidden to see me?" Proud of everything, in Beihua she is a strong woman who controls the entire Beihua business, in the empire, she is the flower of the empire that the empire is proud of, no one has ever been able to make her speak so lowly, and no one can be so indifferent to her.

Unable to stand Yan Beiquan's attitude towards herself, Miyamoto Yukiko shouted in a low voice, and when Yan Beiquan's pace stopped, she stood in front of the man.

"I just want to have dinner with you, don't you give you this face?" with a questioning tone, she approached Yan Beiquan step by step, until there was only one step between the two of them, Miyamoto Yukiko stretched out her hand, grabbed the man's arm tightly, and grabbed the straight military uniform out of the folds.

"What are you thinking! I just haven't seen Yan Yang for a few days, I miss the little girl, don't make trouble. Every word of the cold voice was taken for granted, Yan Beiquan seemed to explain to her, raised his other hand, and took away her hand without a trace. His words are true, these days, he has been busy with political affairs in the Northern Army, and he has no free time to go back to his home to take a look at Xiao Yanyang.

However, Miyamoto Yukiko understood that this was just an excuse for him to reject him, from the time Long Jinyu was shot in the heart by himself and fell into the sea with Long Shaohan, Miyamoto Yukiko began to pursue this man. It's just that in exchange for only his refusal and evasion.

"Shijiejun, you don't have to explain, I understand! You haven't forgotten Xiao Yanyang's mother in your heart from beginning to end, right? That's why you don't want to accept me, aren't you?" Miyamoto Yukiko's sudden words made Yan Beiquan's face stiffen, lowered his deep eyes, and looked at the beautiful and moving cheeks in front of him, Yan Beiquan suddenly sneered.

"Yes, I can't let her go, but will she come back?" Yan Beiquan's question seemed to be asking Miyamoto Yukiko, and it seemed to be asking himself again.

Long Jinyu misunderstood him too deeply, and wanted her to return to him regardless of her previous suspicions, but I was afraid that it would not be so easy.

However, at this time, Miyamoto Yukiko didn't know that Long Jinyu didn't lose her life because of her shot at the beginning, she thought that Yan Beiquan was just missing, nostalgic for the memories that the woman left him!

"Shijiejun, people can't be resurrected after death, and she won't be at ease if she knows in heaven like this! Shijiejun, you have to try to let go, if you really can't let go of this feeling, can you ......?"

After a pause, Miyamoto Yukiko's beautiful eyes were faintly watery, and her eyes looked at the man sincerely, changing her previous arrogance, and said softly like a little woman: "Can you give me a chance? Do you remember the previous Miyamoto Yukiko? I don't want to be a special envoy of Fuso, all this is just involuntarily ...... myself."

"I still remember that my father used to like your Chinese culture very much, and he told me that there is one thing that is very similar to us in your place, and that is that the husband is the sky. You Chinese women pay attention to husbands and children, and we are the same. Shijiejun, please give me a chance, let me accompany you, husband and children, and learn to be your wife...... "I know a lot about Chinese culture, Miyamoto Yukiko can not only converse fluently in Chinese, but also make good use of emotions to move people.

She thought she could feel the man in front of her with her sincerity, but she was wrong. Yan Beiquan is not an ordinary man, he will not trust anyone easily, not to mention, he is still a Fusang woman who is suspected of hurting Long Jinyu.

The thin lips raised an arc that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Yan Beiquan gently held the woman's hand, his cold eyes were slightly affectionate, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to be smiling lightly: "Aren't we already engaged? Don't think nonsense, go back to rest early, huh?" Some people say that a woman in love has a negative IQ, even a smart woman like Miyamoto Yukiko. She wouldn't trust anyone easily, but in the face of this man's calm and affectionate tone, she also forgot any precautions.

Nodding submissively, Yukiko Miyamoto had a smile on her face called happiness.

As long as Yan Beiquan is willing to accept herself, even if she is asked to wait any longer, even if there is no time limit for this waiting, she is willing!

"You also take good care of yourself, no matter how many things there are in the Northern Army, it is not as important as your own body. Remember to let Wu's mother cook something to eat!" Miyamoto Yukiko said it very naturally, even if Yan Beiquan took her hand away, she didn't feel embarrassed.

She is not one of those big girls, she has always believed that love requires her own efforts. She likes Yan Beiquan, so she wants to catch this man into her hands at all costs.

"Good. A deep voice should come out of a word, and there was no trace of emotion on Yan Beiquan's cold face. Ice eyes stared at the figure of Yukiko Miyamoto leaving, and the man's mind recalled what happened more than ten years ago.

At that time, he and Xiao Fang were still studying in Fusang, because the money given to them by their grandmother was not enough for the two of them to live, so Yan Beiquan took Xiao Fang to look for odd jobs everywhere at a young age, earn money, and pay tuition.

At that time, the two of them were housed by a samurai family in Fuso, the Miyamoto family.

The male head of the Miyamoto family is Miyamoto Yukiko's father, Miyamoto Katsuichi.

It's just that no one expected that many years later, Miyamoto Katsuichi, who was kind to him, would become an enemy on the battlefield, and Yan Beiquan didn't expect that even Miyamoto Yukiko would become the blade of this war.

Thinking back to the past, the young girl talked to him in a somewhat broken Chinese, chatted, and curiously asked herself about Chinese customs and habits. And after listening to my father's words about China's vast land and resources, I have a yearning and interest.

Finally, she still came to the place she longed for, but she was no longer the simple girl she was at the beginning!

When Miyamoto Yukiko left, Yan Beiquan turned around and entered the front hall, and Wu Ma, who came out of it, knew that Yan Beiquan was back as soon as she heard the low and steady footsteps.

"Sir is back, has Sir had dinner?" was promoted from Yan Beiquan to Beijiang Commander, and the man's title in the palace was changed from Overseer to Sir.

The word Mr. reminds that this man has passed the time when he was young and impulsive, and now he is no longer the Yan Beiquan who only knows how to be ruthless......

"It's okay, I'm not hungry yet. Where's the little lady?" Yan Beiquan asked Yan Yang, and Wu's mother's kind smile was revealed, but there was a hint of helplessness in that smile.

"What's wrong with the little lady?" Seeing that Wu's mother wanted to speak and stopped, Yan Beiquan's heart tightened at the moment. After Long Jinyu disappeared five years ago, nothing could arouse this man's emotions. The only one is Xiao Yanyang. As long as it is Xiao Yanyang's business, Yan Beiquan is always worried.

"Mr. Little Miss is fine, but she stayed in the conservatory and refused to leave, saying that it was... said where could I see my mother...... "In the past five years, he has not allowed anyone to mention the word Long Jinyu again, nor has he told Xiao Yanyang who her mother is.

But a child is a child after all, every day watching other children being picked up by their mothers from school, Xiao Yanyang always stands silently aside, although he doesn't say a word, but his big clear eyes are full of expectation.

The two words of mother made Yan Beiquan's tall figure stiffen suddenly. The bottomless eyes form the same coldness as the momentum around the body.

"Still in the warm room?" Shen Leng's voice was slightly hoarse, the man's eyes were bloodshot, and when he heard that Xiao Yanyang stayed in the warm room because he missed his mother, there was a twitch in his heart.

These words, I have never told him, and the child who seems innocent and ignorant on the surface is actually growing up slowly, and unconsciously, the child also has something on his mind......

"It's... Miss has to stay somewhere, coaxing doesn't work......" Xiao Yanyang not only looks very similar to Long Jinyu, but even his stubborn personality is the same. It's useless to persuade anyone to persuade what you believe. Without waiting for Wu's mother to finish speaking, the man walked to the backyard.

In the greenhouse in the backyard, the magnolia flowers bloomed and fell, and only the branches still had a faint fragrance.

The door of the conservatory was not closed, and before he stepped into the conservatory, a petite figure was reflected in the man's ink eyes.

When Yan Beiquan went in, the little guy had fallen asleep for some time. There were tears faintly hanging on the immature little face, and the petite body was lying on the table in the conservatory, and the little head was tilted to the side, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Sir......" Hearing the movement, Li'er, who was playing with Mulan, opened her mouth in a panic.

Ever since Yan Beiquan told her to get out five years ago, Li'er has been timid towards him. As soon as he saw Yan Beiquan, he felt chills all over his body, as if this man would eat people.

"Let's all go down!" With a wave of his hand, Yan Beiquan sent them down. The steps were very light and light, and he slowly approached the sleeping little figure.

"The little girl is not afraid of catching a cold!" The low voice seemed to be talking to herself, Yan Beiquan stretched out his hand and gently hugged the child, the coldness in his eyes gradually subsided, replaced by pity and tenderness.

"Daddy...... You're back......" opened his eyes dimly, and the little one didn't seem to wake up, and his voice was glutinous.

"Well, the little girl doesn't sleep in the room, and she is not afraid of catching a cold here?" The low voice was doting, Yan Beiquan held up the little body and walked out of the warm house with his arms.

"Dad, I dreamed of my mother, but I can't see her face clearly......" The immature children's voice was serious word by word, and Xiao Yan Yang's words, Yan Beiquan couldn't answer for a while.

"Are you dreaming?" Dad will take you back to your room to sleep, and you'll talk about these things when you wake up, okay?"

But now that Long Jinyu is back, there are some things that it is time to tell the child.

"Good. Obediently, Yan Yang imprinted a kiss on the man's handsome face, and then wrapped his two little arms around his father's neck, smiling very happily.

"Niu Niu, close your eyes and sleep, if you have anything to say tomorrow-" If it weren't for his daughter, Yan Beiquan would almost never be so approachable. For this child, he was full of guilt, he knew that Xiao Yanyang missed his mother, and he also knew that she was curious about where her mother was.

However, he is too busy, and sensible children never chase after him to ask these questions, and when he has a heart, he only hides it in his young heart.

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