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This not only made He Ying's mother and 'daughter' very embarrassed, but even the old lady on the side felt embarrassed.

After all, He Ying's mother and 'daughter' were taken care of and maintained by the old lady before.

After the greetings of the people in the 'flower' hall were finished, it was finally the turn of He Dalang, who was still kneeling on the ground.

He Changqi hadn't seen his father for a long time, and he also missed him tightly, but his father snubbed him, and he also understood that it was his own reason.

Jing Anbo's eyes swept to this uncompetitive son, and he was really angry, and he ordered in a deep voice: "Follow me to the big study." ”

Only then did He Changqi get up and bow his head and follow behind Jing Anbo, and walked out of Qingyun Hall in silence.

Jing Anbo is back, and the entire Jing'an Bo Mansion is filled with a layer of joy.

The news soon spread to Mrs. Jing Anbo's yard, and Mrs. Jing Anbo wanted to get up immediately and go to the front yard to visit her husband who had not seen her husband for several years, regardless of her ill body.

Fortunately, he was persuaded by He Changdi and his wife, otherwise, Mrs. Jing Anbo would really ignore it.

In the evening, the family had a reunion dinner together in the 'flower' hall in the front yard.

He Erlang also returned home early today.

Jing'anbo Mansion is even more lively than during the New Year, and the dinner at night was personally made by Chu Lian with the big girl beside him.

There are fragrant Dongpo 'meat', chili stir-fried beef 'meat', dry pot cabbage, boiled fish, duck pot...... There are a total of more than a dozen dishes, all of which Jing Anbo has never eaten in Mingzhou.

After the meal, he couldn't help but admire the craftsmanship of this third daughter-in-law.

Because of a satisfying reunion dinner, Jing Anbo's mood was much better during the day because of He Dalang's affairs.

In the evening, Jing Anbo took his two little grandchildren and his wife Jing Anbo back to the courtyard.

In the main house of Mrs. Jing Anbo's courtyard, the subordinates retreated at this time, leaving only Jing Anbo and his wife, and the two children were also taken down to sleep by the 'milk' mother.

Jing Anbo took his wife's hand and sat at the table, the husband and wife have a good relationship, they haven't seen each other for a few years, they miss it very much, and the two have a belly to say at this time.

Jing Anbo is most concerned about his wife's body.

Although he had received a letter from He Changdi before saying that his wife's illness had been cured, he was still not at ease if he didn't see it with his own eyes.

Now that he saw his wife, who had been in bed for many years and had a haggard face, standing in front of him with a ruddy and healthy face, he couldn't mention how happy he was.

Jing Anbo, a burly middle-aged general, had his eyes red for a while, and he held his old wife's hand, "Peiwen, you are finally well." ”

Mrs. Liu also laughed, "Yes, okay, now thinking about the days of being in bed before, it's like a dream." ”

"Tell me who is the Miao Divine Doctor who healed you?"

Jing Anbo probably knew how his wife's illness was cured, but he didn't know the details.

Mrs. Jing Anbo expected him to ask in the early morning, so she told him everything about the process.

Half an hour later, Mrs. Jing An Bo finished speaking, she looked at her husband with a smile, "I'm afraid God is reluctant to let me lie on the 'bed', tell me to get better early, and wait until you go home!"

Jing Anbo nodded with a smile, he sighed, "The third daughter-in-law is really the lucky star of our He family, if it weren't for her, Doctor Miao wouldn't be willing to live in our house, and specialize in 'door' to recuperate for you." Although her mother is old and a little confused, the marriage she asked for for Saburo is a lucky star. Tomorrow I will go and thank Dr. Miao in person. ”

Mrs. Jing Anbo nodded, "It's time to go and thank Doctor Miao in person." ”

Then she seemed to think of something again, and laughed, "Husband, when you say that, it's true, since San Lang's daughter-in-law 'wife' married into our uncle's mansion, San Lang is getting better and better day by day." Now that he is the Hou Ye, is this child born with a prosperous life?"

Jing Anbo laughed heartily, and after laughing, he reminded his wife, "We just joke about this kind of thing in our own room, what kind of luck in the palace can't be 'messy' outside, this kind of thing is the most unreliable." ”

As soon as Jing Anbo came back, Mrs. Jing Anbo found the backbone, and the person became more sober, and she hurriedly said: "I can save it." ”

The two drank a cup of tea, Jing Anbo saw that his wife looked at him and stopped talking, and he had guessed what his wife wanted to say, he sighed slightly, "Da Lang's child is loyal and affectionate, and it is not all his fault that he has come to this point with the Zou family, the two have now reconciled, don't think about it too much, look forward to everything." As for the child of He Ying's family, don't worry, as long as I am here, I will never agree to the marriage of the two of them. Even if Da Lang remarries, he will marry a girl with good 'sex'. Otherwise, it is Sister Lin and Sister An who will suffer. ”

Liu didn't expect her husband to think so clearly, and she was immediately relieved.

She leaned closer to her husband, and the tense heartstrings of so many days were finally loosened.

Today is the fifteenth, and there is a full moon hanging outside, exuding the brilliance of Qingyue, and the moonlight spills in through the half-open window, illuminating a small area in front of the couch.

The old couple looked up at the bright moon outside the window, and there was really a sense of fulfillment at this moment.

When they felt the consummation of this moment, they didn't know that the Jing'anbo Mansion in the previous life would be ruined in two months.

At that time, Mrs. Jing Anbo died of an old illness, and the old lady was angry and sick because of the raid on the uncle's house, and then she was bedridden.

Jing Anbo was pressed to the entrance of the vegetable market and his head was cut off, and the three brothers of the He family were exiled to the north.

That nightmare seemed to be getting farther and farther away......

He Changdi stood by the window, looking at the moon in the sky, and the cool moonlight fell on He Sanlang, as if gilding him with a layer of silver light.

He stood with his hands in his hands, and the night breeze of the 'spring' season swept his cheeks, bringing up the strands of hair that fell from his temples, making him look like a fairy descending to earth.

Chu Lian was halfway asleep, she was awakened by thirst, and when she woke up, she found that the "stove" that she had been sleeping next to her was gone, she sat up in a daze, opened the gauze tent, and looked outside.

There was a small lamp with dim candles in the room, and Chu Lian could see He Changdi standing in front of the window at a glance.

She wondered why He Saburo stood in front of the window in the middle of the night, and he was still wearing so little, it was the 'spring' season, and it was still relatively cold at night.

She put on her pajamon shoes and got out of bed, fished out He Changdi's big from the side and walked to him, and put her feet on his shoulder.

"It's so late, why don't you sleep yet?" Chu Lian was still a little confused, and his voice was a little hoarse.

A pair of moist apricot eyes are not as cunning and clear as usual, hazy.

He Saburo felt a warmth on his shoulders, and the warmth seemed to be transmitted to his heart along his chest, making his cold heart beat rapidly.

He suddenly stretched out his long arm and took Chu Lian into his arms, leaned down slightly, and asked softly, "Why are you awake?"

This little 'girl' sleeps so weekdays that the earth can't wake her up.

Chu Lian hadn't fully awakened yet, her eyes were a little unable to open, she simply leaned on He Changdi, buried her head in his 'chest', and said vaguely: "I woke up with thirst and found that you were not on the 'bed', so I got out of the 'bed' to find you." ”

He Saburo lowered his eyes and saw that Chu Lian's little head was in his arms little by little, and he was about to fall asleep, so he curled the corners of his mouth helplessly, and the negative emotions just now were suddenly swept away because of his wife's cute appearance.

He helplessly lowered his head and 'kissed' the top of Chu Lian's hair.

"Sleepy so soon?"

Chu Lian's consciousness was no longer sober, and his arms subconsciously tightened He Saburo's narrow waist, "sleepy ......"

He Saburo laughed, "Didn't you want to get up and drink water?"

When the words came out, he found that Chu Lian had fallen asleep holding his waist.

This little trouble is 'fine'.

He Changdi was sweet and helpless in his heart.

Looking at the petite 'girl' snuggled in his arms, he only felt like he was raising a 'girl' who liked to be spoiled.

He Changdi was slightly short, he pulled Chu Lian's slender arms around his waist, and then wrapped his arms around his neck, and he held Chu Lian's 'straight' buttocks with his two big palms, and held her whole person in his arms like a child......

Chu Lian leaned on his 'chest', not knowing his current state at all.

He Changdi took out a free hand and pinched her sleeping red cheeks, turned around and walked to the 'bed', put her in the 'bed', and covered her with a quilt to prevent her from getting cold.

At this time, he did not go to sleep directly with the lights out, but walked to the table, got half a cup of hot water on the small red clay stove next to him, mixed it with cold boiled water and mixed it into warm water.

He returned to the 'bed' with a tea cup filled with warm water, took a sip of it himself, and fed it to Chu Lian.

Chu Lian, who was asleep, subconsciously swallowed the warm water in her mouth, and unconsciously 'licked' her lips, and her action suddenly made He Changdi's eyes deepen.

He Changdi took a deep breath, turned around, put the tea cup in his hand on the side of the small table, and sat on the side of the 'bed' for a while, then lay down next to Chu Lian again, and with a long arm, he took Chu Lian into his arms.

Smelling the familiar fragrance in his arms, He Changdi's chaotic thoughts were slowly smoothed out.

Although the fate of Jing'anbo Mansion in this life has been rewritten, many things have been avoided by him, and a good situation has been created for himself, but he can't help but worry and think nonsense.

He was worried that it would not be a sweet dream, and when he woke up, he was still facing the cruelty of his previous life.

It wasn't until he really held Chu Lian in his arms and felt the real existence of her that He Changdi could be sure that everything was true now.

After the anxious mood was calmed down, the sleepiness slowly came.

In a side room in Qinghui Hall, it was late at night, but Mu Xiang couldn't sleep at all.

The 'doors' and windows of the wing room are closed tightly, and there is no light to see.

There was not a single candle or lamp lit in the room, and it was pitch black.

In this place where he couldn't see his five fingers, Mu Xiang sat on the edge of the 'bed', like a black shadow that existed silently, making people frightened to see it.

She sat on the edge of the 'bed' in a daze, and she couldn't believe that Jing Amber would come back early.

Obviously it wasn't like this in the previous life!

As soon as Jing Anbo came back, the situation in the entire Jing'an Bo Mansion was 'chaotic', and it was almost impossible for her to achieve her goals through Lao Taijun and He Ying's mother and daughter.

She bit her lip and cursed Jing Anbo secretly.

In places where the light does not shine, her eyes are 'yin' and vicious.

She hatefully clutched the brocade futon under her, gritted her teeth and swore that no matter what kind of means she used, she would get what she wanted.

Early the next morning, Jing Anbo went to the palace with He Changjue and He Changdi.

He had just returned to Beijing, and he first had to attend the Great Dynasty Meeting, and then he went to the Ministry of War to step down and move the 'handover' of the Tiger Talisman, etc., in fact, there were many things.

Returning home in such a timely manner yesterday was just a busy day.

After Jing Anbo came back this time and 'handed over' the tiger talisman, he would receive an idle post and be raised in the Shengjing City Bofu, which is also the normal retirement method of most border generals, which is not surprising.

The Imperial Palace.

At this time, the Great Dynasty Meeting had ended, and Jing Anbo was summoned to the Qinzheng Hall alone to speak.

After all, Jing Anbo had just returned from Mingzhou, and he was a general who had guarded Mingzhou for many years, so it was not surprising that Emperor Chengping summoned him to talk alone.

Jing Anbo, who was dressed in a military general's uniform, was burly, and he stood in front of the 'door' of the Qinzheng Hall like a mountain, until the Duke of Wei, who was next to Emperor Chengping, came out to summon him, and Jing Anbo followed him into the Qinzheng Palace.

A light flashed in Jing Anbo's eyes, who bowed his head slightly, his eyebrows became more and more resolute, and finally took a deep breath, raised his head, looked straight ahead, and finally landed on the bright yellow figure above.

Although Emperor Chengping is almost the year of the Mandate of Heaven, he has not yet grown a beard, and the men of the Dawu Dynasty do not like to grow beards, and Emperor Chengping also followed this rule.

Emperor Chengping, who did not have a beard, looked five or six years younger than his actual age, and Emperor Chengping, who was nearly fifty years old, seemed to be in his early forties.

But standing in the hall was different.

Jing Anbo was obviously one year younger than Emperor Chengping, but his face was full of weather, and his jet-black hair was mixed with a few gray hairs, which made him a few years older.

The nasolabial folds on both sides of the mouth are obvious, and with the beard, at first glance, I think that Jing Anbo is more than ten years older than Emperor Chengping.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Emperor Chengping raised his head from the imperial case, and his eyes fell on Jing Anbo.

The indescribable feeling of the gaze is neither an appreciation of the courtiers, nor an admiration for the courtiers, nor is it trust and emotion.

In short, it makes people feel weird.

"He Yanwen, I haven't seen him for many years, don't come unharmed. Emperor Chengping suddenly laughed at the 'meat' without smiling at this sentence, which made Gonggong Wei, who had been serving him for many years, also shake.

Jing Anbo bowed his head and bowed slightly, and made a standard salute to Emperor Chengping.

"Zhennan General He Yanwen see the saint, long live the saint. ”

Emperor Chengping's voice cooled down in the next second, "Long live, He Yanwen, you don't give me this set, if you really treat me as long live in your heart, you wouldn't have done that thing in the first place!"

Jing Anbo smiled bitterly in his heart, sure enough, after so many years, the saint still can't forget that incident.

It's just that the past is gone, how can it be recovered.

Jing Anbo sighed in his heart, "If the saint still wants to blame, Weichen will be punished." ”

Emperor Chengping looked at him with such a look of oil and salt, and suddenly became furious, and the anger that had been suppressed in his 'chest' cavity for many years suddenly seemed to be detonated, making his whole face begin to distort.

Emperor Chengping raised his hand and smashed the priceless Cuijingtai Wanfu pattern teacup in his hand, and said angrily: "He Yanwen, don't think that I dare not give you death! If she hadn't interceded for you at the beginning, you would have been cut by me with a thousand knives!"

Jing Anbo lowered his eyes, his burly body was like a towering hill, firm and unyielding, which made people hate it.

"Wechen but dispose of it by the Holy One. ”