Yang Jian held a grand welcoming ceremony to welcome the officers and men of the three armed forces who had returned from the counterinsurgency. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wei Chi was overwhelmed, and he had cleared all the obstacles and could begin to prepare for the enthronement ceremony. He was full of ambition, his heart was comfortable, and he was more enthusiastic about the soldiers of the three armies who helped him conquer the world.

When he was slightly drunk, Yang Jian realized that there was one less person at his celebration banquet.

"East ...... What about Zhang Zixiang?" Yang Jian pulled Yang Shuang aside in the middle of the banquet and asked in a low voice.

"Oh, as soon as he comes back, he will go home to see his wife. Count the days, and it's time to give birth. Yang Shuang had drunk a little too much just now, and now he was not sober, and said with drunken eyes, "After a few months of separation, he is also anxious." Haha!"

"I was just about to ask you about this!" Yang Jian looked around, and saw that everyone was only concerned about the banquet and no one was paying attention, so he asked in Yang Shuang's ear in a low voice, "If you follow your plan, he will return to the fairy world in the end." Is it really okay to marry a wife and have children in the mortal world?"

A hint of gloom flashed in Yang Shuang's eyes, shook his head, and said, "In the future, he will gain a lot and lose more." This path was chosen by him, but it was not chosen by Zhang Zixiang. I can't bear that tragic fate for him, at least for now, I want to make him happy. ”

Yang Jian didn't seem to understand, and then he thought of something again, and then asked, "The Holy Sect has placed two more people around me, how to deal with it?"

Yang Shuang sneered: "They are really not idle! The old rule is that those who can be subdued will be subdued for their own use, and those who can't be subdued will be killed directly, which is better than them making small moves behind their backs." ”

Yang Jian nodded thoughtfully and remained silent.

In fact, he had long suspected that Yang Shuang had bad intentions for mixing into the Holy Sect, but more than a year ago, Yang Shuang directly admitted to him that he had come to destroy the Holy Sect, and Yang Jian still looked a little dignified. After a long period of mental struggle, Yang Jian accepted this reality. However, now hearing Yang Shuang's betrayal declaration so lightly, Yang Jian still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. After all, his ancestors, as a member of the Feather Forest Warriors, were also born and died for the Holy Sect. He, as a descendant, always turned around to fight against the Holy Sect, and it was always a little unpleasant.

However, he and Yang Shuang are already in the same boat. Now even if Yang Shuang wants to get off the boat, Yang Jian will not let go easily. He knew how powerful Yang Shuang was, if Yang Shuang raised another prince to compete with him for the throne, what would he do?

Yang Jian shook his head, throwing aside the cranky thoughts in his mind.

It's useless to think about it, and now he can't go back. In this life, you can either be a saint of the ages or a rebellious minister and thief, there is no second way to choose!

"Daddy!" a crisp cry called Yang Jian back from his troubles.

Yang Jian turned his head and saw that it was his second son Yang Guang, who was only eleven years old.

Over the years, he has been busy seizing power and neglecting the family's education, which has made his eldest son Yang Yong more and more rebellious, lascivious, extravagant and extravagant, and not like himself at all. The princess Yuan who he chose for him was not favored by him, but fell in love with the daughter of a petty official Yun Dingxing, and mixed oil in honey all day long, causing Yuan to always run to Jia Luo to cry. After talking to Yang Yong a few times, he didn't listen, but deliberately went against him and insisted on helping the Yun clan to the throne. Because of this, the father and son had a very unpleasant quarrel.

The second son Yang Guang is different, he is most similar to himself, smart and understanding, every time he has a conflict with his eldest son, he mediates in it, which can be regarded as a brother and a brother. Alas, it is a pity that he was born too late, and if he was the firstborn, it would be fine.

"Ah Ying (Yang Guang's nickname), are you here to play with your father?" Yang Jian picked up little Yang Guang with a pleasant face, put him on his lap, and teased the nose of the villain in front of him with his beard.

"Ah sneeze-" Xiao Yang Guang pushed Yang Jian's beard away with his little hand dissatisfied, "Daddy is bad! I know that Ah Ying hates touching her nose the most, and she always plays like this!"

"Hahaha......" Yang Jian was amused by Yang Guang's reaction, and the slight boredom of Shicai also eased a lot.

Xiao Yangguang said in a milky voice: "It was my mother who asked Ah Ying to come, and my mother said that my father is not in good health and can't drink too much wine." ”

"Aha!" Yang Jian smiled awkwardly, Jia Luo was still as verbose as before, and he was not allowed to drink more on a good day today.

However, his heart is still warm, he has been married for many years, just like at the beginning, in such days, only Jia Luo is still thinking about his body.

A burning longing surged into Yang Jian's heart, and he was now extremely eager to see Dugu Jialuo again.

"A-Ying, let's go. Let's go find my mother. Yang Jian hugged Xiao Yang Guang, and after confessing to everyone, he hurriedly left the table.

Yang Shuang, who was left aside, gently echoed the wine in the wine glass, and his eyes kept staring at Xiao Yang Guang in Yang Jian's arms, the meaning was unknown.

Suddenly, Yang Shuang laughed, raised his head, and drank the wine in the cup.

"The so-called damnation is so ......"

Yang Jian hurriedly left the table to reunite with his family. On the other side, there is also a small family comforting the pain of lovesickness after a long absence.

As soon as Zhang Zixiang returned to Chang'an, he said hello to Yang Shuang and hurried to find Bu Feiyan.

Lanruo Temple is still the same Lanruo Temple, but it is a little different.

Bu Feiyan grew up as a demon in Lanruo Temple, and he was used to living there, and he didn't want to move places.

Zhang Zixiang had no choice but to renovate the already dilapidated Lanruo Temple. Although it is still the same appearance that people are not close to, at least it can live in people.

I don't know if it's because I'm close to home, or I don't know what to say when I see a pregnant lady, Zhang Zixiang stopped there after he arrived at Lanruo Temple, hesitated, wandered, but didn't dare to push open the door and walk in.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Zixiang finally mustered up the courage to push the door, but the door opened by itself before Zhang Zixiang pushed it open.

Caught off guard, Zhang Zixiang and Bu Feiyan took a look.

"Fly...... I ...... I...... You...... Hello!" Zhang Zixiang embarrassedly withdrew the hand that stretched out to push the door, and his nervousness turned into a stutter.

Bu Feiyan was also startled at first, and when he saw Zhang Zixiang's helpless appearance, he let out a "poof" and was amused by him again.

"Welcome home, husband!" Bu Feiyan raised his eyes and stepped forward to help Zhang Zixiang wipe the sweat from his forehead due to nervousness.

"Well, I'm back. Zhang Zixiang grabbed Bu Feiyan's little hand and put it between his lips and kissed it affectionately.

"Ouch!" Bu Feiyan suddenly screamed in pain.

Zhang Zixiang hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Bu Feiyan blushed and whispered, "The kid is jealous!" He kicked me just now. ”

Zhang Zixiang couldn't cry or laugh, squatted down, put his mouth on Bu Feiyan's stomach, which had already stood up, and kissed it.

"Good baby, daddy will give you a kiss too!"

Bu Feiyan angrily raised his slap and slapped Zhang Zixiang's head: "How old are you, and you are still not serious!"

"Ouch! it hurts!" Zhang Zixiang immediately hugged his head and cried out in pain.

"It doesn't matter, right? I obviously didn't have any strength just now!How could it hurt?" Bu Feiyan was in a hurry, and pulled Zhang Zixiang to rub his head, but what he saw was a face with a wicked smile.

"Trick me again, ignore you!" Bu Feiyan pretended to be angry, turned his head and left, but was stopped by Zhang Zixiang anxiously.

Seeing that Zhang Zixiang was starting to be anxious, Bu Feiyan laughed again.

Zhang Zixiang also reacted at this time, and couldn't help but feel funny.

The two glanced at each other, and the affection between each other's hearts slowly merged into one in this laughter......