In Tianchen Continent, dark clouds surged. Dafeng Nation's undisguised big move affects the hearts of people all over the world. A long-lasting and huge gunpowder is about to be unveiled. Tianchen Continent has never completely stopped wars. The age of gunpowder is not uncommon.
After several days of preparations, the 800,000 troops of the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom marched westward from the Heavenly Dragon City. Ye Nu, who is already old, has not lost his pride in the past, and he does his part to personally take command, and his son Ye Wei naturally follows. In these years, Tianlong Kingdom's foreign wars have never been less, and the shadow of the Ye family cannot be less.
Long Huang'er personally sent the army ten miles away from Tianlong City, and then watched them go with all the civil and military officials. Everyone's heart is heavy. Because the result of this expedition will determine the future of Tianlong Kingdom, even life and death.
And as Ye Nu's lieutenant general, Zhuge Wuwu would naturally be missing. And Zhuge has no intention of going out to fight, so Zhuge Xiaoyu will definitely be by his side. At this time, she was dressed in silver armor, her willow eyebrows were condensed, her heroic spirit was overwhelming, and she looked forward with a pair of bright eyes that had become wise through tempering. Gale Country is at war. Bored at home every day, if she has nothing to do, she will think hard about some fantastic ideas that can win more with less, and win by surprise. Because she had understood a long time ago that the real confrontation between them and the Great Wind Nation would start sooner or later. Because of the changes in Kuishui Kingdom, the confrontation again is different from twenty years ago. At least, the opponent has an overwhelming force.
"General Zhuge, General Zhuge stay here for now!"
Not long after leaving Tianlong City, suddenly there was a shout from behind. Zhuge, who was at the tail of the army, turned his head inadvertently, and the person who called him had already galloped in front of him.
"General Zhuge, Ye Er of the Ye family, entrusted something to General Zhuge by order of my young master." After speaking, Ye Er took off a pair of paper rolls on his back, and presented them respectfully to Zhuge Wuxin with both hands. hands.
"Master Ye?" Zhuge Wuwu was full of doubts, but he took another look at Zhuge Xiaoyu, and found that when she heard the word "my son", her brows visibly twitched, and then she turned her face away, pretending to be something Didn't hear anything, didn't care about anything. He stretched out his hand to take it, and was about to inquire, but heard Ye Er hurriedly said: "My lord has something to say, this painting will be handed over to Ling Ai when General Zhuge is free. I will leave without delaying General Zhuge's schedule. I wish General Zhuge a triumphant return!" "
Salute to Zhuge Wuwu, Ye Er glanced at Zhuge Xiaoyu who was dressed as a soldier with intentional or unintentional eyes, and galloped away. The fact that Zhuge Xiaoyu has been going out with his father all these years has actually been an open secret that no one has revealed.
"Whoosh" a gust of wind blew by, Ye Er just walked not far, Zhuge Xiaoyu grabbed the paper scroll in Zhuge Wuwu's hand. Zhuge Wuxin stared, and then said with a half-smile: "Ahem, this Mr. Ye's thing..."
"Don't talk, don't interrupt, and don't ask, I want to see for myself!" Zhuge Xiaoyu glared back at him and snorted softly, but he didn't have time to worry about the fact that he was on the march and there were countless soldiers around, so he couldn't wait to take the road. The string was torn apart, and the paper roll was carefully and slowly unrolled. Her heart began to beat wildly, and she kept calling loudly in her heart: This is what he gave me, so he still remembered me, never forgot me...he really didn't forget me...
The scroll unfolded, and it was a painting, a painting of a young girl.
The girl in the painting is sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing light yellow clothes, half a beaded palace shoe is exposed under her feet, she has an exquisite figure, bright eyes and white teeth, but her delicate face is dotted with tears, although there are tears, However, the girl did not show any signs of crying, and there was a strong stubbornness in her pursed lips and tight brows. Zhuge Xiaoyu's gaze was fixed on the painting, and she remained motionless for a long time...
"Huh? Good girl, isn't this you. It seems that this should be the portrait that Mr. Ye drew for you."
"Hmm..."
The picture scroll was closed by Zhuge Xiaoyu, and she suddenly lowered her head in a daze just now, and her slender shoulders trembled violently. Although she was trying her best to endure, the crying sound still overflowed from her mouth, and the tears fell even more disappointingly, falling on the scroll and the horse's back.
Zhuge Wuwu hadn't seen his daughter cry for many years, and at this moment, under the sudden tears and cries, he panicked. He knew his daughter so well that she would never have shed a tear if it hadn't been terribly sad. He quickly comforted him: "My dear girl... don't cry, my dear girl, did Mr. Ye use this painting to annoy you again, or daddy, me... I..."
Zhuge didn't mean to "I" for a long time but couldn't find a reason, so he slapped himself on the forehead suddenly. Speaking of it, he really couldn't understand why a painting could make his daughter cry. Could there be another mystery in it
"He remembers me... he's telling me, he remembers me... this is how I cried in front of him three years ago, he drew so detailed... so detailed. I haven't seen him for three years, but I've been I remember his appearance. He has never seen me in the past three years... The me in the painting is exactly the same as the me three years ago. He is using this painting to tell me that he has always remembered me very deeply, not only never I have never forgotten it, and I will often think of it and miss it in my heart... "
Three years ago, the last time she saw him was when she was stung by Ye Wuchen's ruthless words, she walked out of Ye's house with great grievances and tears, and kicked the door back, with a stubborn face still dripping with tears. To him, I made a girlish vow to him... The girl on the screen was her at that time. The last time Ye Wuchen saw her was three years ago.
Zhuge Wuxin stared slightly, but his hanging heart finally let go. He chuckled and said, "Daughter, as a father, I always knew that Mr. Ye would not be a fickle person... After all, my daughter is so good, and she took the initiative to show her love. It would be strange if any man would not be willing. Okay, okay , you should be happy, don't cry."
Zhuge Xiaoyu turned a deaf ear, still crying in a kind of emotional release. Who can understand how many things have been suppressed in the heart of this young girl who never seems to know how to feel sad in the past three years. Ye Wuchen came back, but he never looked at her, how wronged she was. She didn't have the alluring looks of Ye Shuiyao and Hua Shuirou, and she always thought that Ye Wuchen didn't care about her at all. After returning three years later, I am afraid that he has completely forgotten her, and cannot remember the existence of such a person. She wanted to see him, but her stubbornness made her hold back. The girl's infatuated dream was broken three years ago and turned into fragments that could not be glued together. She went out with her father, and put all her attention on the marching formation, so she was diverting her heart.
Now, a painting by Ye Wuchen let her know that he has never forgotten her, but has always kept her in his heart... for three years, always. The emotion that had been suppressed for a long time and suddenly boiled up was released along with the tears she had accumulated for a long time...
"Daddy, let's go faster... I want to defeat the Great Wind Nation as soon as possible and come back soon..."
Zhuge Wuxin: "..."
Looking at the back of his daughter, he suddenly realized that his daughter had grown up at this moment. Because she didn't choose to turn around and go back, but still followed him to the west, knowing that this might be a desperate battle.
At the same time, Ye Wuchen had just woken up from his sleep, and it was already high in the sun. Ningxue beside him was still pillowed on his arm and did not wake up.
"They have already left Tianlong City." Ye Wuchen looked towards the west. Today, Ye Wei and Ye Nu left home to go west, and Wang Wenshu secretly wiped away tears in the past few days. This battle is different from the past. If you lose, you will be close to death. If you win, you don't know when you will be able to return, but this is a war that is destined to be unavoidable.
The movement of Dafeng Kingdom attracted the attention of all Tianlong citizens. The first emperor died, and the matter of the Lin family's rebellion was temporarily forgotten by them. The hidden truth has also become a permanent secret. The news of Ye Wuchen's blindness had not been spread for too long, and in the past few days, the rumor that his eyes were healed by the Sword God has spread again. Although he is "disabled" and deliberately silent, he rarely goes out on weekdays, but he was the one who killed the God of War at the beginning, and his legend has been spread in various forms for three years, and there are still too many people paying attention Follow his news. But no one would know that the demise of the Lin family, the death of Long Yin, and the rise of the empress were all due to his secret manipulation. His actions against the Lin family back then were not simply revenge, but the beginning of a series of grand schemes.
And the oath made by the queen when she took the throne also quickly traveled among the people. There are doubters, there are secretly ridicules, and most of them are admiration and applause. However, the turmoil of public opinion that should have been raging did not cause too much turmoil because of the queen's oath. If the greatest threat can really be defeated under the guidance of the empress, the people will not only have no discordant voices against the empress, but will only support her.
Beside him, Tong Xin lay there quietly like an ice doll, without the slightest sound. Ye Wuchen stretched out his hand, gently covered her face, and said in a warm voice: "Tongxin, rest well, and I will protect you in the future."
Ningxue was awakened by soft sounds and movements. She got up, rubbed her eyes half awake and half asleep, and asked in a daze, "Brother, is it late?"
Two white rays of light appeared on Ye Wuchen at the same time. Sichen appeared in Ye Wuchen's arms, let out a soft laugh, shrank his body into Ye Wuchen's arms. On his shoulder stood a smaller person, and a pleasant fragrance faintly emanated from her body.
"Sichen!" Ningxue's drowsiness disappeared without a trace. With a soft cry, she twisted her body and approached Sichen in Ye Wuchen's arms, and put her hand on her back as if she wanted to hug her. rise. When she saw Sichen for the first time, she was surprised by the way Sichen appeared, then stunned, and then loved—the kind of love that couldn't be put down.
"Ningxue... Auntie." Sichen waved at Ningxue, smiling sweetly on her immature face. The existence of Sichen is a secret in the Ye family, and only Ye Wuchen and Ningxue know about it. It's not that Ye Wuchen doesn't want to let the Ye family know, but he can't. Because now Sichen sleeps nine out of ten times every day, and when he sleeps, he must be in his body—just like Xiangxiang. So far, Ye Wuchen still doesn't understand what kind of secrets Sichen has. He could only search silently in silence.