"This girl, now her character has improved, but she is also getting rid of it, which is really unnerving."
Shangguan reprimanded in a gentle voice. Although the words were blaming, the gentle tone didn't mean a trace of blaming.
"When the child is older, don't have to worry about so much. I have my responsibility when the song becomes the way it is now. Blame me for not being with you and almost losing your mother and daughter."
Thinking of Shangguan Wanruo's poisoning and Ming Jiuge falling into the water, Ming Luanfeng felt a little breathless, and held Shangguan Wanruo's hands tightly.
"My okay master, we never blamed you."
Shangguan calmly said.
"Now there are only you and me. Don't call me the master. Let's just call me Luanfeng. I still like you to call me like this."
Mingluanfeng's tone is with rare tenderness.
Shangguan Wanruo's cheeks are reddish.
"When you are young? The children are so old, don't be serious."
Ming Luanfeng: "What if the child is so old, you and I have been together for so many years, and counted as the days together, it is no different from a newly married couple."
As soon as she said this, Shangguan Wanruo's face turned red, and she still screamed quietly.
"Luanfeng."
Mingluan Peak's big hands squeezed again, and neither of them spoke for a while.
After a long time, Mingluanfeng sighed.
"When I go back this time, I will ask the emperor to see if I can reduce the expedition, and try my best to accompany you at home in the future."
Shangguan Wanruo was a little surprised at the decision Mingluanfeng had made.
As a husband and wife, she knows what kind of person Mingluanfeng is. She once suspected that even when her hair turned gray, Mingluanfeng would still want to go to the battlefield.
But now this kind of thought is born, which makes it difficult for Shangguan Wan to think about it.
"What's wrong? Did something happen?"
Her first reaction was that something went wrong.
"Nothing, don't worry, just want to spend more time with you, don't worry, it's fine."
Ming Luanfeng's attitude is obviously that he doesn't want to be the same as Shangguan.
Shangguan Wanruo can only resist doubts.
"That's fine, what about the youth war? I know you are doing it for his good, but that kid has never liked to go to the battlefield, and he doesn't like to do things like fighting and killing. When I came back this time, I saw that his character was dull.
Many, although many times he still smiles, but I can see that there is no smile in his eyes. "
As a mother, Shangguan Wanruo loves Ming Qingzhan the most, especially after seeing Ming Qingzhan become like this.
Mingluanfeng pondered for a while.
"I know, I will think about it again."
This time, Mingluanfeng did not directly dismiss Shangguan Wanruo's words.
Shangguan Wanruo smiled, she understood Mingluanfeng, and every time Mingluanfeng gave such an answer, it showed that there was still room for turning point in this matter.
"Then go quickly, don't let the children wait for a long time."
…
Ming Jiuge and Ming Qingzhan, who reached the top of the mountain first, waited for a while before they came to Mingluan Peak and Shangguan Wanruo.
"Ah, it's so beautiful here."
When he walked to the pavilion, Shangguan Wanruo, who could see the scenery below, let out an exclamation.
There are mountains and rivers on top of each other, and there are tenacious pines and cypresses growing on the cliffs. From this angle, you can't see anything below, because there are clouds under your feet, and the distance is covered in silver.
Such an illusory environment, the beauty does not seem to be in the world, and the faint clouds seem to be able to touch it as soon as you reach out.
The heavy snow that had fallen all night and the whole morning finally gradually stopped.
Ming Jiuge: "Yes, not only is it beautiful, but the air is much fresher."
"It's a pity that it's cold, so I can't stay longer, otherwise it would be nice to drink tea on this cliff."
Shangguan Wanruo said with some regret.
Ming Qingzhan smiled mysteriously.
"Who said no? Since you are here, you must have a good time. If you have regrets, what is the fun?"
Upon hearing this, the three knew that Ming Qingzhan had an idea.
Ming Luanfeng: "You kid, you deliberately separated from me in the morning and the morning exercises weren't because you came out to find these things, right?"
"Of course, I am not wrong, let's go, I will take you to a good place."
…
After another quarter of an hour's journey, the four came to the front of a small wooden house.
This small wooden house was built on the cliff, surrounded by a large area in front of it, planted with fruits and vegetables, only surrounded by a simple fence.
"There is no master."
Ming Qingzhan shouted while standing in front of the fence gate.
The door of the cabin was then pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a gray robe came out, followed by a
A five or six-year-old monk who walked staggeringly.
"coming."
Kong Wu opened the fence gate and smiled at Ming Qingzhan.
"Well, I'm harassing again, this is my father, mother and sister."
"Hello donors."
"Good master."
"This mountain is not short. You are tired from the long journey. Come in and sit down. It's strangely cold outside."
Entertain a few people without enthusiasm.
"Master, there is a visitor, is it going to be good for noon?"
The little monk followed Wu Wu with an expression of salivation.
"I think about eating all day, do your homework, or I will scold you again when I look back!"
Void knocked on the bright head of the little monk.
"Oh, just go and beat people again."
The little monk covered his head in pain, mumbled and walked away.
"Just kidding everyone, Kongchan is still young and very playful."
Ming Luanfeng: "It's okay, children are like this, but it's naive."
"If you don't mind, come sit down and I will pour you tea."
Wu Wu led a few people to sit down, and then went to the back to make hot tea.
"Big brother, you can, this morning, have you mixed up with acquaintances at Wuwang Temple?"
Ming Jiuge hit Ming Qingzhan with his arm, jokingly.
"That is, your eldest brother, I am very good."
"But why didn't this master live in the temple, living alone on this cliff?"
Shangguan said in confusion.
Ming Luanfeng: "It's probably because of different cultivation methods."
"What this donor said is that there are more than 100 people in our Wuwang Temple from top to bottom, branched by font size, and each has its own cultivation method. As long as they don't go astray, everyone will not interfere with each other. "
At this time, Wu Wu came out holding the teapot, smiled and took the words of Mingluan Peak.
"Come on, try this tea. I have grown it myself. This year's new tea."
"The tea that can grow on the cliffs is definitely not an ordinary product. You must have a good taste."
Ming Luanfeng smiled.
Nothing: "Excessive reputation."
After a few implicit sentences, Kong Wu dropped his gaze on Ming Jiuge.
"Little brother, how do you call this sister?"
"She calls Ming Jiuge, and the master can just call her Jiuge."
Ming Jiuge nodded to Wu Wu.
(End of this chapter)