Yan Yunqing planned to leave, but she was thunderous and vigorous. She went to say goodbye to Wudian the night before. Wudian sat cross-legged on the cushion, her old eyes half-closed and half-opened. After a long time, she said,

"Some words are useless to say too much. You... just take care of yourself!"

Yan Yunqing was seen by the old Taoist priest and knew that he had seen what the father and son had planned, and immediately bowed to Wudian to the end.

"Twelve, no... the real person knows how to do things. Guangling dares to do things. Although there is helplessness in this matter, it is indeed Guangling's wish in his life. It is not for the sake of power and profit. He is always worried that his family and country will decline and his ancestors will be shamed, and he wishes that he can replace him. Now Guangling wants to replace him with himself. If the real person is punished, Guangling will take it with his strength!"

Wudian closed his eyes and sighed, waved his hands,

"Let's go! You're a good father!"

Yan Yunqing bowed to the end again before turning around and leaving the door.

When the morning was dark the next morning, the people were ready to set off. Mu Hongluan hugged the ugly slave who was still asleep. Yan Yunqing looked at the little face that was exposed and was reluctant to leave. The little eyes were narrowed, and the long eyelashes were as thick and dense as two brushes. It trembled slightly with the breath, making people's heart soft into a pool of water. The little mouth was pink and there was a small bubble next to the corner of his mouth. He loved and sympathized with people and couldn't bear to let go. He hugged his grandson and kissed him again. The ugly slave, who kissed him, moved his little hands and barely opened his eyes to look at him. His eyes were covered with eyeballs, and he looked at Yan Yunqing even more sadly.

"Little Guaiguai, when you see you again, you must be able to run or jump!"

After saying that, he kissed again. He smelled the milk scent of his grandson and became more reluctant to leave. He couldn't help but say to Mu Hongluan,

"It's better to Changzhen take his ugly slave back to Lin'an with his father-in-law. Lanzhou is really desolate. Staying here will make you bother with your mother and son!"

Yan Qisheng heard this and even the hair on the back of his neck stood up. He came over with a cold face and hugged his son.

"It's getting late, so Daddy should go on the road quickly! Don't miss the night!"

Yan Yunqing reluctantly glanced at her grandson, then glared at her son.

"I don't know how to understand me!"

Yan Qisheng still said with a cold face,

"Dad went back to Lin'an, and there was still a Erlang at home! You go back and bring him!"

If you want to hug your son, don’t rob him of your son! Not only do you want to rob your son, but the company commander also needs to rob him of him. Daddy should leave earlier!

The little brat is becoming more and more unfilial now! I don’t feel sorry for my own loneliness and desolation, and I want my grandson to accompany me!

My father is not considerate of his son. His son is hard and tired from being here, and he misses his wife. After finally Changzhen and the Chou Nu came to accompany me, how could he take them and their mother and son back? Will they be dying of hardship when they go back?

The father and son glared at me, I glared at you, and finally Yan Yunqing turned back to her horse, and finally she couldn't help but turn her head to Mu Hongluan and said,

"Good boy, following Changqing here will make you suffer. I will wait a few months to stay for the ugly slave for one year, and then take him back to Lin'an!"

Yan Qisheng rolled his eyes and went over and beat the stocks hard.

"Dad, the journey is smooth!"

The horse neighed lowly, let go of its four hooves and ran forward. Yan Yunqing turned around unwillingly, scolded and led the way.

The young couple saw Yan Yunqing and the team left all the way, and then they turned back to the mansion.

Yan Qisheng lowered his head and kissed his son's little face, and said with a sigh of relief,

"Luckily, I really didn't respond to my father!"

He was really afraid that Changzhen would follow his father back. If Changhan was going to leave here, he wouldn't be able to stop him. He just missed his wife and his son. He was really afraid that he would not be able to help but lead his troops back to Lin'an.

Mu Hongluan smiled with her lips pursed,

"Don't worry, where you are... where we mother and son are!"

The young couple took their son back to the house. Seeing Mu Hongluan carefully put his son on the bed, Yan Qisheng's eyes swept over his wife's slender waist. This time Changzhen gave birth, he was much weaker. During the confinement period, an old Taoist priest tried every means to treat Changzhen, but his face turned rosy and his waist was recovered a lot due to her diligent practice.

Only... the next one is similar to before, but one is much plumper than before. When Yan Qisheng saw that place, he couldn't help but feel his throat dry. He went over and hugged her slender waist from behind, pinched her hard and said with a smile.

"I see, those women who give birth are mostly thick and thick, so why don't they look like this?"

Mu Hongluan replied with a smile,

"After all, I am a martial arts practitioner. After giving birth, I can recover after a little practice!"

While talking, I lowered my head but saw my husband's hand moving upwards, blowing behind her ears.

"It's okay to have a thin waist, so you don't need to recover from this place!"

Mu Hongluan turned around and said angrily,

"The ugly slave is here!"

Yan Qisheng looked at his son who was sleeping soundly.

"Don't worry! Let's speak softly, we won't wake him up..."

He has been vegetarian for more than a year, and now he can eat meat, so he naturally has a "grown appetite". He wants to eat enough in one go!

He thought well, how could his son be willing to make him happy? In just half an hour, the little ancestor burst into tears. He turned over and pulled over the bed tent to see his son. He saw his little hands and feet dancing around, and his mouth was open and he cried loudly.

"What should this little ancestor do?"

Mu Hongluan got up and touched her son.

"This is peeing!"

The two of them looked very uncomfortable and asked the girls to come in to serve them, so Mu Hongluan taught Yan Qisheng to serve his son in a hurry and change his dirty clothes. He then carried his son to his arms to breastfeed. The ugly slave's body was dry, and his hungry little belly was filled with something. He looked very comfortable. He stretched out his hands to support him, and sucked his little mouth hard.

Yan Qisheng sat aside and watched, jealous, envious and envious, and suddenly realized...

After eating, the stinky brat even glanced at him with his eyes and protected him with his hands, looking like he was afraid that he would come and rob. He couldn't help but feel even more frustrated.

"Boy, how arrogant are you! You stole me!"

Mu Hongluan's face turned red when she heard this, and she spat gently at him.

"Ph! What nonsense is said in front of the child!"

Yan Qisheng cares nothing about the word,

"He is so big, what do you know!"

Mu Hongluan said in her heart,

"This kid is more than a little bit big!"

I just can't tell him clearly, and I still say angrily,

"You said it smoothly, and you will not know any taboos in front of him in the future. Let him learn it. Do you think I will forgive you!"

Yan Qisheng laughed and helped his wife to adjust his sons, while responding,

"I'll be careful in the future!"

As he spoke, he saw his son glance at him again, and he snorted and glared at him, but unexpectedly, his son ignored him when he closed his eyes and tried his best to do his little mouth...

"Stupid brat!"

In this way, Mu Hongluan was raising her son at home while practicing martial arts and restoring her body under the guidance of the dinosaur. When the ugly slave could sit steadily on the bed, the northwest smoke was rolling from afar on the Lanzhou border. The sentry immediately shouted and rushed down the watchtower.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The bell of the alarm spread throughout the border in just a moment. All the people in Lanzhou City heard it. The streets suddenly became chaotic, and soon soldiers wearing armor came out in line.

"Send the order of the general. If the enemy is invading! If the enemy is invading! The whole city is in caution! All the city is in caution! All the residents in the city should not move around wantonly, and all people outside the city will drive away! If there is any violation of their order, kill them on the spot and there must be no mistakes!"

When the alarm bell rang on the city tower, Mu Hongluan had already sent Yang Daqiang outside to inquire. Soon Yang Daqiang came back and reported,

"My cousin, the streets outside have been martial law. Just now, the prince's cousin and his wife sent a letter back, saying that they had already ordered the entire army to prepare for war and could not leave the military camp without leaving the barracks. You can stay at home and not worry!"

Mu Hongluan nodded when she heard the news and ordered,

"Close the door tightly, and do not walk outside except for daily purchases!"

"yes!"

Everyone nodded and responded. Sure enough, they closed the mansion gate. In less than half a day, they heard the shouts of killing outside the city, but it turned out that the Xixia people were sieging the city!

This Lanzhou City is not as easy to defend and difficult to attack than Taiyuan City. Although Lanzhou City is a border city, there is no water outside the city. It only relies on one and a half feet to defend the enemy. It is not easy to defend the city. As the sound of attacking the city outside, Green Embroidery was a little worried.

"Madam, how could this Xixia man say that he would commit crimes at the same time? He didn't see anyone telling a war letter!"

Zi Yuan was also worried about Zhu Guangwu. She thought that he must have gone to the battlefield with the prince, but she didn't know what was going on now?

Chunya and several other girls were even more unsuccessful, and their faces changed because of fear. Mu Hongluan heard the movements outside and smiled slightly,

"This war is not like a fight between street gangsters. They rush up and finish the battle. If the Xixia people really want to attack the city, they must be tempted in the first round and send a group of troops to attack for one round. If they cannot break the defense, they will retreat. General Han has many years of experience in defending the border and facing the enemy. Don't worry! There will be nothing wrong!"

Everyone had always believed her and felt relieved after hearing what she said.

As expected, the shouts of killing on the top of the city gradually stopped, and everyone was filled with joy.

"The Xixia people ran away! The Xixia people ran away!"

Mu Hongluan shook her head,

"If they want to raise troops, they will not run away just by fighting like this!"

But I sent someone to inquire.

I went to find no diarrhea myself. The old Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged in the room and meditating and breathing. Changsi was there and heard the shouts of killing outside. He was so itchy that he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. He was immediately happy when he saw her coming.

"Senior Sister!"

Mu Hongluan smiled at him and came in to salute,

"Master!"

The old Taoist priest opened his eyes slightly and looked at her.

"You finally dare to come to see me!"

Mu Hongluan smiled guiltily,

"Where is the master saying, why don't my disciple dare to come to see you!"

"Hmph! You came to see me today, but are you worried about Evergreen?"

Mu Hongluan shook her head,

"The apprentice knows Changqing's skills very well. He can't stand this trick, so he..."

Then he should clean up his ambitions earlier!

"The apprentice is just a little surprised why the Xixia people came to attack the border again!"
Chapter completed!