Yuwen Qian looked at the frosty temples of his father, and his heart couldn't help but feel sore. Although he did not personally lead the army, the pressure on this battle was not necessarily lighter than those in front of the battle, and it would even be heavier.

In just over a month, his hair on his temples had a lot more white hair, and he looked like he was three or four years older than before.

After the father and son sat down, they asked for some information ahead. Knowing the thrilling battle, Emperor Mingyuan showed an even more serious expression.

He asked Lao Wu about his injuries again, and even asked him to unbutton his shirt and show him the wound.

Yuwen Jun was a little unwilling, but when he saw his father insisting on seeing, he had to take off his clothes in the palace, revealing the mottled new and old hatreds on his body. Emperor Mingyuan felt indescribable complexity and discomfort. Most of these injuries were obtained from the battlefield, but there were also injuries caused by assassination and assassination. The most terrifying thing was the new wound on his chest, because the wound had not healed and there was a centipede-like suture mark. Of course, several scars before also had such suture marks, but over time, they were not so shocking.

He remembered that when the Emperor was seriously ill, he was assassinated. At that time, the assassin confessed that he had found a killer who he deliberately made a show to frame the boss. He still believed it at the time. Now he was both sad and regretful when he thought about it. His son was his. What kind of temperament he was young? He knew best, as a father, how could he do such a thing?

After this battle, Emperor Mingyuan's determination of Lao Wu's ability reached a higher level, and he had no doubts anymore.

He ordered people to have meals with the prince.

Yuwenhao knew that his father was not willing to eat with others, which was a sign of absolute trust. He was not flattered, but felt that his father was a little different.

But this is great, and there will probably be no rift between father and son from now on.

While eating, Emperor Mingyuan did not let the palace servants serve him. The father and son were having dinner and chatting about family matters. After asking about the things on the battlefield, he stopped asking. In fact, he knew the general situation ahead, and asked the details. Now that he knew the details, there was no need to ask again. He always felt that every word he said was thrilling.

I couldn't help but talk about Yuan Qingling. Although I knew that her medical skills were good, I still praised her a few more words and even said a sour saying, "A good wife and man in the family will not suffer any misfortune. If he suffers any misfortune, there will be someone to protect him. I am very satisfied with this daughter-in-law."

Yuwenhao likes to hear people praise Lao Yuan the most, especially his father. He always seemed unruly before, but in fact he cared about his father's opinion of him.

But because of her temperament, she couldn't help but tease her father, "Is it because she gave birth to five big fat grandchildren for you?"

Emperor Mingyuan was not angry, and said with a smile: "I think that after she married you, she became harmonious with the royal relationship. Looking at all dynasties, have you ever seen such a harmonious royal sister-in-law?

It is really commendable that she can even make Mrs. Yao change her current life. Her value is far from giving birth to a grandson for me."

Yu Wenhao's eyes were bright and he became more and more happy when he heard it. His father was really good at speaking, and he could say a few more words, which made him feel overjoyed.

Emperor Mingyuan did not disappoint him, and gave the highest praise, "When you ascend the throne in the future, she will become the best queen."

Yu Wenhao smiled so hard that his mouth couldn't close, "That's it, that's it!"

He suddenly felt his mind and sighed: "I regret that my son was very reluctant to marry her that day, and he humiliated her very much on the wedding day. I really regret it. Now that I think about it, I feel so wronged."

Emperor Mingyuan obviously did not receive his words, so he only made him better to Yuan Qingling in the future. He paused and said, "As for the wedding, there is no need to regret or regret. When you ascend the throne in the future, there will be a grand ceremony for the queen. You can hold this grand ceremony more grandly, even more grand than your original wedding, which can make up for this regret."

Yu Wenhao smiled and said, "Why did you talk about ascending the throne?

This will happen decades later.”

Emperor Mingyuan didn't say anything, but there was a little deep thought in his eyes.

Naturally, Yu Wenhao didn't talk about the marriage anymore. Tang Yang's explanation made sense. Now that he has made great achievements, he has returned from fighting. No matter what he said, it is always suspicious.

It was already dark when I returned from the palace. I slowly rode my horse on Qingluan Street. Emperor Mingyuan wanted to send him the guard of honor back to his house, but he was unwilling to do so. He was welcomed too much when he returned to Beijing, and he was a little tired.

I just want to walk around quietly and look at the quiet and prosperous streets of the capital.

Seeing the people living step by step, the gentleness and peace of the peaceful and prosperous era appeared on everyone's face. He felt that sometimes it was worth it to pay the price of his life to defend and protect these.

Back at the mansion, waiting for him to have a meal.

The sword demon Nanbian brought Leng Jingyan and grandly introduced that Leng Jingyan was his disciple.

Everyone was very surprised that Lord Leng actually worshipped the sword demon as his master, and the martial arts people present were also very surprised that the sword demon actually accepted an official as his disciple.

Sometimes, living really doesn’t need to be so distinct.

Xu Yi prepared a lot of fine wine, and all kinds of meat were moved to the table in the kitchen. The martial arts people escorted were originally reserved in the Chu Palace and could not be free, but when they saw how heroic Xu Yi and Tang Yang were, they immediately let go. The laughter and joy in the Chu Palace were spread far and far away.

Yu Wenhao also drank a glass, mainly toasting, and thanked everyone for their hard work along the way.

Yuan Qingling did not stop him. Tonight's Wu looked a little different. He was much more calmer than before and knew more humility.

After the banquet, the couple walked hand in hand in the yard. The brother had been snatched away by the children. Fang Wu and grandma chatted. A Si also helped the drunk Xu Yi back into the house. Tang Yang was also taken away by his nanny. In the entire Chu Palace, there were no other noises except frogs and insects.

The years are quiet and the fragrance of the lotus pond is surging. The two of them walked around and sat down in the pavilion. Yu Wenhao held Yuan Qingling's hand and stared at her with gentle eyebrows, "Father praised you all the time today."

"real?"

Yuan Qingling smiled and joy filled his heart.

"Yes, he is particularly … loving to me!"

Yuwenhao turned his head and used a word that he thought would not appear on his father, but it was true that the feeling that his father gave him today was particularly kind and gentle.

"That's great, the father should be tolerant of you."

Although Yuan Qingling didn't say anything in his heart, he always felt that his father was always extra strict with the fifth brother, and sometimes he could not help but feel wronged for him.

Yuwenhao held her fingers and wrapped them one by one with his fingers. "Lao Yuan, looking back now, all the suffering we have experienced is worth it, and I am very happy today."
Chapter completed!