Heavenly Star-Chapter 416

(shout again: Happy New Year! The third watch of today's theory.)

Sky continent, dark clouds surging. The undisguised big move of dafengguo affects the hearts of people all over the world. A long-lasting and huge smoke of gunpowder is about to be revealed. Tianchen mainland has never completely stopped the war. The era of gunpowder is not uncommon.

After several days of preparation, 800000 troops of Tianlong Kingdom marched West from Tianlong city. Ye Nu, who has aged for years, is as heroic as he was in those years. He takes command in person, and his son Ye Wei naturally follows. In recent years, the foreign war of Tianlong Kingdom has never been less, nor the shadow of Ye family.

Long huang'er personally sent the army ten miles away from Tianlong City, and then watched them go away with all 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.

As ye Nu's deputy general, it is natural that Zhuge has no intention. Zhuge has no intention of going to war. Zhuge Xiaoyu must be around him. At this time, she was in silver armor, her willow eyebrows were frozen, and her heroic spirit was pressing. Her bright eyes, which had become wise in training, looked at the front. There was no trace of anxiety and depression. Instead, she couldn't wait to fight Dafeng country as soon as possible. Every day when she was at home, she would think hard about some wonderful ideas that could win more with less and win by surprise. Because she knew long ago that the real duel between them and dafengguo would begin sooner or later. Because of the changes in kuishui, the confrontation again is different from that 20 years ago. At least, the other side has overwhelming forces.

"General Zhuge, general Zhuge, stay for the time being!"

Not long after leaving Tianlong City, suddenly there was a loud cry behind him. Zhuge, who was in the tail army, had no intention of turning his head. The man who called him had galloped to him.

"General Zhuge, Ye Er of Xiaye's family entrusted one thing to general Zhuge according to the order of my childe." With that, Ye Er took off a paper roll on his back and respectfully presented it to Zhuge's unintentional hands.

"Young master ye?" Zhuge didn't want to be full of doubts. Instead, he looked at Zhuge Xiaoyu more and found that her eyebrows obviously jumped when she heard the word "my son", and then "whoosh" said goodbye to her face, pretending that she didn't hear anything and didn't care about anything. He stretched out his hand to take over. Just about to ask, Ye Er hurriedly said, "young master, please bother general Zhuge to hand over this painting to Ling AI in his spare time. I won't delay general Zhuge's trip. I'll leave now. I wish general Zhuge a triumphant return! "

Ye Er gave Zhuge a heavy salute. Ye Er looked at Zhuge Xiaoyu dressed up as a soldier and rode away. The fact that Zhuge Xiaoyu has been on the expedition with his father over the years has long been an unspeakable public secret.

"Whoosh" a strong wind blew. As soon as Ye Er walked a short distance, Zhuge inadvertently grabbed the paper roll in his hand by Zhuge Xiaoyu. Zhuge inadvertently stared, and then said with a smile: "cough, this thing of young master ye..."

"Don't talk, don't interrupt, and don't ask. I want to see for myself!" Zhuge Xiaoyu glared at him and snorted, but he didn't have time to worry about it. During the March, there were countless soldiers around. He couldn't wait to tear open the thin rope, and then carefully unfolded the paper roll slowly. Her heart began to jump wildly and kept calling loudly in her heart: This is what he gave me. He still remembered me and didn't forget me... He really didn't forget me

This is a picture, a picture of a girl.

The girl in the painting is sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing goose yellow clothes, and half of the pearl inlaid palace shoes are exposed at her feet. Her body is exquisite, her eyes are bright and her teeth are bright. Her pretty face is dotted with tears. Although there are tears, the girl does not show any crying state. There is a strong stubbornness in her pouted lips and tight eyebrows. Zhuge Xiaoyu's eyes fixed in the painting and remained motionless for a long time

"Eh? Good daughter, isn't this you. It seems that this should be a portrait drawn by young master ye for you. "

"Hum......"

The picture scroll was closed by Zhuge Xiaoyu. Just now, she suddenly dropped her head, and her slender shoulders trembled violently. Although she tried her best to endure, the crying still overflowed from her mouth, and the tears fell on the picture scroll and horseback.

Zhuge had no idea that he had not seen his daughter cry for many years. At the moment, he panicked under the sudden tears and cries. He knew his daughter so well that she wouldn't cry anyway if she wasn't extremely sad. He hurriedly comforted: "good daughter... Don't cry, good daughter. Did the Ye family son annoy you with this painting again, or my father... Me..."

Zhuge didn't mean to "me" for a long time, so he had to slap him on his forehead. Speaking of it, he really couldn't understand why a painting could make his daughter cry. Was there another mystery in it?

"He remembers me... He's telling me that he still remembers me... This is the way I cried in front of him three years ago. He painted it very carefully... Very carefully. I haven't seen him for three years, but I always remember him. As like as two peas in the past three years, he has never seen me in the painting. I am exactly the same as I was three years ago. He is using this painting to tell me that he always remembers me deeply. He not only never forgets it, but also often thinks of it and hangs it in his heart... "

Three years ago, the last time she saw him, she was stabbed by Ye Wuchen's ruthless words, walked out of Ye's house with great grievances and tears, kicked the door back, faced him with a stubborn face still with tears, and made a girl's oath to him... The girl on the picture was her at that time. Ye Wuchen met her last time three years ago. Zhuge didn't intend to stare a little, but his hanging heart was finally put down. He said with a smile: "my good daughter, my father always knew that childe ye would not be a fickle man... In other words, it's strange that my daughter is so excellent and takes the initiative to show his love. Any man doesn't want to. Well, well, you should be happy. Don't cry. " Zhuge Xiaoyu turned a deaf ear and still cried in the release of an emotion. Who can understand how much she has pressed in her heart in the past three years. Ye Wuchen came back, but she didn't look at her. How wronged she is. She doesn't have the charming appearance of Ye Shuiyao and Hua shuirou. She always thinks that ye Wuchen doesn't care about her at all. When she came back three years later, I'm afraid she had forgotten all about her. I can't remember the existence of such a person. She wanted to see him, but her stubbornness kept her from dying. The girl's infatuated dream was broken three years ago and turned into fragments that could not be bonded. She went out with her father and devoted all her attention to the marching arrangement. She was not diverting her heart. Now, a painting by Ye Wuchen let her know that he had never forgotten her. Instead, he had always hung her in his heart... For three years, he had always been. The emotion that had been suppressed for a long time and suddenly boiled and surging was released with the tears she had accumulated for too long... "Dad, shall we go faster... I want to defeat dafengguo early and come back early..." ZHUGE had no intention: "..." looking at his daughter's back, 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 marched with him to the west, knowing that this might be a desperate war. At the same time, ye Wuchen just woke up from his sleep. At this time, it is already three poles in the sun. The frozen snow still pillowed his arm and didn't wake up“ They have left Tianlong city. " Ye Wuchen looked to the West. Today, ye Wei and ye Nu left home for the western expedition. Wang Wenshu has secretly wiped many tears these days. This war is different from the past. If you lose, you will die. If you win, you don't know what year and month it will take to return, but this is a war that is doomed to be unavoidable. The trend of dafengguo has attracted the attention of all Tianlong people. The first emperor died, and the rebellion of the Lin family was left behind by them for the time being. The hidden truth has also become a permanent secret. The news of Ye Wuchen's blindness didn't spread for a long time, but it spread the rumors that his eyes were cured by the sword God these days. Although he "has lost his body", is deliberately silent and rarely goes out on weekdays, he was a figure who killed the God of war. His legend has been widely spread in various forms for three years, and there are still too many people paying attention to his news. But no one will know that the demise of the Lin family, the death of Long Yin, and the Queen's position are all due to his secret manipulation. His original action against the Lin family was not just revenge, but the beginning of a series of big plans. The oath issued by the queen when she ascended the throne also quickly swam away from the people. There are those who doubt, those who secretly ridicule, and more praise and cheers. The public opinion storm that should have been stirring up did not bring too much turbulence because of the Queen's oath. If we can really defeat the greatest threat under the guidance of the queen, there will be no discordant voices against the queen, and some will only be supported. Beside him, the pupil's heart lay there quietly like an ice doll, without the slightest sound. Ye Wuchen stretched out his hand and gently covered her face. He said in a warm voice, "Tong Xin, have a good rest. In the future, let me protect you." Gentle sounds and actions awaken the frozen snow. She got up, rubbed her eyes half awake and half asleep, and asked vaguely, "brother, is it late?" Two white lights appeared on ye Wuchen at the same time. Sichen appeared in ye Wuchen's arms, gave out tender laughter in his mouth, and retracted his body into ye Wuchen's arms. On his shoulder stood a smaller little man, and a pleasant fragrance came out of her“ Si Chen! " The sleepiness of Ning Xue suddenly disappeared without a trace. With a light cry, she twisted her body close to sichen in ye Wuchen's arms, and put her hand on her back, as if she wanted to pick her up.