After rebirth, I rejected the Regent, but he pursued me instead

"The Western Regions are full of difficulties. I am worried about my father. If I am by his side, I can ensure his safety and maybe even end the war sooner."

Jiang Sheng knelt down and refused to get up, thinking that since his father would never let him go, he might as well go with him. That way, he would feel at ease.

But Jiang Yu Nan was unhappy when he heard it.

"Nonsense, you are just a martial artist, you don't have a brain, why are you going to the battlefield, you are just going to die! Get out of the way, stop being so pretentious."

"What are you saying? Father, even though I haven't participated in anything in recent years because I'm afraid of blood, I practice martial arts every day so that I can go to the battlefield one day. Father, just let me go with you."

Jiang Sheng and Jiang Yu Nan were in a stalemate.

Suddenly there was a clatter, and Jiang Wanyu knelt down with Jiang Sheng.

"Father, I think what my second brother said is right. I was in trouble in Shu before, and I heard from Xie Langfeng that my second brother had made many contributions to save me. I think my second brother can still gallop on the battlefield. And the Jiang family should have a lifeline to continue its life. If my second brother goes there, he can not only inherit your mantle, but also protect your safety. It is a win-win plan."

"this………"

Seeing Jiang Wanyu kneeling down, Jiang Yunan frowned and hesitated to speak, but suddenly there was a clatter, and Jiang Xun knelt down again.

"Father, Wanwan is right. You haven't recovered yet, so it's unreasonable for Jiang Sheng to worry about you. And I've seen Jiang Sheng over the years, and I know his abilities very well. With his kung fu, he won't be a burden to you, and maybe he can even make a contribution and bring honor to the Jiang family."

"It's fine for Wanwan to say that, but what are you doing, Jiang Xun?"

Jiang Yu Nan looked at the people kneeling one by one, feeling distressed. He raised his eyes and said to Song Qi Yan who was about to kneel, "Why? You want to kneel too?"

Hearing this, Song Qiyan straightened his back and coughed lightly a few times.

"A wife should follow her husband's lead, so I should support Wanwan. And I think what Second Young Master Jiang said is unreasonable. One more brave general on the battlefield means a better chance of victory, so why wouldn't my father-in-law do it?"

"Humph."

Jiang Yu Nan pondered for a while and felt that what Song Qi Yan said was unreasonable. He snorted coldly, "What a wife who follows her husband and confuses right and wrong, but..."

Jiang Yunan patted Song Qiyan's shoulder and smiled, "I like it! If you really love Wanwan so much, then I can leave without any worries."

After that, he waved his hand and signaled the three kneeling people to stand up, "Alright, alright, I promise you, I will take Jiang Sheng there."

"Great, great, I can finally go to the battlefield."

Everyone smiled.

-

Seven days later, Jiang Sheng followed Jiang Yunan to the battle.

Jiang Wanyu was grinding ink for Song Qiyan somewhat absentmindedly.

"What? Not happy?"

Song Qiyan saw what Jiang Wanyu was thinking, paused writing, and looked into her eyes.

"You're worried about your father-in-law."

"Well, sort of."

Jiang Wanyu was a little depressed. Although she supported her father to go to the battlefield again, the battlefield was no trivial matter and anyone could expect unexpected events.

"Don't worry. I won't let anything happen to him."

Song Qiyan let go of the pen in his hand, took her into his arms, and gently stroked her face. "If you want to blame me for sending your father, you can scold me without hesitation. There's no need to hide your unhappiness."

"No, I'm not hiding anything. I said I'd support you and I'd stand by you."

Hearing this, Song Qiyan smiled slightly and kissed Jiang Wanyu on the forehead, "When I ascend the throne, I will let your father live a peaceful life."

"Ah."

Jiang Wanyu just buried herself in his arms, lowered her eyes, thinking that it had not been easy for him to come this far, and all she could do now was to stand by his side and support him forever.

"But Song Qiyan, what will you do if you run into Zhou Jingcheng in the future? Maybe he doesn't even know you're his son. Can you be so cruel as to kill him?"

It seems that after all this commotion by Song Chengzhong, it was Song Qiyan who got hurt in the end.

It took him twenty years, under Song Chengzhong's guidance, to recognize this enemy and he hated that person to the core, but now he was told that person was actually his father.

For a moment, she was a little unsure whether Song Chengzhong was trying to protect Song Qi Yan or was torturing Song Qi Yan bit by bit out of hatred for Concubine Xian's death.

"If we are blood relatives, how can we become enemies? There must be some connection between them."

"maybe."

Song Qiyan's hand gradually dropped and he fell into deep thought.

He had thought that the person who killed his mother was not the uncle who had treated his mother so well.

But that day he saw with his own eyes him leading his mother step by step into the abyss.

"Jiang Xuening, how could you do this to me!"

He vaguely remembered the scene he saw before he fainted - Zhou Jingcheng strangled his mother with his own hands, his eyes were cold and flashing with hatred, questioning his mother why she treated him like that.

Love turns to hate, this is Song Qi Yan's only explanation for this scene.

And when he knew that it was Zhou Jingcheng who killed Fanyin, he became even more certain of this idea.

How could such a majestic and upright general who defended the country fall into such a cruel and cruel person?

If it weren't for the deterioration of love, he would never understand how the once cheerful and upright person would fall into this state.

"Even if he is related to me by blood, I cannot keep him. Not only would it be cruel to him, but it would also be a promise to Xie Langfeng. If a "father" like this were to remain in the world, he would only be harmed."

Song Qi Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze was calm and deep, like a deep and heartless pool, which made Jiang Wanyu feel a little depressed.

Come to think of it, whether it is Song Chengzhong or Zhou Jingcheng, the harm they caused to Song Qiyan far outweighs their love. How could he sympathize with a father who fell into the abyss for love and carried him away?

Sometimes some blood-related affection is nothing more than a shackle that makes people feel suffocated.

She also deeply understands this.

"It's okay. Others don't want you, but I want you."

Jiang Wanyu climbed up and put her arms around his neck, following his eyes that were obviously a little dim, and kissed him on the cheek.

She was stunned for a moment, and when she came to her senses, the corner of the man's mouth was already raised with a smile that was hard to fade away. His hands floated on her waist, pressed inside, and his eyes fell on the woman's lips from top to bottom.

With his eyes slightly lowered, those fox eyes seemed to attract her soul, making her lower her head shyly.

As the breath gradually approached, the man asked jokingly in a teasing tone, "Oh, then why do you want it?"

"Why? Song Qiyan, what are you thinking about?"

Jiang Wanyu suddenly lost the desire to comfort him. Seeing how distracted he was, she wanted to cheer him up, but she didn't expect that this guy would tease her again as soon as he returned to his original state.

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