Rediscover the prosperous cloud

So the two left the Martial Arts Field, the Marshal's Mansion was simple and elegant, and the main hall room turned around the side room and the corridor to see it.The main hall is the place to receive guests, and the side hall is the restaurant.When Yang Huiqing crossed the threshold of the main hall, she saw a familiar scroll hanging on the wall. On the scroll was a painting of a general in battle armor, with a radiant look, riding a horse with a raised horse. Behind the general is a beautiful girl, wearing a green skirt, with her hands tightly hugging the general's waist. The general's bright red cloak is slanted on the green skirt, as if flowing down from the skirt. The blood was bright red, but the girl's face was extremely happy.The first time Yang Huiqing saw this painting, he felt a splitting headache, as if tens of thousands of ants were biting his brain, and an unspeakable sense of sadness filled his heart.She staggered twice, quickly supported the door frame, panting heavily, and it took a long time to stabilize her emotions.She looked up at the painting again, but she no longer had that strange feeling.She shook her head, feeling a little out of order.

Yan'er, are you okay? Your face is so pale.Just when she was staring at the painting in a daze, hurried footsteps came from her side, and a warm and pleasant voice came, full of deep worry.

It was the mother, the owner of the voice immediately appeared in Yang Huiqing's memory.This great wisdom and bold daughter of the prime minister, Yang Liu's Liu Quan'er, is wearing a brocade cloud purple skirt, with a very beautiful and refined hairpin inserted in her high bun, her beautiful eyes are lingering, her cherry lips are slightly closed , Moth eyebrows, icy muscles and snow skin, graceful manner.It's just that at this moment, she frowned slightly, raised her head slightly and looked at herself, looking extremely worried.When Yang Huiqing saw her, she was filled with infinite attachment at the first sight. She really wanted to see her own mother, and she felt a sudden sense of intimacy. She couldn't help but say naturally:

Mother, don't worry, the baby is fine, it's just that he has practiced too much and his steps are a little flimsy.

You child, the beautiful woman walked in, raised her hand to wipe off the hair falling from Yang Huiqing's forehead, and stroked Yang Huiqing's cheek with her warm hand, the pleasant fragrance came through, making Yang Huiqing very comfortable, Liu Shi slowly He said: You are so eager to practice, you don’t even care about your own body? Come on, show your mother, it seems that you have lost weight.

Haha, mother, the baby has only seen his mother for a day, how could he lose weight? Yang Huiqing seems to be completely unaware that she is not his mother, and the conversation between mother and daughter is very natural.This seems to be an innate instinct, and everyone's attachment to their mother will not change.

Your father is too strict with you, but it is hard for you.Mom made your favorite chicken soup today, sit down and drink it, it will be cold in a while.Holding Yang Huiqing's hand, Mrs. Liu sat at the dining table, helped her add a bowl of soup, and placed it warmly in front of her.

The aroma of jī soup rises with the hot water vapor, making Yang Huiqing's eyes moist. She hasn't sat down to have a meal with her mother like this for many years. She is always busy, and there is always a meal , Only grandma will accompany me to eat.Now looking at the gentle face of this beautiful woman in front of her, it seems to have merged with the face of a real mother.She picked up the bowl and took a big sip, trying to hide her emotions, but she was so hot that tears really came out and she coughed endlessly.

Oh, you child, no one is robbing you, why are you so anxious.Mother quickly patted her on the back and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.You must be hungry, Huan'er, hurry up and serve the young master a bowl of rice.

Seeing the tenderness, anxiety and infinite love in her mother's eyes, she really choked up. She missed her mother over there, and also missed her father and grandma. It's been a long time since she's been in this world. Up to now, I am still confused and at a loss, let alone what I should do.She didn't know why she encountered this kind of experience, maybe she died in the tomb a long time ago, and she can no longer return to the world over there.What happened to her may be a kind of reincarnation, a special kind of reincarnation, God gave her another chance to live again.However, as Yang Duanyan, she doesn't understand what she should do, and she is still very confused. She is just a college student in the Department of Archeology. Even if her academic performance is good, she has practiced martial arts, and her psychological quality is better than ordinary people, she cannot accept this right away. A bizarre fact.Liu's warm maternal love touched the softest corner of her heart. Although it still cannot replace Yang Chengfeng's position in her heart, the touch is indispensable.The warmth she felt at this moment was so precious, even before she could not feel the tender maternal love, like gold wrapped Yang Huiqing's heart.

Son, mother is sorry for causing you to suffer.Seeing her eating deliciously, Mrs. Liu touched her heartstrings, and said lightly, wiping the corners of her eyes.

Mother, why do you say that? You can't blame the mother for this, you can only blame the damn dog. Don't worry, the child will be killed and the world will be restored.Yang Huiqing accepts Yang Duanyan's memory, and has Yang Duanyan's emotions in his heart. It is not surprising that the memory of hatred surges up, and words of grief and indignation blurt out.

Well, my son is worthy of being a descendant of the Yang family. If you can serve the country faithfully, a mother will feel at ease.Liu Shi is worthy of being the prime minister's daughter, the words of loyalty and righteousness in her mouth are definitely not false, if she is a man, she will definitely do the most.At this time, Yang Huiqing felt the importance of China in the hearts of the ancients. Those legendary stories of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism seemed to be by no means empty words, they were really feelings from the heart.She sighed at the brainwashing skills of the ancient sages and at the same time couldn't help feeling ashamed of her behavior.