Everyone thinks I'm forced

Jinjiang debut~

Da Khan, who was talking with Luoqing, sneezed several times in succession, didn't take it seriously, and leaned in front of Luoqing, talking tenderly.

"Don't be so spoiled by Tianlu. He has never encountered such setbacks and tribulations. How can he become a qualified emperor in the future?" Mu Duoduo looked at the sweater that Luo Qing's subordinates were slowly forming, feeling a little jealous. , I'm already knitting a sweater for Tianlu, is that okay?

Luo Qing glanced at him, but didn't answer.

Mu Duoduo didn't care, and continued on his own: "It's just what you guys are used to, and when something happens, you'll just chirp..."

Luo Qing raised her eyebrows slightly, stopped her hands, and asked Da Khan with a smile: "What does Da Khan mean by that, do you have any opinion on women?"

Mu Duoduo was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed madly: "How could that be? Qing'er is the best person in the world, how could I have any objection? It's just..." He said heartbrokenly: "That bastard Tianlu Boy, the more he is raised, the more delicate he is, you can see his kindness towards the Mudi Lie tribe, when he is bitten back, he will know the pain."

Luo Qing glanced at him indifferently: "I haven't heard what happened to the Mudi Lie Tribe?"

Mu Duoduo said confidently: "It's because nothing happened, that's why he is said to be soft-hearted. It's been almost a month, and he is still indecisive. I don't think he is suitable to be a profuse sweater!" Having said that, He slammed loudly, but he couldn't help but glance at Luo Qing.

Luo Qing is so smart, she has been with Da Khan for dozens of years, and she knew what he was thinking when his expression moved, not to mention his almost blatant temptation, so she lowered her head and continued knitting the sweater, mouth Shang said lightly: "Whether Tianlu is suitable to be a profuse sweat or not, is there a lot of profuse khans to decide?"

Hearing Luo Qing's tone, Mu Duoduo knew that she understood what he meant and didn't want to respond or clarify anything.

Mu Duoduo looked around and saw that he was Luo Qing's confidant, Fang reached out to hold Luo Qing's hand, and said with a serious expression, "Did Qing'er ever blame me?"

Luoqing pulled out her hand without hesitation, looked down and didn't look at him, just smiled: "Khan was joking."

Mu Duoduo was not annoyed, he sighed lightly and said: "It is indeed a joke. I should ask..." He stared at Luo Qing intently and said, "Did Qing'er ever forgive me?"

Luo Qing put down the ball of wool and piled it aside, then turned to look at Mu Duoduo and said, "Is this what Da Khan is talking about today?"

Mu Duoduo choked up slightly, and said with Pan Tuo: "A few days ago, Wen Lun talked to me about this..."

Luoqing sneered, without any gentleness: "Yu Wenlun?" She said lazily, "Khan really trusts him. Tell him about this?" The words seemed to be indifferent, but in fact they showed their sharpness.

Mu Duoduo said: "Why would I talk to him about this... It's just that he said something, which made me a little concerned..." Da Khan looked at Luo Qing's disgusted expression, but he could still feel the emotion that flowed in his heart , the words that come out are softer and softer: "If Tianlu is sweating profusely, will Qing'er be unhappy?"

Luo Qing is really tired of Mu Duoduo's appearance, which seems to be affectionate, but in fact every word is a pit, and all kinds of calculations are in it. He was not like this before...

The man she married was ambitious, ambitious, arrogant, affectionate and talented. They once loved each other deeply and were willing to give everything for each other, but in the end they became like strangers now. like couples.

It's because she has blind eyes, it's because of her wrong affection, it's because she hasn't met a lover, it's all because of her own fault.

Thinking of this, she lost interest and didn't want to talk to him: "What does this matter have to do with me?" She looked at Mu Duoduo's expression looking closely at her, and felt that why should she be persistent?The old man is no longer the past, so he should be broken.

Then he raised his hand to brush his hair on the sideburns, and said softly, "I'll be back in a few days."

Mu Duoduo didn't even pause for a moment, but followed her words: "I don't allow it."

Luo Qing looked at his plain expression and smiled: "Why bother hurting each other, I'm tired, so just let me go."

Mu Duoduo's expression did not change, but he just said flatly: "What did Qing'er say, don't bring it up." His tone was flat, and he didn't feel embarrassed. His voice was not even loud, but there was a kind of power for no reason, which made people feel Come out of fear.

Luoqing shook her head, stopped talking, took the ball of wool and started knitting again.

But Mu Duoduo softened his tone again, as if begging for mercy: "It's been so many years, Qing'er, it's been so many years, can't you let yourself go?"

Luo Qing paused, eyes narrowed slightly, and a murderous intent suddenly appeared in the room.

The maid next to Luo Qing approached Mu Duoduo almost imperceptibly, her hands seemed to be holding her sleeves nervously, inconspicuously.

Mu Duoduo didn't bring any guards with him, he was the strongest himself, so why should others do it extravagantly.

He also glanced at the maid inadvertently.

Before the maid moved, Luo Qing said first: "Go down."

The maid was slightly taken aback, bowed and saluted before exiting the hall.

Luoqing then said to Mu Duoduo: "If I hadn't been deceived by you, if I hadn't been too lenient, if it hadn't been for me..." Her eyes were filled with water, and Mu Duoduo, who had always been calm all of a sudden, was confused. There was some distress on his face.

Just take the responsibility and say: "It's all my fault, it has nothing to do with Qing'er..." He stretched out his hand to touch Luo Qing, but he didn't dare to touch her, so he floated on her body and said repeatedly: " Qing'er can only blame me..."

Luo Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and tears fell like rain, but she still straightened her back, refusing to show any weakness. Hearing his words, she shed more tears: "Blame you? I wish I could kill you !"

Mu Duoduo was not afraid at all, and finally stretched out his hand to hold her hand, and said softly: "Then I must die by Qing'er's hands, and I will never let others preempt."

Luo Qing reacted lazily to his words, broke away from his hand, and gently wiped off the tears on his face, and then he looked dignified again, only the eyes were red, which made it easy to see. mood.

Mu Duoduo withdrew his hand, but only persuaded her: "I know that everything is my fault, but Tianlu...he doesn't know anything..." Before he finished speaking, he just sighed softly.

Luo Qing glanced at him, and asked sincerely: "Mu Duoduo! When will you be able to honestly say what you think in your heart? Will you only be intriguing like this?" She sighed deeply: "You This look really annoys me!"

Mu Duoduo moved closer to her, looked at the expression deep in her eyes, and asked sincerely: "Then when will Qing'er express her true thoughts?"

Luoqing almost laughed back angrily: "Okay! Okay! I don't say it, I just want to be a husband and wife, to show some affection for each other. If that's the case, let me ask you! Have you never regretted it in your heart?"

Mu Duoduo nodded happily and said, "I certainly regretted it."

Luoqing stared at him as if questioning and pursuing: "Regret listening to the great witch? Or regret choosing Tianlu?"

Mu Duoduo pondered for a moment, then said calmly, "I regret it all."

Luoqing smiled: "Great. At least you still look like a human being."

Mu Duoduo stretched out his hand to hold her hand, and seeing her hysterical appearance, not only was he not bored, but rather pleased.

At least, even now, she cares about me.

The author has something to say: See you tonight~

76. Jinjiang debut~

The hall was very quiet, and there were a few servants standing in the corner, their heads bowed, as if they hadn't heard anything.

Mu Duoduo held Luo Qing's hand tightly: "Qing'er, this matter is over, so what if you regret it? Why don't let Bao'er's sacrifice come to naught..."

Luoqing gritted her teeth and said: "Bao'er's sacrifice? He is so big, what does he know? Are you really deceiving him with your clever words and tricks, and you really think he is willing?"

There were no tears in her eyes, these words had been buried in her heart for too long, so that now she said them like treasures, without hesitation: "Bao'er is only 10 years old! He hasn't even seen the world properly, and hasn't liked it yet." A person who has not yet married a wife and had children..."

Luoqing looked at Mu Duoduo's eyes very strangely, as if she was looking at someone she didn't know: "You attack fiercely, he admires you, wants to be you that way, trusts you so much..." She choked up again and again almost Unable to continue: "I shouldn't...shouldn't have been cheated by you, I should have guarded my Bao'er and never left, so that he can live a good life..."

She almost cried blood in her words. This is the most sincere question from a mother, with tears in every sentence and a cry of grievances.

Mu Duoduo just held her hand and didn't speak.

"Why should my Bao'er die? Just because he is your son?" Luo Qing put aside the beginning and stopped looking at Mu Duoduo.

Mu Duoduo felt a pain in his heart, he held Luo Qing's hand tightly and said, "It's my fault..."

"Since you know it's your fault, then why do you still have the face to tell me about it?" Luo Qing tried to free her hand, but Mu Duoduo held it tightly, as if she was afraid that she would run away.

She simply stopped struggling, and just looked at Mu Duoduo incredulously: "You must bring this up, and let me get hurt before you give up?"

Mu Duoduo looked at her expression, hatred, resentment, and unwillingness condensed into an unsightly posture, Mu Duoduo couldn't help but sighed: "You just hold it in your heart like this, what should you do if your body is broken?"

Luoqing sneered: "Really? I think you want to know if I hate Tianlu because of this?"

Mu Duo saw her more at this moment, as keen as before, and said calmly: "This is also a reason. Bao'er has passed away, so Tianlu must not be lost."

Luo Qing looked at his expression, as if he had suddenly lost his strength, he was no longer as hysterical as before, and his expression returned to the dignified and generous expression before: "This is you." The rationality is to the extreme, and the starting point of all actions is because of interests and the greater good.

Seeing that she had recovered, Mu Duoduo felt a little regretful, but he didn't show it on his face, he just asked, "Has Qing'er ever thought about avenging Bao'er?"

Luo Qing pulled out her hand lightly, straightened her temple hair, smiled softly, how charming: "So, I should also look for Da Khan, what has it to do with Tianlu?" She said softly: "Don't you want to blame him for doing such a thing?" Is he thinking of a good brother?"

She glanced at Mu Duoduo lightly, rubbed her wrist, and then said: "Tianlu is lucky, Bao'er is not as good, so don't blame him." Mu Duoduo's body.

But this can't break his defense at all, he just looks at Luo Qing fixedly, as if he wants to see what's in her heart.

Luo Qing looked at her round nails, and said: "Am I a woman who doesn't know who is right? The executioner is only you and me. Why involve others."

Mu Duoduo seemed to confirm Luo Qing's thoughts, and Fang said: "Qing'er, I know I owe you a lot, I'm sorry you are too much, but Da Jin..." With you and me, the middle way collapses."

There was a smile on the corner of Luoqing's mouth, which seemed to be mocking, and seemed to be self-deprecating: "Yes, but Dahan thinks highly of me. How could I do this? It makes you worry for nothing."

There was a sense of sarcasm in the words, Mu Duoduo pretended not to have heard of it, and said patiently: "Bao'er's temperament is not yet determined, he is still young, even if he grows up, he doesn't know what he will look like, but Tianlu is already an adult, his body The two bloodlines of Mudilie tribe and Jierhei tribe are the candidates carefully cultivated by my father, and I brought them up hand in hand..."

Hearing his methodical explanation, Luo Qing felt a little impetuous in her heart, and interrupted him: "You told me these words more than ten years ago." At this point, her voice changed, and she said angrily: "I just believed your clever words!" She seemed to hold her breath for a long time in her heart and said, "Tianlu is only five years older than Bao'er, but he is already an adult? Bao'er is so smart... "She couldn't go on, she felt sorry for her Bao'er, who was born in this family and died before she grew up.

Mu Duoduo lowered his eyes to cover the look in his eyes, why didn't he feel sad?That was his first son too!His single-handedly raised son!Extraordinarily intelligent, Bingxue smart, lively and cute, like this, isn't he sad?

But he is a big sweat, he has to make a decision!

He seemed to be back in that day again.

In the cold winter of that year, Tianlu led the army to go out, and before going out, he made an appointment with Bao'er to let him be the general.

So Bao'er pestered him, often asking when his uncle would return, full of anticipation.

At that time, he and Luo Qing were still a couple of gods and gods, they coaxed him together, lit a fire in the hall, taught him to read, occasionally he would act like a baby, calling for his uncle, and Luo Qing was the best at coaxing him, teasing him every now and then. Make him forget about it.

He went to meet the courtiers at night, but suddenly heard that Bao'er had a high fever and was not awake. Luo Qing was a little flustered, but not messed up. Bo'er wiped herself.

By the time he arrived in a hurry, Bao'er's high fever had already been brought under control.

Even though he was a little panicked, he and Luo Qing didn't take it seriously. Compared with other children, Bao'er hadn't had a serious illness for more than ten years, and the occasional minor illness would not be delayed until the next day. I think it might be because the winter is too cold, and Bao'er accidentally caught a cold.

The big witch came here in the middle of the night and prescribed a prescription, so Bao'er's temperature went down.

After tossing and tossing all night, the two went to rest for a while, but unexpectedly, the high fever returned in the morning, and the big witch came again, with a heavy look on his face, and he prescribed another medicine. Feed it in Bao'er's mouth, and within a moment, the temperature dropped again.

Even with such tossing, Bao'er took the medicine obediently, but he was the most obedient, even if he was physically uncomfortable, he would not show it, and in turn comforted them, and when he recovered from his illness, they would play games together.

But he didn't wait until that moment...

After the temperature subsided, Da Wu's face was serious, and he kept Bao'er in check.Sure enough, when the sky was bright, Bao'er had a high fever again. In their panic and anger, the big witch drove everyone away without haste, and made a fuss beside Bao'er's bed.

They waited at the door for a long time, and he especially remembered the uneasiness at that time, like an ominous omen.

Seeing the sun moving towards the center little by little, there was no movement inside.

He and Luo Qingju were worried, but they didn't want the big witch to say such shocking words after he opened the door to invite them in.

"The fate of the Great Gold Kingdom has been flourished, but His Royal Highness and Bao'er are the ones who can rejuvenate the fate of the country. The bigger Bao'er is, the more he will suppress His Highness. The struggle between the two is a life-and-death situation. Today's high fever does not go away, but it is Your Highness. The army over there is going well, the general star is shining brightly, and Bao'er is suppressed for a while, and this scene will appear."

At that time, the great witch was not as old as he is now, staring at Mu Duoduo with piercing eyes, as if waiting for a decision.

"Dawu, what do you mean? You want to separate us from Tianlu?" Luo Qing's mother's intuition made her immediately ask him back.

The big witch saluted, but did not answer, just following his own thoughts: "This time, we will see how to choose between the sweat and the queen." He glanced at the small figure wrapped in a quilt and said, "Bao Ersheng , then His Highness will not be able to come back alive from the battlefield; if Bao'er dies, His Highness's future path will be extremely open, and Dajin will be prosperous!"

Luo Qing held Mu Duoduo's hand tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "The great witch never mentioned Bao'er's future? I think the great witch's heart is completely on Du Tianlu."

The great witch sighed lightly: "If His Highness dies and Bao'er is born, then Dajin will be prosperous! But..." He hesitated for a moment: "I should not say this, but Yuan Jihar Da Khan's last wish before his death, Da Khan But forget?"

Luo Qing held Mu Duoduo's hand, nails deeply embedded in his palm: "The great witch also forgot his father's preface? If Da Khan doesn't have a son as outstanding as Du Tianlu under his knees, then brother will die. However, everyone knows Bao'er's intelligence! How can you say so?"

Mu Duoduo hugged her tightly with his backhand, gently wiped away the tears on her face, and coaxed her: "Qing'er, don't cry, how can we rely on the witch's own words? We have to think about it. Besides, Bao'er has a high fever. Maybe it's just repetition?"

Softly comforting Luo Qing, Mu Duoduo looked at Dawu, and said sharply: "Dawu, be careful in your words and deeds, don't you want me to teach you?"

The big witch saluted without saying a word.

In this way, three days passed, and Bao'er had a high fever again and again, and it never got better. The big witch almost lived in the palace.

The last straw that broke the camel's back was that Mu Duoduo received an urgent report from the front that Du Tianlu was seriously injured and critically ill!

Mu Duoduo read the emergency report for two full hours before taking it to Bao'er's palace.

Luo Qing was hugging Bao'er and talking softly, during this period of time, she almost never left Bao'er, even trivial matters, she handled them all by herself.

Mu Duoduo knew that she was wary of everyone, including him.

Seeing Mu Duoduo's gloomy face, Luo Qing gritted her teeth, whispered something to Bao'er, and then followed Mu Duoduo to the side hall.

Before Mu Duo could speak more, he took out the urgent report in his hand. There were not many words in the urgent report, it was only one line, but she read it for a long time, and the urgent report was almost deformed.

Fang whispered from his mouth: "I don't allow it! I don't allow it! Mu Duoduo! You don't want to do anything to my Bao'er! Do you hear me?"

The lioness guarding the cub must be furious, and the fury on her face is enough to make anyone afraid to go forward.

Apart from Mu Duoduo, he also had red eyes, but he hugged Luo Qing, and the two almost burst into tears, just like that, Luo Qing also repeated this sentence over and over again: "No! Absolutely not!"

It wasn't until the big witch coughed slowly that Luo Qing instantly fixed his gaze on him, almost wanting to rush forward.

Fortunately, Mu Duoduo hugged her, kept comforting her back with his hands, and said softly: "Don't be like this, Qing'er, calm down."

Luo Qingfang calmed down slowly, but still stared at the big witch, as if he wanted to run forward as long as he made a move.

The big witch coughed a few times, and Fang said: "It seems that His Highness has received the news? Can His Highness make a decision?"

Seeing that they were silent, the great witch sighed and persuaded: "This matter cannot be delayed, otherwise changes will occur. Your Highness, no matter how difficult it is, you should make a decision, otherwise if both of them are damaged... Gold is in danger."

He didn't speak urgently or nervously, as if he wasn't talking about two high-ranking and powerful people, but just two ordinary people.

But it is also true, once a person dies, everything disappears, even if he was the most noble in life, he is just that lonely soul after death.

Da Wu was not as sophisticated as he is now at that time, and he didn't know that such words would only arouse the other party's anger and rebellious heart, so it was inevitable that Luo Qing would throw the teacup right at him.

There was a bruise on the big witch's head, but his face was still very calm, he just sighed faintly, shook his head under Mu Duoduo's dangerous gaze, and kept silent.

Mu Duoduo put Luo Qing back into his arms again, coaxing her softly.

This coaxing lasted for a long time, until the big witch walked out of the palace and avoided it for a while.

As for Bao'er's palace... If he dared to go inside, Luo Qing would probably go crazy on the spot.

Never underestimate a mother's determination.The big witch covered her head and sucked in the air-conditioning as she thought.

Mu Duoduo resolutely did not mention this matter, he just comforted her gently, without showing any impatience.

Luo Qing leaned in his arms, tears streaming down her cheeks, her eyelashes trembling slightly, when she raised her eyes to look at him, there was a mixture of trust and pleading.

He still remembers that look, it was the last time Luoqing opened her heart to him, hoping that he would reach out and save their child.

A majestic man like Mu Duoduo was defeated in her eyes because he loved her and their Bao'er, which made his heart ache.

No matter how shaken and reluctant he was, he had already made a decision in his heart, and this made him even more reluctant and painful.

Because he knew that he would lose his lover, his baby, and his family.

Mu Duoduo joined the army when he was young, and in the first half of his life, he almost followed his father around in the battlefield barracks, and saw too many life and death.

This made him determined to unify the Central Plains, stop this continuous dispute, and let the people of Dajin no longer be displaced.

For the next half of his life, even though it was extremely difficult, he couldn't sleep at night, and polished his determination little by little, he still didn't stop, leading the Jierhei tribe to circle the tribes, until now he was overwhelming the crowd.

How can you stop because of your children's affair, the child's life, and the unbearable heart?

Du Tianlu is the best choice, and it must be the best choice. They don't need extra choices.

He used his power and arrogance to cultivate Tianlu's proud body and always raised head. He will never give in, and will always be above everyone.

This is his chosen successor, and he still has enough time to slowly carve him into what the next Great Khan should be.

It's not that Bao'er is not good enough, it's just that he was born at the wrong time. He and his father have been planning for decades, so how can he abolish Du Tianlu because of him?

Luo Qing looked at Mu Duoduo's eyes, she knew him too well, he never made a choice!He had already made up his mind!

She stopped her tears, withdrew from Mu Duoduo's embrace, and slowly leaned against the door with strange eyes: "Are you still human? Mu Duoduo!"

Mu Duoduo glanced at the empty embrace, slowly withdrew his somewhat stiff hands, and said softly, "Qing'er, Bao'er is still young..."

Luoqing's voice trembled slightly, and she couldn't help raising the volume: "So you want him to die? Mu Duoduo! That's your own son! So you can do it?"

Mu Duoduo moved slightly, wanting to get close to him, but Luo Qing's eyes made him stop in place, not daring to act rashly: "How could I do that! I love Bao'er as much as you!" He finished speaking emotionally , then said softly: "It's just what the great witch said, and you have heard it..."

Luo Qing almost screamed: "Let him die! Let Du Tianlu die!" She took a breath, staring at Mu Duoduo: "Why should my Bao'er die? Your pet Is it not enough to live in Du Tianlu for ten years?"

Mu Duoduo showed a deep sense of exhaustion on his face, and his tall body hunched slightly: "Qing'er, be sober and rational. You are not the only one who loves our son, I love him too!"

His eyes were flushed: "I don't want to be like this..."

Seeing his performance, Luo Qing felt nauseous, shook his head and said, "Mu Duoduo! Unless you step on my dead body! Otherwise, you don't want to do anything to Bao'er!"

Her eyes were firm, and she watched Mu Duoduo's face slowly turn cold, but her voice slowly lowered: "Anyway... Du Tianlu was also injured, so I'll just wait!"

Mu Duoduo narrowed his eyes slightly, and was about to move his lowered fingers when he suddenly heard a clear and clear child's voice: "Is uncle injured?"

The two were startled, but saw that the closed door of the side hall was pushed open a little bit. Bao'er stood in the shadow and looked at them at some point, with the usual curiosity on his face. Seeing that they didn't answer, he coughed in a low voice. He said twice and repeated, "What's wrong, Uncle?"

Mu Duoduo's fingers trembled slightly, and blood flowed from his cold heart in front of his fresh face.

It broke our hearts.

Luo Qing was stunned for a moment, then rushed to him, hugged Bao'er, hugged him tightly, and protected him in her arms.

Tears were pouring down like rain, but she still pretended nothing happened, coaxing him softly: "Uncle is fine, Bao'er go back to the room to sleep, okay?" She didn't even bother to wipe away her tears, and repeated: "Bao'er is the most obedient, obedient."

Bao'er's head was a little wet, and he reached out to wipe away the tears on Luo Qing's face, his clear eyes showed a little sadness: "Bao'er heard it all. Is it because of Bao'er that uncle got hurt?"

"Nonsense! Who said these words in your ear?" Luo Qing said in surprise, but seemed to realize that her voice was too loud, and the second half of the sentence became soft again, and she touched Pengbao lightly. There was joy on the forehead of the son: "Bao'er, your high fever has subsided? But where is the pain?"

Mu Duoduo stood there in a daze, watching Bao'er's eyes slowly fall on him, and slightly averted his eyes, not wanting to meet his gaze.

Bao'er withdrew her gaze, looked up at Luo Qing and said, "No one whispered in my ear, it was Bao'er's own thinking." His immature and clear voice slowly echoed in the hall, almost shaking Mu Duoduo .

Luo Qing pursed her lips, smiled, and said softly: "Bao'er heard wrong, I was talking to your father about something else." She patted Bao'er's back lightly, rubbed Bao'er's cheeks Er, said tenderly: "Hey, Bao Er, go back to sleep first, and I will accompany you later."

Bao'er got down from her arms, stood on the ground, looked at the wet face, and suddenly ran to Mu Duoduo's side, gently tugged at the hem of his clothes and asked: "Father, is mother here?" Lied to me?"

He raised his head, his face was full of trust and admiration, which made Mu Duoduo lose his voice for a moment.

However, Luo Qing strode forward, and stopped Bao'er behind him, as if he was afraid that Mu Duoduo would hurt Bao'er like this, he gave Du Tianlu a sharp look, and then turned his head and said softly Bao'er said: "Bao'er, how could I lie to you? Be obedient! Go back to bed!"

But Bao'er was not frightened by her ordering tone, she still looked at Mu Duoduo persistently, saw that his face was slightly turned sideways, showing a bit of embarrassment, but he didn't speak.

Bao'er said to himself again: "Mother, don't lie to me, Bao'er has heard that uncle was seriously injured, and mother told uncle to die." At this point, he commented like an adult: "This is No, mother, don't say that in the future."

Luoqing's eyes were red, and she could hardly hold back her tears, but she still forced a smile and said: "Mother and father are joking..." She couldn't speak anymore, knelt down and covered her face, crying bitterly.

Bao'er patted her on the head lightly and said: "Don't say that in the future, Bao'er likes uncle, and Bao'er will be sad when she hears her mother say that."

He sighed as if he really had nothing to do with you, and said to Mu Duoduo, "Father, stop arguing with mother. Bao'er will feel uncomfortable."

Mu Duoduo bent down, gently hugged Bao'er, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, I won't quarrel with her."

Bao'er also reached out to pat his head and said, "Bao'er doesn't want uncle to die either..." Mu Duoduo saw a shining star in his eyes, which seemed to be an illusion.

Bao'er sighed deeply: "Bao'er can no longer be a general for uncle..."

Luoqing raised her face, hugged Bao'er, and said in tears: "How come, my Bao'er will definitely be a general, and you can also be a sweater, Bao'er, Bao'er..." Her hands were trembling uncontrollably, But she still called Bao'er's name.

Bao'er smiled: "Mother, let's have another one. Bao'er is fine, and Bao'er is not afraid, Bao'er is just reluctant to part with you..."

Luo Qing raised her eyes, if her gaze had any strength, at this moment, Mu Duoduo should die.

She paused almost every word: "How can you bear it? Bao'er is so obedient, you are not worthy to be his father at all."

Bao'er gently held Luo Qing's hand, and persuaded: "Father is right, you don't quarrel."

He glanced at Mu Duoduo who was already bursting into tears before he knew it, and reached out to hold his hand, and said crisply: "Everyone is going to die. Bao'er just left a little earlier, but Bao'er is still yours." Darling Boa, death doesn't end our relationship, forgetting does."

At that moment, he was not like a child, but like an old man who saw through the world, penetrating and keen.

Bao'er blinked and smiled innocently.

A high temperature suddenly rose up on her body, and it came very quickly. In a short while, Bao'er's small face was flushed with bright red.

Luoqing noticed that the temperature under her hand was not right, and almost immediately wanted to call the big witch to come in, but Bao'er held her back, leaned softly on her hand, and finally left two words for the world: "That's great."

Mu Duoduo's first child, who was never named, was nicknamed Bao'er, died of a high fever in the cold winter at the age of 10.

The author has something to say: See you tomorrow!

77. Jinjiang starts

The road is full of people celebrating, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, which is a picture of a festive atmosphere.

An Jiarui and Du Tianlu walked slowly on the street, holding hands, looking at the scene as if they were taking a walk, and a few burly men followed closely behind them, staring closely at them as they passed by everyone.

Du Tianlu was rarely moved, and thinking about Jia Rui's previous doubts, he put on a forced smile and asked, "Is there something that Jia Rui doesn't understand?"

An Jiarui was indeed puzzled, but seeing his expression at this moment, he swallowed his words and said, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Du Tianlu stopped in his tracks, lowered his eyes, suddenly pulled An Jiarui into his arms, and whispered in his ear: "Jiarui, I'm a bit reluctant..."

He stopped talking, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to rub An Jiarui into his flesh and blood.

An Jiarui raised her arms to hug him back, and sighed softly.

Parting from life to death is always difficult for people to leave, and everyone is constantly experiencing it until death.

The crowd was surging, and some surprised eyes were cast on the two men who stopped abruptly in the middle of the road and hugged each other tightly.

The girl held the boy's hand, looked at them for a while, then suddenly came forward with the flower in her hand, stuffed it into An Jiarui's hand, smiled encouragingly, covered her face and ran away quickly.

This seemed to be a signal, and soon, An Jiarui held a bunch of flowers in his hands, and occasionally a bold woman encouraged him: "You must not give up."

An Jiarui felt something was wrong, but Du Tianlu seemed to be full of emotions, buried his head on his neck, and just didn't move.

Finally, two boys holding hands quickly ran up to them, smiled and encouraged them.

Actually...it's really not what you think.

An Jiarui covered his face with flowers. If he was recognized by acquaintances, his reputation would be ruined, not to mention Du Tianlu. He is a majestic general in the hearts of the people. Fortunately, he never raised his head...

An Jiarui half covered his face, while thanking the enthusiastic couple, he dragged Du Tianlu to try to escape from this predicament.

Before he had taken two steps, he suddenly heard a loud noise: "Mr. An!"

This familiar voice... An Jiarui held up the flower, wishing he could disappear, but the other party obviously didn't realize it, and slapped An Jiarui from behind: "Are you guys here too?"

He probed to look at Du Tianlu, whose head was buried in his neck, and lowered his voice a bit: "What's wrong, Your Highness? Did you quarrel?"

An Jiarui put down his hands, and looked at Bian Yongjie, whose armor was still on his body. His body smelled like blood, but his face was full of joy. He was still holding Gui Qing's hand. Gui Qing's face was already very ugly, But he didn't notice it at all, and shouted loudly: "Your Highness? Your Highness? It's me!"

The crowd that had been whispering around them dispersed silently, and no one came forward, let alone showed sympathy, at most, they took a sneaky look at them from a distance, and then turned to their companions. Said: "I didn't expect it to be His Highness?"

"I didn't expect that the relationship between His Highness and Qidi would not go well."

"Oh, Your Highness looks really uncomfortable."

"That Ciguo man is so small, so cute."

Leaving aside these whispered discussions that they didn't hear, Du Tianlu finally raised his head under Bian Yongjie's enthusiastic call, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he asked, "Is the matter settled?"

Bian Yongjie chuckled, and made his handsome face look a little wretched: "I handed it over to Erjia. Today is Mother's Day, so of course I want to accompany Xiao Qingzi." Having said that, he turned his head and smiled. Sweetly said: "Right, Xiao Qingzi."

Under Du Tianlu's unfriendly eyes, Gui Qing turned his face away, as if he didn't hear.

Bian Yongjie leaned into his ear and said sweetly: "Don't be shy. It just so happens that His Highness is here, we can go shopping together."

Du Tianlu touched the whip on his waist, finally endured it, and flatly refused: "You go shopping, I have something to do with Jiarui."

Bian Yongjie was taken aback for a moment, and shouted: "What else can you do these days?" After asking a fatal question, Bian Yongjie said happily: "Your Highness, I'm going to talk about you, you It’s fine to say that you do it on this day, but…”

He suddenly closed his mouth, smiled, and turned to look at Gui Qing.

Without hesitation, Gui Qing bowed to Du Tianlu, turned around and left.

Bian Yongjie didn't hesitate any more, and immediately chased after him, his sticky apologies and flattering voices could be heard from a long distance away.

Although he didn't know where he was wrong, since Xiao Qingzi said he was wrong, it must be him.Thinking of this, the tone of his apology became more and more sincere, but with just a few words, he already took Gui Qing's hand sweetly.

An Jiarui is simply amazed. When God closes a door for you, it must open a window for you. For example, Bian Yongjie, although he has no brains, but his level of chasing wives is simply superb. Du Tianlu and him It's not on the same level.

Du Tianlu was full of melancholy and was scattered by Bian Yongjie. Seeing that An Jiarui was still looking at their backs, he angrily led him in a different direction, and said: "He is not out of his mind. Compete with him."

An Jiarui didn't bother with him, and slowly picked up the flowers in her hands.

However, Du Tianlu remembered the previous topic again, looked at the flow of people, and asked An Jiarui in a low voice: "Does Jiarui have any doubts about today's events? May I help you clarify your doubts?"

An Jiarui fiddled with the large bouquet of flowers in his hand, and after seeing it more pleasing to the eye, he handed the flowers to Du Tianlu. Du Tianlu was slightly taken aback, took the flowers and said, "But are you tired?"

You should really learn from Bian Yongjie.

In his heart, he complained about Du Tianlu's habitual thinking of a steel straight man, An Jiarui raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes rolled, and he said affectionately: "This is my Shuxiu~"

With a slight pick at the end of his voice, there was an ambiguous meaning, which made Du Tianlu look down for a few moments.

After hesitating and hesitating, he just said: "Others gave it to you, and you can do it for me?" There was still a bit of disgust in his eyes...

This reaction is very real, very incomprehensible, very familiar, it is his style.

An Jiarui stretched out his hand to take back the bouquet, but Du Tianlu hid and smiled: "But I like everything you give me." He lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose against An Jiarui's face, with a touch of intimacy and joy.

An Jiarui withdrew his hand and dragged him to continue walking. Feeling tired, he changed the subject and said, "I'm really a little confused."

Seeing that he didn't make him happy, Du Tianlu was not disappointed, and said somewhat comfortably, "I have something to teach you."

An Jiarui's voice was very low, and he walked casually as if he had no goal. He asked curiously, "Did Zhujian know about this matter? Did Grandpa know about it? Was Grandpa's death planned?"

It was obvious that he was very puzzled.

Du Tianlu bypassed the crowds in front of him and picked a remote path. The surrounding gradually became quiet, and he didn't stop. He walked into a small house familiar with the way. It was him, Fang pushed open the door silently.

An Jiarui glanced at the decoration in the room, and was a little puzzled. The accessories and furniture were very delicate, exuding an air of luxury, but there was no sign of people living there, as if it was just an empty house, a bit gloomy for no reason.

Du Tianlu put his hand on the door, but seemed to remember something.