Chapter 42 Chapter 42: Originally Born from the Same Root (10)

At this time, a tender and soft voice came: "Ana, Afen wants to go and play with brother." When we turned around, we saw a little girl with beautiful makeup, biting her finger and standing at the door. Xiangqin and several maids stood behind her, seemingly respectful. My eyes were fixed on that auntie, and my heart kept aching. Biying coughed in embarrassment, and waved lightly, and the little girl ran over and jumped into Biying's arms, looking up. Kissed her with a flushed little face, Biying looked at her tenderly and smiled. I couldn't help but think of Xiyan and the students of Hope Primary School, my heart felt sour, Biying turned the little girl around: "Come on, call me Auntie."

The little girl put her little finger in her mouth and bit it. She looked at me with two big eyes fluttering. She blushed and did not speak for a long time. Biying kept coaxing softly beside her. Hong finally hid her little head in Biying's arms, and stuck it out again from time to time, peeking at me, which amused both Biying and me. "What's so funny?" A hoarse and sexy voice came, and before we turned around, Ah Fen struggled happily and called out in a soft voice, "Ata." Ah Fen broke free from Biying, ran staggeringly under a strong figure, hugged Saruer's calf with joy on her face, raised her head and yelled, "Ata, Ata."

Behind Saruer was a tiger-headed little boy, about seven or eight years old, dressed in brocade robes, with braids and knots, and wine eyes like fire. While saluting to Biying and calling Ana auspicious, he tilted his head Looking at me carefully, it is the Turkic Prince Mu Yin. Saruer picked up Ah Fen and said in Turkic, "Why don't you come to find A Ta today." The little girl babbled back in Turkic for a long time, as if she was saying that she just went to see the old cat give birth to kittens or something, then pointed to the yawning cat with four hooves and snow breed under Biying's feet, and said that It was Atta of the kitten, and Atta of the kitten blinked her apricot-yellow eyes, looked at Princess Afen inexplicably, and meowed there.

Saruer's eyes were doting, and he listened to the little girl's narration with a smile, and he didn't mean to be bored at all. My daughter is always my father's little cotton jacket, and my Xiyan was like this when she was five or six years old, but compared to this Princess Afen, she has never known what shyness is. She can move from morning to night without stopping , Even if you take a rest at night, you will shout loudly from your dreams in the middle of the night, your energy is super strong, and even Duan Yuerong is amazed. If she is happy or likes you, she will kiss you hard on the first face, and then stick to you like a follower until she is tired; if she hates you or is angry, she will I tried my best to get rid of you, but I couldn’t get rid of you, so I wanted you to hold me on purpose, then pissed on you, or bit you abruptly, every time I caught her playing tricks, I twisted her ears and scolded her : Is there anything you can't talk about properly, but you just act like a straw dog?

At that time, the little girl was only crying and crying, but Duan Yuerong laughed and praised: She is indeed my daughter, and this is how she catches the enemy by surprise. This nasty bad habit lasted until she was five years old, and I started to teach her how to read and then slowly got rid of it. A Fen was a little tired from talking, imitating her mother with lotus root-like hands, covering her mouth gracefully and yawning, Saruer was handed over to Xiangqin to hold her, Biying meekly handed over the golden cup containing you, Saruer Ruhr smiled at her. "It seems that you are very familiar with Madam!" Saruer glanced at me, and Biying smiled calmly: "My Madam and I are both from the Han family in Dongting, and it happened that we both stayed in Xi'an. Your Majesty forgot your concubine. Did I tell you that?"

Saruer looked at me and gave me a oh, eyes slightly fixed, then turned to chat with Biying for a while, the two kissed me, they were very harmonious, at this time Muyin quietly turned behind me, and in front of everyone Without even noticing, he grabbed my braid and pulled it violently. I raised my head slightly and screamed softly. Both Saruer and Biying turned their heads. I stroked my braids and looked back at him. There was a strange flash in his eyes. I raised my eyebrows, you little brat. Saruer glanced at the little boy displeasedly, and said lightly: "Mu Yin, are you trying to bully people again?"

"Where is it? Father, my son is just curious. He Dun, who has never seen father before, still has big braids!" The little kid said with a smile, "It's so fun, just like my sister's doll." of." The faces of the two people on the spot became ugly, one was me, the other was Biying, Mu Yin snatched the broken doll on the ground, and ignored his sister who cried, fought and made trouble at him, offering treasures Handed it to his father: "Look, my son is right, isn't this Mrs. Jun very much like Aunt Hua, and she's just as ugly." Saruer was about to reprimand his good son, but looked at Aunt Hua, opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, his eyes swept back and forth between the baby and my face, and stood there in a daze.

Feeling sore in my heart, I stood up and said with a light smile, "Minister is not feeling well, I want to leave first." "Wait a minute, ma'am, wait for me to see you off," Saruer got up and caught up with me, his eyes turned slightly, like fine wine flowing in a luminous cup, glowing mellow in the sun, Biying's eyes were dim, but said nothing. Saruer didn't send me back to Yuchen Palace as I expected. Halfway there, I had a whim and took me to the hunting ground in the south. I proposed to go back to the palace to change a hunting suit, but he laughed and said, in the south The palace can be changed, I was drenched in cold sweat and was watched by a large group of strange maids, changed into hunting clothes, and went back to the hunting ground in the south. Unexpectedly, Prince Mu Yin also chased us out, riding a big yellow horse, and followed us with a smile.

This kid seems to be very interested in my braids, always saying that his father didn't pay attention to pulling my braids. I was annoyed and was about to explode when Saruer suddenly said in front of me: "I heard that Jiangnan Zhang Zhi is serious. Yang Jiajie competed with his wife in shooting skills, and was defeated by his wife, which shocked the heavens." I smiled lightly and said, "Your majesty praises you for your mediocre skills. That day Mr. Zhang was drunk and missed his hand, and just let the girl win by chance. I am really ashamed." This is the truth, that day I introduced Youyou to Zhang Zhiyan for the first time, Zhang Zhiyan was so excited, his heart fluttered, and the arrow missed the target, allowing me to snatch the right to sell iron from the Qian family in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Madam is too modest. It is widely rumored in central Guizhou that in the third year of Yongye, the Jun family Mo Wen once had a mob of 800 people. Qiqiu used to shoot Hu Yong with an arrow, and wept ghosts and gods. It's a good talk, so it can be seen that besides business, Madam is also good at the art of war." The intelligence network under the Great Turkic Khan is really good. I was about to prevaricate, but Mu Yin leaned his head curiously and asked: "Father, she is obviously a woman, how could she be a hero against violence in central Guizhou?" "Silly boy, why can't a woman be a hero? Have you forgotten the imperial grandmother?" Saruer laughed, and lovingly raised his hand to caress Mu Yin's forehead, "Remember, never underestimate a woman, even a woman's Don't underestimate tears, sometimes they can be the most terrible weapon."

My heart moved, but Mu Yin seemed to understand, and after a while, he said in a muffled voice: "I just think women are very boring." Saruer and I couldn't help being amused by the children's innocent jokes. At this moment, the tent banners were flying in the distance, and the wolf flag was flying like the sea. The guard is here too." "Ma'am, you know that I am a Turkic man who is a wolf, and everyone is good at archery," Saruer said with a smile, "and Guo Erren Yehu is the number one warrior of my Great Turks, and the greatest god blessed by Tengger." Archer, I always wanted to be an archer who surpassed Guo Erren Yehu." The empress's wife came slowly, Guo Erren was dressed in military uniform, and sat on the side of the tall horse to accompany him. Along the way, the empress bent down from time to time, smiling and saying something in Guo Erren's ear, and the flowers and branches followed her. The wind is blowing, and it seems to be very intimate, Guoerren's gray eyes are tender, and he laughs lowly from time to time, thinking that the cold iron face in the purple garden has turned into soft fingers, and he sighs in secret. Turning his gaze slightly, he saw Saruer's pair of wine eyes following the Empress Dowager and Guo Erren, with an unfathomable smile on his face.