The general never takes off his golden armor at night

The third prince smashed things in the mansion. He never thought that Yuan Ling, who has always been prudent, would be so reckless in doing things, and even move Qinghe. Don't you know that the power he wants is from Qinghe's back. Seeing the blood on his arms, his face Yuan Ling, who still had bruises on her face, picked up the white porcelain and smashed it, such as the color of the villain's skin, it is a fine product in the white porcelain bottle, and it is his favorite thing, "Bastard, I made up my mind on Qinghe, he is Can you move? Do you know how powerful he is behind him?" Even he didn't know all the details.

Yuan Ling shrank his head, he had never seen his cousin lose such a temper to him, and he was still very obedient here in Yan Chou, "Your Highness, as long as Qinghe is mine, the power will still be strong." out of our control."

"Bastard," the third prince was out of breath. He hasn't figured out what's wrong, "What do you think I'm going to do if I get close to Qinghe? Is he a little general and I should be afraid of him? Su, do you understand? Who do you think the mysterious person in Yuelai Building is? If Yuan Su didn't love him the most, why do you think this king is trying to curry favor with him?" The third prince looked at Yuan Ling with hatred, How ignorant he is to his elder brother, "Are you looking for death if you touch his person? Do you know how powerful he is? He occupies half of the entire store in the capital. Is there still prosperity?"

Yuan Ling stared blankly and shook her head, "Impossible." He knew what kind of person Yuan Su was. He was proficient in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and never came home until midnight. How could a decent person like Feng Cai survive after leaving Maoguo's mansion.How can it be?

The third prince is enough. He is a bastard, so he naturally understands the suffering of his brother. He has understood Yuan Ling's suffering since he was a child, and he knows Yuan Su's torture for him. Just like him, no matter how hard he tries, no one can see him. Yes, he has worked hard in the court for many years, but some people think that he is not the eldest son and grandson, and will never get that seat, "I don't blame you, it's my king's fault, but the plan has to be advanced."

Yuan Ling still didn't believe it, she kept shaking her head like crazy, her eyes were out of focus, she seemed to be looking at something, but she didn't look at it, she just muttered, "Impossible." He is the winner, this is a dream, he raised his hand, and slapped himself with a backhand, he is his son, everything belongs to him, Qinghe is, the son is, none of these should belong to Yuan Su.The third prince walked over to comfort him, "It's yours, it's all yours." He understood Yuan Ling's knot, which was resentment towards Yuan's wife's son. Compare it.

The third prince's eyes are deep, if he can't get it, no one else can get it either.

Qing and Zongma went west from the capital all the way, crossed the east-west river, and there were Su family boats on the river bank. These boats usually transported goods from Xizhou, the southernmost part of the Yu Dynasty, to the north and Yancheng by sea. Crossing the river by boat, there is a symbol of the Su family's autocracy on the boat, so that the bandits in this area dare not approach.

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On Yuan Su's side, inheriting Yigu's position, he began to check the accounts, roughly checked the business outside Yigu, and chatted with the old man. Qiuming was sitting in front of the bamboo house with his wine gourd in his arms. Yuan Su got tired of watching, so he went out for a walk, Qiuming pulled his sleeve, and said something roughly, but the old man went out of the Medical Valley to find him, and Li Xiaoman chased him out for the sake of his brother, but he did not expect to meet Yuan Su. Shock that person.The old man loved his younger sister the most. When he thought about it, he still felt guilty for killing his younger sister because of his son's affair. Even Qiuming felt guilty.Yuan Su sat down and drank two cups with him, helped the drunk Qiuming into the room, and was not as anxious to read the account book as before.

He used to think that it was because of Qinghe that he inherited Yigu, but he felt that his relatives were not only Qinghe but also the old man and grandfather.So I slowed down, looked at the account book in the morning, and went back to the mountain in the afternoon to accompany my grandfather, drink tea, and talk about some outside things.Fortunately, he can now summon the guardian bird and ride there, saving some time.I will also have a drink with the old man, and when the nature comes, I will brew a few jars. The old man looks fresh and plays with him.They look like a family, even though the soul has been changed.

The mountains and forests are quiet, the last life was spent in fighting, Yuan Su who can stir up the situation in this life, has never stayed in such a peaceful place, and sometimes the singing of birds can make people feel clearer, Yuan Su is sitting on the cushion of the bamboo hut Go up, adjust your breathing, the bamboo forest in front of you is swaying with the wind, and the emerald green bamboo leaves are intertwined with each other. If it is the rest of your life, it is actually not bad for him and Qinghe to live here.

Li Xiaolan looked at him from a distance, without saying a word, this child has too many things in his heart, he should help as much as he can.I don't know when a bird appeared in my hand, I fed it something, tied the paper in my hand to the bird's leg, and let it fly.