The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

"Drive! Drive! Drive!"

As the sound of galloping horses came, a tall and burly middle-aged general appeared, wearing heavy armor and holding a thirteen-foot-long sword.

Behind him followed more than a thousand cavalrymen, each of them had a strong aura and their war horses looked majestic as well, and they quickly arrived outside the Iron Knife Palace.

"Go and tell the master quickly that the young master has returned."

When Wang Chao saw the middle-aged general arriving, he quickly spoke to Ma Han beside him.

The middle-aged general dismounted from his horse and walked quickly into the mansion, not giving Wang Chao and Ma Han any chance to report to Wang Beiwang.

He was none other than the biological son of Wang Beiwang, Lord of Nanyuan, and also the mighty general of the Great Xia Dynasty, Wang Meng, who was powerful and brave in leading troops.

At the age of 35, he led 8,000 cavalrymen to defeat the 100,000-strong army of the Tianming Dynasty. He became famous in one battle and was named the Divine General by the current emperor.

"What is there to report? That old guy must be enjoying delicious food with my niece. He only knows how to mistreat his son." Wang Meng swaggered into the mansion.

He walked straight to the outside of the restaurant, his eyes suddenly widened, the aroma of wine in the air made him feel relaxed and happy, his guess was right.

This old guy had such good wine in his hand, but he actually hid it and didn't let him drink it. He walked into the restaurant and saw Wang Beiwang drinking and Murong Wan'er sitting on the side.

"Uncle, aren't you guarding the border? Why are you back?" Murong Wan'er was a little surprised when she saw Wang Meng coming, and she stood up and asked.

Wang Meng smiled when he saw Murong Wan'er. "I haven't seen you for three years. When I knew you were coming to Nanyuan, I led more than a thousand cavalrymen and rode non-stop for three days and three nights."

"Aren't you afraid that Grandpa will punish you for leaving your post without permission?"

There was a teasing look on Murong Wan'er's beautiful face.

Wang Meng stood by with his eyes wide open. He no longer cared about being questioned by Wang Beiwang and stared at the wine jug in Wang Beiwang's hand with his eyes shining.

He took two quick steps and rushed to Wang Beiwang. He looked at Wang Beiwang holding the wine pot and drinking. His saliva almost flowed out of his mouth. "Oh, father, you actually have such a good wine. At least give me two glasses so that I can enjoy it. You know that the wine at the border is not only strong, but also bitter. It's really hard to drink."

Wang Beiwang was afraid that Wang Meng would snatch it away, so he said slowly: "You deserted your post, and I am too lazy to pursue you. Let me be frank, you can only drink three cups of this wine, no more. Otherwise, you can go back to where you came from."

"Hehe! I just want to satisfy my urge to talk!"

Wang Meng stared with his eyes wide open, watching Wang Beiwang take a small wine glass and pour the wine. Looking at the splashes and color of the wine flowing in the glass, he couldn't help but be shocked.

He has been drinking wine for so many years, but he never knew that there could be a wine that is so pure and transparent, with the foam looking so pure that it is irresistible.

"Drink!"

Wang Beiwang filled the glass with wine and handed it to Wang Meng.

Wang Meng couldn't wait, so he picked up the wine glass and poured it into his mouth. As the wine entered his mouth, his eyes suddenly widened.

A wave of rich aroma, as the white wine goes down your throat, continues to emanate from your internal organs and rushes straight into your mouth, leaving you with an endless aftertaste.

"Father, where did you get this liquor? It's of the best quality!" After drinking a glass, Wang Meng handed the glass to Wang Beiwang and looked at it eagerly.

"Second cup ha!"

Wang Beiwang looked reluctant, but still poured wine for Wang Meng.

After Wang Meng finished all three glasses of wine, Wang Beiwang picked up the wine jug and slowly filled his own glass. He held a piece of ice field snow deer meat, with a look of enjoyment on his old face, while he ate the top-quality ice field snow deer meat and tasted the fine wine.

Murong Wan'er was sitting nearby. If others knew that the lord of Nanyuan, a powerful general who was currently at the peak of the power of the Great Xia Dynasty, had such an expression, they would probably be dumbfounded.

A sincere smile appeared on her face. She had liked her grandfather, uncle, and many soldiers in the Iron Knife Palace since she was a child.

Their emotions all change from the inside out, unlike in the palace of the Great Xia Dynasty, where they have to be careful with every word and action, fearing that someone will catch them and make a fuss about it. Murong Boheng has five children, and they are on guard against each other when eating, as if walking on thin ice, unlike when they are with their grandfather and uncle, where they don't have to worry about anything and can cry or laugh as they please.

Wang Meng watched Wang Beiwang tasting wine and eating meat, so he quickly sat down next to Wang Beiwang, hoping that his father would have a change of heart and give him another glass of wine.

Unexpectedly, Wang Beiwang was not moved at all. He just drank and ate meat by himself, and greeted Murong Wan'er from time to time, as if he was air.

"Wan'er, please help your uncle. Isn't your grandpa too much? I am a great general after all, and he just drinks and eats meat without giving me any?"

Wang Meng saw that Wang Beiwang was unmoved. He knew his father's character very well. As long as Murong Wan'er spoke, he would listen to her.

Murong Wan'er covered her mouth and looked at her uncle and grandfather. Her mind couldn't help but emerge with her childhood, when she and her mother were sitting at the dining table with a family of four, talking and laughing.

Grandpa always seemed to favor her and her mother Wang Lianyan, and her uncle Wang Meng's constant complaints were all directly rejected by her grandfather. However, they all knew that her mother and uncle had a very good relationship as siblings.

When my uncle learned that my mother had been assassinated and seriously injured and died, he was so angry that he led 100,000 Nanyuan troops and fought all the way from the southernmost part of the Great Xia Dynasty to the outskirts of Weicheng, the capital, just to seek an explanation.

"Hehe! Grandpa, please give some more to uncle. When there is a chance in the future, Wan'er will give you a few big jars." Murong Wan'er said with a smile.

This liquor was given to her by Ye Feng when he came to her attic. She drank a little bit and was reluctant to drink it, so she thought about returning to the Great Xia Dynasty and leaving it for her grandfather and uncle.

"You little brat, why don't you thank Wan'er right away."

Wang Beiwang cursed and poured wine for Wang Meng.

Wang Meng's eyes lit up. It turned out that the wine was brought by Murong Wan'er. "Wan'er, has your uncle been good to you all these years?"

"My uncle treats me more dearly than his own daughter, how can that be bad?" Murong Wan'er knew very well in her heart that Wang Meng loved her even more since her mother passed away.

"You can't be partial. Send me a few jars in the future." Wang Meng looked at Murong Wan'er with a flattering smile on his face, but his hands were not satisfied. As soon as Wang Beiwang poured the wine, he drank it all in one gulp.

"This wine was given to me by someone else. When I return to Jinling City, I will ask him if he still has it." Murong Wan'er felt that this wine was too precious, and she didn't know whether Ye Feng still had it.

"Who gave it to you?"

Wang Beiwang, who was sitting next to them, suddenly straightened his eyes and stared at Murong Wan'er.

"Oh... Grandpa, why are you asking so many questions? If you don't want to drink, just give it to me." Murong Wan'er rolled her eyes and said coquettishly to Wang Beiwang.

"Oh! Wan'er from our family has found a boy she likes. Who is he? I'll help you catch him." Wang Meng looked at Murong Wan'er's shy expression. He knew his niece very well and she would not act like a little girl casually.