forever

Dayong City of Qin State, the capital of the king, is a scene of prosperity and prosperity.

Zhang Xuan was approved as a fake, and he was hanging out with his friends.

"Hey, Wen Ang, there's a fortune-telling booth in front of it. I heard people say it's accurate, and they don't charge for it!" A friend hugged him and pointed straight ahead.

Zhang Xuan frowned, "I never believe in ghosts and gods."

"Tsk, you're here again." The friend grinned, "I didn't tell you to believe it. Anyway, you don't need money, and it won't matter if you do a fortune-telling."

After all, he was still young, so Zhang Xuan was easily persuaded. He curled his lips and said that it was hard to figure it out. He turned around and glared at the group of ruffians, sternly saying that he was not allowed to follow.

There was an extremely young Taoist priest at the booth, and he estimated that he was only a young dancer, which caused his credibility in Zhang Xuan's heart to be doubled.

But everyone had already walked to the stall, so Zhang Xuan had no choice but to bite the bullet, flipped his clothes, and sat down with a step of his long legs, "Master Daoist, please do some calculations."

The young Daoist raised his eyes slightly, and when he saw the person who came, he chuckled, "What does the gentleman want to count?"

"Whatever." Zhang Xuan stretched out his hand impatiently, "You can figure it out."

The young man took the thick palm, looked at it carefully for a moment, then politely pushed it back, sat upright and nodded, "Mr. Lang, there must be something in your life sometimes, and there is always time in your life. Don't force it."

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan's eyes sank, "...Did the Taoist master see that every young and strong person speaks like this?"

The boy just smiled and didn't answer.

Zhang Xuan didn't pursue it either, and got up to leave, but was stopped.

"Lang Jun, I have a request from the poor." The young man had already walked out of the booth and bowed deeply to Zhang Xuan, "Can you invite your lord to come here to make a fortune?"

"You are so courageous!" Zhang Xuan was furious, "Do you know who my lord is? Why don't you just listen to your nonsense?!"

"Lang Jun." The young man completely ignored his rage, and still stood with his hands behind his back, calm and calm, "Whether the poor man is talking nonsense, I'm afraid the gentleman will be very clear in the future."

Among the layers of the palace, a person bowed and walked quickly.

"Lao Qi took that Zhao Zi to the mansion?" On the soft couch, the old man heard the report, with a helpless expression on his face, "This kid is really not picky, and the son I have touched doesn't dislike him?"

"Seventh Young Master has been a little...unsuitable for ordinary people since he was a child, but he has already achieved meritorious service after reaching the top. Such trivial details are not enough for outsiders." The chief eunuch defended loudly.

"Hmph, I know in my heart, of course it is impossible to embarrass his seventh child for the sake of a child molester." The old man waved his hand impatiently, "From now on, there is no need to bother about Mr. Zhao's affairs."

"promise."

It is said that Anu, the protagonist in the old man's mouth, is being served by Haosheng in the Hou's mansion.However, the master of the Hou Mansion never showed up again.

It's not that Anu hasn't mentioned it before, but the maid's answer is always "Master Hou is training soldiers".

Seeing the traces on his body gradually fade away, and the time to return to the Proton Mansion is getting closer, Anu is inexplicably anxious.

There was a sudden commotion outside the door, and before Anu could react, the door was knocked open, and a girl wrapped in snow balls broke in.

When the girl saw him, she sneered, "Are you that child mole that Daddy picked up?"

As smart as Anu, you can sort it out in no time.His face turned pale, and his thin lips trembled, "The villain and Lord Hou... have not been married yet."

The girl just smiled, "Grandpa throws away so much after playing, why did you get picked up by daddy? Didn't daddy pick you up?"

Anu trembled all over, unable to refute.

Yes, these days, he has always wanted to see Lord Hou again, just to ask, "Why".

At that time, at that place, I found it by accident.

As if... came for him.

But Anu didn't dare to think so.Nor can it.

"Princess!" Immediately, the guards rushed in and grabbed the girl, "You can't come in!"

"Bold!" Before the girl could react, Anu yelled angrily first, "The Marquis has no son, and the princess is the only son! Is there any reason why the only son of the Marquis cannot pass?"

The guard was bluffed, and when he came back to his senses, he was about to reprimand, but the girl at his hand threw it away, turned around and reprimanded, "Are you deaf? Diao Nu, don't back down!"

The guard was panicked, so he had to step back and close the door behind him.

After the door was finished, the girl posted it immediately, her eyes shining brightly, "Interesting, the princess admires you a little bit."

Anu bowed and smiled broadly, "The princess is admirable. The princess is not too far behind."

As long as Anu lived in the Hou's mansion, Lu Liang hid in the barracks for as long.

There has been no war recently, but Lu Liang has been reluctant to go home for a long time, and all his food and lodging are in the camp. Instead, his colleagues joked, "Fortunately, there is no owner in the house, otherwise the mother-in-law would have to drive to the camp to drive people out."

Lu Liang drove them away with a smile and cursing, but when he turned around he sat in the tent and was troubled.

In that mansion, there is someone who disturbs his heart far more than the mother-in-law.

He really didn't know how to face it, so he could only hide for a while.

But the mansion still came with chariots and horses.

The reporter looked confused, and so did Lu Liang, who listened.

"Daddy!" However, the loud sound of the gong immediately dispelled his doubts.

A snow dumpling rushed in, and Lu Liang hugged it without looking at it.

"Susu misses her father?"

"I think so!"

Lu Liang held Xuetuanzi in his arms, but couldn't stop crying in his heart.

His wife, Hongyu, died young, leaving only a daughter. Lu Liang didn't care about it at all, so there was no sequel. For more than 20 years, he flicked his fingers.

When Dayong City was broken, Lu Liang was captured, his hamstring was broken, and he was carried into a deep house. He wanted to die again and again, but was threatened by Zhao Lian as his only daughter.

From then on, he looked away and let Zhao Lian ask for it.Who knows, everything is a lie.His Yunlu, his Susu, committed suicide and died for the country as early as the day the city was destroyed.

...What do those years of sitting alone in the deep house count?

In the end, it became a joke.

Thinking of this, blood and tears continued.

"Daddy!" The daughter's voice brought Lu Liang back to his senses, "Susu wants to ask you for someone."

"Oh? Who could have caught your eye?" Lu Liang laughed.

Yunlu hesitated for a while, "...Zhao Lian, the fourth son of Zhao."

Lu Liang immediately turned pale, "No way!"

"Why?!"

"Do you know who the Fourth Young Master Zhao is? How can you ask for it?!"

"No matter how honorable the son of General Yan's mansion is, if we leave our Qin country, wouldn't we still be allowed to be molested by others? Why can't I have my majestic princess?"

"Stop discussing this matter!" Lu Liang flatly refused, getting up to leave.

Yunlu refused, and grabbed him tightly, "Dad, you are the general of the town and the master of the Houfu, and you still don't know anything about it with your subordinates, why should you speak of me!"

Lu Liang turned around abruptly, "Who said that?!"

"It's not important!" Yunlu stood still, full of confidence, "Daughter, I am neither deaf nor blind, how could I not know?"

Lu Liang helplessly supported his forehead.Yes, he remembered, at this time, he had already accepted the show of love from his confidant Zhang Xuan, and went in and out with him like husband and wife.

He doesn't care about gossip.With the body of a prince and his military achievements, who dares to say more?

I just didn't expect Susu to notice it so quickly.His daughter has been extremely intelligent since she was a child, he should have thought of it.

Lu Liang rubbed his forehead, feeling that he had another headache.

But Yunlu at his feet was still relentless.

"It's alright, alright, I'll call Zhao Zi to you." Lu Liang's headache was splitting, and he didn't want to be entangled, so he opened his mouth, "But, you will tell me every move this son makes in the future!"