"Brother Aguda, just send him here. If you leave further, you will soon reach the territory of the Song Dynasty."
At the border of Liao and Song Dynasties, Murong Fu said goodbye again to the Wanyan tribe members who were still reluctant to leave him after they had sent him hundreds of miles away.
Aguda sighed and said, "Well, as you Central Plains people say, we must say goodbye after a long journey. But I don't know when we will see you again after this separation."
Murong Fu patted Aguda's broad shoulder and comforted him: "I think we will see you again soon."
The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.
After thinking about it, Murong Fu asked again: "Be sure to remember to put away the little black flag I gave you. It will be of great use later."
Aguda laughed and said: "I know, you have told me many times along the way. I have nothing to say, Yingge, what else do you have to say, eh, where is Yingge?"
Aguma turned around, but he didn't see his little sister who was accompanying him all the way, and he sighed softly in his heart.
Murong Fuyi held up his hand and said: "We meet in mountains and rivers. We will meet again someday."
After saying that, he jumped up, used Qinggong and body skills, and disappeared into the vast snow.
When Murong Fu's figure could no longer be seen, Aguda sighed, without looking back, and said softly: "Everyone has gone away, don't hide anymore."
Several crunching sounds were heard in the snow, and Wanyan Yingge's pretty figure appeared next to Aguda. Aguda turned back to look at his sister, and was suddenly startled.
I saw that Yingge's pretty little face was already full of tears. Aguda sighed: "Why are you doing this?"
Yingge said quietly: "He belongs to Jiangnan, not here."
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Murong Fu was very fast.
He already had good skills, and after he mastered the free wind, his light kung fu reached a world-shattering level. Riding a horse seemed too useless for Murong Fu today. In addition, he was worried about Wang Yuyan, who had been pregnant for half a year, and his return was as fast as an arrow.
Next, we rushed back under the stars and the moon. It only took three days from Yanmen Pass, from the Liao border to the Song Dynasty, and to return to Suzhou.
Suzhou, Taihu.
Spring in the south of the Yangtze River comes much earlier than in the northern part of the Great Wall. Although it is a period of warm and cold weather, the willows on the lakeshore have quietly sprouted new buds. The sky is still clear and the green mountains are green, as if they are no different from when they left.
But everything changed again.
When he first arrived two years ago, he was a young master from an aristocratic family who had lost all his martial arts skills and was facing a precarious future. Now he is in charge of the most powerful force in the world, possesses unparalleled martial arts skills, and more importantly, has a beautiful woman who will stay with him for the rest of his life.
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However, at the moment, a very real problem is before him, how should he go home?
It's funny to say that Nan Murong, who is famous all over the world, can't get in at the door. Just because the Murong family has been secretive for many years, the location of Yanziwu is not known to outsiders, and no boatman knows how to get to Yanziwu. In order to be clean in the future, Murong Fu
It is impossible to give directions to a boatman.
Just when Murong Fu was thinking about buying a boat and rowing back by himself, the melodious music of the piano came from far away, and a smile appeared on Murong Fu's lips.
A long way away, on the painting boat, a beauty dressed in green is sitting alone on the bow, stroking the Yao Qin with her bare hands, her eyebrows are like spring mountains, and her mouth is smiling. The scenery of Jiangnan is beautiful, and the picturesque lakes and mountains in front of you seem to be specially made for this.
Designed for beauties.
Murong Fu couldn't help but be slightly infatuated, and couldn't help but call softly: "Abi..."
The people on the painting boat seemed to be feeling something, their beautiful eyes slightly raised, and they happened to meet the gaze of Murong Fu on the shore.
"Ah, sir!"
Surprised, Abi hurriedly ordered the woman rocking the boat to speed up to the shore.
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"Abi, how did you know I was coming back today?" Murong Fu asked with a smile.
Abi still looked as gentle as before, and said softly: "Since the young master left, my cousin misses the young master every day and looks forward to his early return, so I ordered my maid to drive a boat to the lake to wait for him every day. I don't want to miss you today."
I finally met the young master."
Even though she was married, Abi was still used to calling Wang Yuyan my cousin, and nothing seemed to have changed. Murong Fu was slightly startled, and then a narrow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Oh? I just miss my cousin, Abi, don't you think so?
Haven't you ever missed me?"
Two red clouds flew up to her jade cheeks. Even though the window paper had long been pierced, Abi's gentle character still made her instinctively shy in the face of Murong Fu's teasing. She lowered her head and said in a voice as small as a mosquito:
"Abi misses Young Master too, every day."
Murong Fu could not help but take the beauty into his arms.
Yanziwu sounds mysterious, but in fact, the 49th Waterway will arrive very quickly.
"Sister A'Zhu, go and tell your cousin that the young master is back."
As soon as he finished speaking, A'Zhu was nowhere to be seen, and Wang Yuyan's figure had already flashed to the door.
Although she was six months pregnant, she did not show any signs of pregnancy.
Murong Fu laughed and felt that the pain of traveling around in the past few months had turned into catkins in the wind.
"Yuyan, I'm back."
A few months later.
Outside the delivery room, a group of people were waiting anxiously.
Mrs. Wang took small steps and walked around in countless circles: "Why hasn't it healed yet? It hasn't been this long since I gave birth to this girl Yuyan!"
Duan Zhengchun set out from Dali half a year ago and came to Gusu to witness the birth of his first grandson. Although Dao Baifeng was very jealous, due to the situation and the fact that he had ghosts in his heart, he could only acquiesce to the fait accompli.
Already.
The Duan Zhengchun brothers intended to let Duan Yu take over, and some ordinary government affairs were gradually let Duan Yu take care of them. As a result, Duan Zhengchun had more leisure, and he, the Zhennan King of Dali, was also happy to be in Gusu.
I stayed there for a year and a half, which felt a bit like being happy and unwilling to miss my hometown.
Duan Zhengchun comforted her: "Aluo, Yuyan will be fine. Don't worry too much."
Unexpectedly, Li Qingluo rolled her eyes and gave Duan Zhengchun a fierce look: "Huh, you do know how to talk cheaply. When I was pregnant with this girl Yuyan, how could you be so heartless and happy? Huh.
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Duan Zhengchun didn't expect that his good intentions to comfort him would actually make him angry, causing his old lover to open up old scores. He had never encountered such a situation before, and he was dumbfounded for a moment, not knowing what to do.
Murong Fu glanced at the old lovers and ignored them. He longed to get into the delivery room. However, due to the broken rules of this era, it was unlucky for a man to enter the delivery room, so he had to stay outside anxiously. Fortunately, with his extraordinary skills,
With my strong ears, I could hear my beloved wife's breathing evenly and calmly inside, and I knew she was fine, so I felt a little relieved.
Finally, the door of the delivery room opened, and Aju and Abi walked out with smiles on their faces: "Congratulations, young master, we are a pair of twins. The Murong family has welcomed a young master and a young lady. It is a great joy."