Chapter 202

Even if he disguised how similar Zhao Changyuan's appearance is, how should his feelings be disguised? She Gong Yueyue is not a teenage young AI and knows how to distinguish between true and false. She remembered that when she was at the wonton stall yesterday, Fang Zhiwen looked into his sweetheart's eyes, that kind of heartfelt desire and wholehearted investment, that was true love... If he could show the kind of attachment, love and love to another woman after half a day... Then he would not only be described by the word "slag man", but it was a serious symptom of schizophrenia.

Will

When she thought of this, she suddenly sat up from bed“ It's the prime minister. Will it be the prime minister? "

He asked himself to the air, and his blank eyes gradually became clear“ How many people in today's Song Dynasty will say the three words "I love you"?

She got out of bed like an electric shock and shouted outside the door, "Xiaomei, Xiaomei!"

Xiaomei had already been waiting outside the door. She was so urgent to hear her call. She thought something had happened. She was so frightened that she quickly pushed the door in: "Miss, you're awake."

She flustered through a piece of broken furniture and looked for her clothes: "where's my clothes? I'll get up and give me my clothes. "

Xiaomei was dazed by her startled appearance and quickly helped her find it in the cupboards around the house: "don't be so anxious, miss! Just take your time. Are you hungry? " While talking, he handed over his clothes.

Gong Yueyue never spoke again, but dressed up at the most agile speed, and stepped out of the threshold. Xiaomei hurried after her, holding her while advising her, "slow down, don't go so fast!"

After walking through the corridor for a long time, I only saw that there were soldiers with fierce faces and ready for battle everywhere. Where was Zhao Changyuan's shadow?

But at this moment, she is more and more sure that the person who sat by her bed last night, comforted her fear and helped her tuck in her quilt is Zhao Changyuan. Her heart beat louder and louder because of her excitement and more rapid footsteps. Even Xiaomei around her listened carefully.

Turning a corner, Zhao xiongzheng swaggered forward. Gong Yueyue's eyes lit up and went forward: "Dad!"

Zhao Xiong looked at her with a smile and asked, "where are you going in such a hurry?"

Gong Yueyue couldn't hide his excitement. He lowered his voice and asked softly, "Dad, is my husband back?" She knew that in Cangzhou City, the closest person to Zhao Changyuan was herself and Zhao Xiong. If Zhao Changyuan comes back, he will meet them.

But Zhao Xiong was puzzled: "no, has he come back?"

"Didn't you see him?" There was a little loss and doubt in her heart.

Zhao Xiong snorted coldly: "hum, if I see him, the first thing is to break his leg!"

The words are gnashing teeth and firm. But Zhao Xiong's heart was full of twists and turns. Because he is a man and a big husband, he is most afraid of lying to little women.

Thoughts were suddenly pulled back a few hours ago, when they were deeper and heavier. Zhao Xiong, who had been busy and anxious all day, stood alone under the window and sighed, "what's the matter with you, child?"

This sentence he has been repeating these two days. He never thought he could wait for a response when there was no one.

"Dad." A familiar voice suddenly rang behind Zhao Xiong, pulling him back from his melancholy.

Thought it was auditory hallucination, he suddenly turned back and found Zhao Changyuan really standing in front of him“ You... "Zhao Xiong didn't know what to say for a moment. He was afraid that his son would be scared away by his extreme behavior. I'm even more afraid that my beloved son is just his illusion. One step closer will suddenly disappear

Zhao Changyuan approached him boldly and knelt down, "it's me, zhaoer."

"Is it really you?" Zhao XiongQiang endured the tears in his eyes and helped him up.

"It's really me."

"You child! What's the matter with you? " Zhao Xiong had a bellyful of words to ask him. He had a bellyful of fire to send at him. Why doesn't the daughter-in-law send a letter home when she is ill? Why go after your wife? Did he have anything to do with those three fires in the daytime? Why do you want to put such a heavy hand on Yin liang? But when facing him, he couldn't ask a word. Because Zhao Xiong knew at this moment that it was great luck to stand and talk with him.

Zhao Changyuan naturally knew the questions in his father's heart, but he didn't explain them one by one. He just pulled his father's sleeve and said solemnly: "Dad, don't worry, I'm not crazy. I'm still the old zhao'er. "

When Zhao Xiong heard him say this, the stone in his heart fell to the ground. As long as he said it himself, as a father, he would believe it 100%“ What about last night? And today... "But he still wants to know what happened to his son. He wants to face it with his son.

Zhao Changyuan's face was a little embarrassed: "I have to suffer."

"What the hell happened? You tell Dad that Dad will work with you. "

Zhao Changyuan said firmly, "it's inconvenient to explain anything now. I just hope my father can trust my child. What I do has only one purpose. It is the peace and joy that our family can live in the near future. So don't ask, Dad. The child won't say. "

"You just don't trust dad?" A son is better than a father. Zhao Xiong knows Zhao Changyuan very well. He knows that he never cares about small things, but in case of major events, he will take up his 120000 spirit and deal with them carefully. Moreover, Zhao Changyuan has been a general for so many years. He has long been free from childishness and has the ability to plan strategies. What he said this time is so serious that it must not be an ordinary business. But as a father who taught him to be an adult, he was more or less lost and sad. When children grow up, does it mean they are old?

Zhao Changyuan saw his father's grief on his face, and his heart was very sour: "Dad, where is this? Both mother and mother are the most important people for the child. Only when the child regards his father as heaven can he dare to give the most important people to you. "

Hearing what he meant, Zhao Xiong was surprised: "do you want to go?"

"Yes." He lowered his head and said painfully, "I have to go, and I won't come back in a short time."

"What can dad do for you?" Zhao Xiong knew that instead of arguing with him, he might as well help him where he needed to finish what he wanted to do as soon as possible.

He raised his head and looked at his father with a surge in his eyes: "please take good care of my mother and my mother. And... Take care of yourself. "

Zhao Xiong could no longer resist the pain in his heart and hugged his son who had not been held for more than ten years on his shoulder“ No matter what happens outside, remember you and dad. "

From small to large, Zhao Xiong's family baton failed to make this dull and stubborn man shed a tear. But now, his father's trembling words broke his teeth and couldn't hold back his tears. He just cried and wet Zhao Xiong's shoulder.

It was not easy for the father and son to calm down. Zhao Xiong asked, "where's your mother? How are you going to explain?"

Zhao Changyuan wiped away his tears and snivel, but he was still a little out of breath: "it's inconvenient for me to say anything to her for the time being. I don't want her to worry. And I can't let her take risks with me. "

Zhao Xiong shook his head: "isn't she worried now? Do you know how sad she was when you did that last night? "

"I know. I have it all in mind." As he said this, his eyes suddenly filled with hate.

"Remember, dad wants you to live well."

"Dad, dad?"

Gong Yueyue's call brought Zhao Xiong back to reality from the endless aftertaste“ Go and have breakfast. Don't be hungry. " He said with a gentle smile.

"Oh." Gong Yueyue didn't get a satisfactory answer, so she had to step down with Xiaomei disappointed.

After sending Gong Yueyue away, Zhao Xiong didn't feel much relaxed in his heart. The girl is very clever and must not be cheated for long. Now that she is pregnant, she has a lot of inconvenience. When she gives birth to a child in a few months, it will not be so easy to be restrained.

In fact, Gong Yueyue is not so easy to be deceived. Zhao Xiong's thoughtful appearance just now was seen in her eyes and calculated in her heart. The old man probably kept something from her, but she was a father and a daughter-in-law. Now she had no choice but to accept it.

When she came to a deserted place, Xiaomei whispered to her, "Miss, did you really see my uncle yesterday?"

She muttered, "see..."

"What do you mean... See?" Xiaomei was speechless and choked at her language ability.

She smacked her lips and said helplessly, "it seems like him, but it doesn't seem like him. It seems to be true, and it seems to be dreaming. I'm confused, too. "

Xiaomei listened to her and said with her mouth curled: "well, in Xiaomei's opinion, it's probably that the young lady is crazy about her husband. She's dreaming. Look around us. It's like war. How can it be so easy for my uncle to enter and speak out? "

Gong Yueyue looked at her and couldn't help laughing: "you are so stupid and naive." After all, these soldiers belong to the Zhao family. If he really wants to come in, no one can stop him.

He Yong was looked at by her flickering big eyes and felt some inexplicable guilty. He couldn't help turning away his face and pretending to brush his horse's back.

Gong Yueyue asked Xiaomei to step aside first, and involuntarily pulled He Yong to the corner. Without waiting for his reaction, he asked, "my husband seemed to have come back last night. Did you see him?"

He Yong's face immediately became a little embarrassed, but he quickly returned to normal: "No. You must have dreamed. We have so many elite soldiers outside. If he can come back, it's useless for me, He Yong! "

Gong Yueyue's eyes turned crooked and his head looked at him: "really?"

"Of course it's true!" This time his answer was unequivocal. As if the heavier the tone, the lies he said will become true

It was still a few hours ago, when everything was quiet.