Jian Sui Daye

"Wait, I'll go in person." Just as the porter was about to disappear from sight, Gao Xing hurriedly raised his hand to stop him, sorted out his clothes a little, and strode towards the front yard.

When Gao Xing came to the front yard, he saw a group of seven or eight people standing outside the gate of the mansion from a distance. The leader was a pair of young men and women. The man was handsome and the woman was beautiful. A young child in the woman's arms can also tell that they are indeed a husband and wife, and the others are dressed as servants. They are all energetic, strong and healthy, exuding a faint murderous aura, obviously they have some kung fu in their hands, No ordinary servant.

Although the young man is not very old, his eyebrows are full of wind and frost, and there are occasional flashes of light between the opening and closing of his piercing eyes. He is handsome, but he does not lose his luxurious clothes. This person's identity is obviously not ordinary.

Although the clothes on the young woman's body are not ostentatious, there is a kind of grace between her eyebrows that ordinary people don't have. Even standing in front of this incomparably majestic Prince Regent's Mansion, she doesn't have much fear on her face, she just hugs her tightly. Holding the young child in her arms, her pretty face is full of doting, and the gazes that occasionally fall on the man beside her are also affectionate.

"It's him, I haven't seen him for a few years, he seems to have matured a lot, and he has finally achieved the fruit of his cultivation. It's really gratifying," Gao Xing's figure froze slightly, and he continued to walk towards the door with big strides, sighing softly One sound.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from inside the door, the young men and women in front of the door all raised their heads and followed the prestige. When they saw the joy in white clothes, when they came, their eyes lit up and their faces were excited. There was a flash of sadness, but when she saw the young child in her arms, the sadness disappeared in an instant.

"Brother Wang, it's been nearly four years since we left Yecheng, and I really want to hurt my little brother. I don't know that big brother came here, but my little brother was far away to welcome me. It's really a sin." Gao Xing came to the door, bowed his hands and saluted, with an excited expression on his face. , sincerely.

"Wang Yan is ashamed of what the little prince said." The young man hurriedly returned the gift, and saluted together with the young woman and the servants behind him: "Wang Yan and his wife Zhao have seen the little prince. Binanshan, "

Gao Xing's face darkened suddenly, with a hint of sullenness in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Wang Yan, if you don't treat me as a brother, then you can go wherever you came from, even if you don't enter the gate of the palace." ,"

I am happy, I never thought that my first friend in this life would be like this after not seeing you for a few years. The joy suddenly disappeared, and I became a little angry for no reason. Heart to heart, he is calm and mature now, but he doesn't have the intimacy of the past, so he is a little annoyed when he is happy.

The joyful sudden turn of face made everyone startled, especially the servant behind Wang Yan, who trembled all over, even Wang Yan's bowed body was also stiff there, and he was at a loss for a while, and there was even a faint feeling on his back. A little sweaty.

Gao Xing doesn't know how precious his status as the son of the regent prince is, not to mention the fact that he has fought in the north and south for several years, commanding hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses. Ordinary people don't dare to stare at him.

How strict is the class hierarchy in this era, and there are even differences in dignity and inferiority. How dare Wang Yan be equal to Gao Xing in his current status as Bai Ding.

Four years ago, Wang Yan could talk and laugh with Gao Xing. First, Gao Changgong was reviled, and his status was very different from today's. Wang Lin also had a prince and was a general in charge of the army, so her status was no lower than Gao Changgong's; Come on, Wang Yan was at the age of playing around, far less mature and tactful than he is today.

Now that Gao Changgong's family is the only one, it is unstoppable to aspire to the Ninth Five-Year Master, and as the only son, Gao Xing will become the young master of the Northern Qi Dynasty. With such a respected status, how could Wang Yan dare to do anything wrong.

Wang Yan was at a loss because of his joy and sullenness, but the eyes of the woman beside him were full of brilliance. She lightly touched Wang Yan's arm, and then she bowed and said solemnly: "Little prince, please calm down. Farewell, etiquette cannot be discarded, otherwise how can I convince the public, my husband has been thinking about the little prince all these years, and he sighed and regretted not being able to accompany the little prince to fight the world together, and I hope the little prince will be careful, don’t blame my husband, "

Looking at the still beautiful but more charming woman in front of him, thinking about all the past, the anger in his heart could not help but dissipated a bit, and his face softened and said: "Sister-in-law, I just feel that Brother Wang is related to me, so I don't feel angry for a while. I can't choose what to say, but I still hope that Brother Wang and Madam Haihan, "

"Young prince, don't blame yourself," Wang Yan also came to his senses at this time, feeling that Gao Xing's affection for him had not diminished, and his heart was greatly moved, and his voice couldn't help sobbing a little, "It's okay for Wang Yan to be treated like a brother by the little prince." Death is enough, too."

Gao Xing frowned, and was about to refute, but the Zhao family, that is, Zhao Jing, suddenly interrupted: "It is widely rumored that the young prince is a first-class romantic and unrestrained person, who rarely cares about worldly etiquette, why does he care about mere titles today? Congenial to each other, sincere fellowship, rich and poor, high and low, so what."

Gao Xing was shocked all over, and looked at the calm and unhurried Zhao Jing, the expression in his eyes fluctuated. After a long time, he gave a deep salute, and laughed: "Sister-in-law's words are really enlightening, but my younger brother thought about it. Brother Wang, Mrs. It's really not right for you two to stand in front of the door for a long time, please come inside quickly."

"Please, my lord," Wang Yan smiled humbly, and finally entered the mansion with Gao Xing's insistence, but he was still half a step behind Gao Xing. After all, Xing Xing's identity was there, and Wang Yan Sufficient respect must be maintained, while Zhao Jing hugged the young child and followed closely behind the two, with light steps and a gentle face.

After entering the main hall, the guests and hosts were seated separately, and after the servants offered tea, he happily asked, "Brother Wang, how have you and your sister-in-law been doing these past few years?"

Wang Yan first took a tender look at Zhao Jing who was sitting at the bottom, and then smiled happily and gratefully: "Little prince, although I have suffered a lot in the past few years, I have gained more. Speaking of which, I can The marriage with Jing'er is all thanks to the little prince's success, the great kindness is without words of thanks, the little prince's kindness must be remembered in his heart, but he sent him, and he will never hesitate to die, "

As he said that, Wang Yan wanted to get up and salute, and happily pushed him back to the seat, smiled and shook his head and said: "Brother Wang, you and my brother, don't want to see outsiders. I haven't congratulated you and your wife yet. , and this lovely nephew, but I don't know how old he is, "

"Thank you, little prince, for your concern. The dog is already one year old," Zhao Jing looked fondly at Gu Lulu in her arms, and curiously looked at the toddler in the room, with a look of sadness in her eyes again, and said softly.

I still remember that when the young girl was pregnant with spring, that handsome figure in white made her heart flutter. However, the world is changing and the sea is changing. Who would have expected that Turk would suddenly propose marriage, and she was actually named Princess Dayi, and she almost married into the grassland. Wang Yanhe Xing Xing rescued her. I am afraid that she is already like that rootless duckweed, and she does not know whether she is alive or dead.

After leaving Yecheng, she and Wang Yan went hand in hand all the way, and finally set up a camp in the remote Yingzhou to follow her. She kept her name incognito, and after four years, the fantasy in the girl's heart had been deeply buried in the bottom of her heart. Become today's maturity and wisdom.

Back then, Wang Yan fought to the death and cared for each other meticulously all the way, finally melted Zhao Jing's heart, the lovers finally got married, even though they were far away from home, without the blessings of relatives and friends, even though it was bitter, it was sweet to be with the ones they love.

Gao Wei is dead, and Wang Yan and Zhao Jing can finally appear in front of everyone in a fair and honest manner, but things are different, and some things can never be found after they have passed away, whether it is the immature and shy girlish feelings, or the love for their grandfather. There is nostalgia and regret, and now they all turn into wisps of melancholy lingering in Zhao Jing's heart.

"Cute little guy, did you ever name him?" Gao Xing got up, came to Zhao Jing, stretched out his hands, smiled gently and said to the little boy who was blinking and looking at him without fear: "Little Guy, come, let uncle hold you!"

"Chuck,"

As if feeling the kindness and kindness in Happy's smile, the little guy grinned, revealing his delicate and white front teeth, stretched his arms, and flung himself into Happy's embrace after struggling.

"Hey, what a smart guy," Gao Xing took the young boy from Zhao Jing's arms, rubbed his chin lightly against the young boy's delicate and smooth forehead, and laughed.

"Giggle,"

The young child shrank his neck, waved his chubby little hands freely, grinned wide, his eyes were narrowed, and he laughed very happily. The slightly immature laughter echoed in the room, making several people's hearts They all felt a sense of warmth and became much quieter.

After teasing the little guy for a while, Gao Xing suddenly remembered something, took off a piece of jade pendant the size of a child's palm from his waist, stuffed it into the boy's arms, and smiled gently: "Little guy, I didn't know you were coming, and uncle didn't prepare a gift either." , I will give you this jade pendant."

"My lord, this gift is too expensive. I can't bear it. You can take it back quickly." Given Wang Yan and Zhao Jing's family backgrounds, they naturally have good eyesight. How can they not see that the jade pendant that Gao Xing took out is not a gift? Fanpin, not to mention that this jade pendant is a happy thing to wear, and its meaning is even more extraordinary, even Zhao Jing is a little bit pale.

"You don't have to say anymore, how can I take back what I sent?" Gao Xing flatly refused, and then returned to the seat with the little guy in his arms, allowing the latter to climb up and down on his body, but Xing Xing just laughed and kept his hands carefully. looking after.

He has been a man for two lifetimes, he is happy that he is no longer young in his heart, and he has an almost paranoid feeling for his parents, wife and children. Now that he sees Wang Yan's child, he is quite envious in his heart. It is strange to say that he is happy and strong, Zhang Rong The few girls don't seem to be sick, but after a few years, they have nothing. Not to mention the anxiety in Zheng's heart, even if he is happy, he is quite uneasy.

"Could it be that there is something wrong with my body, infertility?" Thinking of this possibility, he frowned happily. The problem of face may even cause turmoil in the country. This is definitely not alarmist talk.