concubine, you cant do

Chapter 345
Leng Yannuo's heart suddenly throbbed, and she felt her heart beating fast. She lowered her head slightly, covering up the instant pink on her face, and said that she was too hopeless, how could she be so unpromising for the upcoming meeting this time? Murong Shengrui is so sensitive.

Immediately, I heard the sound of horseshoes in the distance.

Roll one side of the smoke layer, and roll the same Qiuhua.

However, no one noticed that a silent life-and-death struggle was taking place above the tower.

Time went back to an hour ago, and there was just a gleam of blue and white light in the sky, with a faint light and mist. This autumn came earlier, and a thin layer of mist in the distance was more than a hundred miles away, so it was difficult to see what was ahead.

A stooped and thin old man who was over half a century old was carrying a food box and walked steadily and slowly along the steps of the city wall to the top of the city wall.

The aroma of the food in the food box lingered and lingered in the quiet and solemn air, and the fragrance wafted for miles.

"Uncle Fang, come to deliver food to Xiaotian again." A young general who was coming down from the tower looked at the old man and greeted him with a smile. Then, he glanced at the food in the old man's hand, as if joking. He sucked in his saliva, "Xiao Tian is really blessed to have such a good father."

The old man raised his head, in the mist, his eyes were vaguely clear, and he had a simple smile, wrinkled and deep-set and warm.

"My boy is tired from defending the city, and he is about to marry a wife. I have to take good care of him." The old man smiled gratifiedly after finishing his sentence.

The young general understood instantly, smiled more meaningfully, then nodded, greeted the old man and went down the stone steps.

The old man still climbed up to the highest point of the city wall step by step, and walked towards the highest point like a dying night candle holding the warmth in his hands. There, the soldiers who were standing upright suddenly smelled the familiar smell of food behind them, shocked and happy, but turned their heads. Still slightly blaming, "Father, I've already said it. It's early in the morning and everyone else is resting at home. What are you doing here?"

"You..." The old man looked at his son's slightly tired face, feeling distressed and proud.

The soldiers around the soldier who were also standing upright and standing guard shoved the soldier, "I said Xiaotian, don't keep daddy waiting for a long time. Among us, people are the happiest."

The simple and honest man called Xiaotian touched the back of his head, his complexion raised a trace of the most sincere satisfaction of ordinary people under the dim light.

So, under the substitute post of friendly soldiers, Xiaotian and his father hid in the rest place by the secret door on the side of the city wall. The father and son talked warmly, and sat and ate food.

The whiteness of the sky was getting brighter and brighter, and it slowly climbed up with a faint light.

"You've decided." The old man watched Xiao Tian'er digging out the last bite of rice from the bowl before he asked without haste, his tone full of respect and oppression that a father should have.

Hearing this, Xiao Tian'er froze when he was about to put the bowl down, and then raised his head to look at the old man. At this moment, the water in his eyes was brewing but only stayed in the eye sockets, "Tian'er only hopes to be safe with my father, marry a wife and have a baby I respect you for living your life safely."

"I see." The old man seemed to sigh, and then supported his head, as if thinking of something extremely far away, his old eyes reflected in the not-so-bright room, somewhat distant and open.

"I remember that when your mother gave birth to you with dystocia, the doctor asked me whether I should take care of the adult or the child. I was hesitant at that time... But your mother was in such pain, but she shouted loudly in her near-conscious coma, she wanted a child, and she wanted me to be with you. Her child, I looked up at the sky and sighed..." As the old man spoke, his eyes were soaked with warmth and moistness, but he still raised his head higher and looked at Xiaotian, "However, until now , but I didn't regret it, because that's what your mother hoped, she once said, let our children grow up under the blue sky, understand the meaning, don't want to be rich and rich, just have a clear conscience." The old man said, Wrinkled hands slowly picked up the bowls one by one, and put them into the food box one by one. The movements were methodical, as if they had been done a thousand times.

Xiaotian saw his father's actions in his eyes. Although he had never seen his mother's face since he was a child, he drew countless beautiful pictures of that brave and selfless mother from his father's mouth. There must be something in those pictures. Sunshine, with a gentle smile, there are colorful flowers, there is a leaf blowing in the morning breeze, and there is a hut that will not fall under the wind and rain...

"I know dad, don't worry, nothing will happen, I'm your old son." Xiaotian looked at himself, who was only in his 50s but looked older than ordinary people because of hard work. Father, with a simple and innocent smile.

After sending the old man away, Xiao Tian turned around and walked to the other side of the hidden door. There was a small window there. No one, just now cautiously walked to the corner, squatted down, and dug out a cloth bag from the ground with a while. I don't know what was in the cloth bag, but it looked quite heavy.

Oda stared at the cloth bag as if in deep thought.

At the same time, a black shadow floated up the city wall like a ghost. Judging from his figure, he could see that it was a man, but he was silent, and he only walked in the dark, and his feet were silent. The soldiers guarding the wall were also quite cautious. There is always a feeling of being on your back, but when you look back, the city wall is no different.

At this time, the sky was brightly lit, and the news of the Tianmuyi team's arrival had already spread to Nanguo, Nan Muchen personally led all the officials out of the palace to welcome them.

The surrounding people also gathered around lively.

On the city wall, the black figure hid in a dark place aside, his eyes glanced around, as if he was looking for something, then his eyes fell on the secret door, his eyes drifted into the void, as if he was weighing something, he jerked his body, Leaning in there silently.

As soon as the black shadow flew away, a slender figure of a man flew down, his eyes swept around and landed on the secret door.

Xiao Tian'er finally opened the cloth bag, and what was in the cloth bag shocked him. This is... After his expression was shaken, he hid in the cat's eyes and saw that the ranks below were ten thousand heads, always eye-catching among the crowd, the current supreme ruler of the Southern Kingdom The latter, the prince of the Southern Kingdom, moved his eyes to his side again, finally, he gritted his teeth, looked at the things in his arms, turned his body, and stretched out his hand slightly.

At the same time, the black shadow fell silently behind him...

At this time, the slender figure finally withdrew his gaze and jumped towards the secret door...

Under the city wall, the crowd was suddenly quiet for a moment, waiting to see how magnificent King Muli and Emperor Shun would be this day.

Leng Yannuo quietly withdrew from the crowd and winked at Hanshuang, who received Leng Yannuo's signal and quietly retreated.

She doesn't care what Nan Muchen does today, but she will never simply think that Nan Muchen will be so simple. If Nan Muchen didn't see her and Murong Shengrui appearing at the same time, then all the preparations she made in secret would not be as simple as that. will be exposed without a doubt.

(End of this chapter)