Flourishing age's Medical concubine

"I haven't seen you for a long time. I'm fine." Nangong Mo asked with a smile, standing beside Wei Junmo. In the twinkling of an eye, ten years later, Nangong Mo, who is already the mother of several children, is still beautiful and dust-free. Compared with ten years ago, years have brought her only a little mature charm.

"Mother, mother!" seeing her father and mother, her beautiful little face was full of joy and rushed into Nangong Mo's arms.

Nangong Mo reluctantly patted his daughter's small head, "naughty."

"Princess Xingcheng." Gong Yuchen looked at the woman in blue in front of her eyes, and a complex look flashed in her eyes.

Nangong Mo nodded and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for many years. The style of the pavilion master is still the same."

Gong Yuchen snorted softly and looked at them with his eyebrows. "You have a lot of courage. You dare to come outside the great wall alone. Aren't you afraid you can't go back?"

With the support of parents, Yaoyao's courage suddenly increased a lot. Hiding behind Wei Junmo, he only showed a small face and said with a smile: "we are not afraid of you Beiyuan people. Now you should be afraid of us. Big villain, brag, hee hee..."

Yao Yao is not wrong. The situation of the remnants of the Northern Yuan Dynasty outside the Great Wall in the past ten years is not optimistic. Within ten years, the Taichu emperor had twice personally conquered outside the Great Wall. The warla Department became a minister to the great Xia Dynasty. The Tatar department was restless and often fought against the king's Court of the Northern Yuan Dynasty. Gong Yuchen is half of the great Xia lineage, and it is not smooth for him to take power in the imperial court of the Northern Yuan Dynasty. Beiyuan people can accept a Daxia man as a staff counselor, but they absolutely can't accept a man with Daxia blood as the king who commands them. Although most of the power of the imperial court of the Northern Yuan Dynasty is now in his hands, he is more than willing to fight against Da Xia.

Gong Yuchen looked at Yaoyao with a smile. Yaoyao only felt that his vest was cold. He quickly retracted his head and hid behind his father. Gong Yuchen looked at Wei Junmo this time and said, "you two don't want to come to see me? The crown prince and Crown Princess of the summer, huh?"

Wei Junmo said calmly, "find someone."

Gong Yuchen looked at them for a long time, and suddenly said with a smile: "just, I haven't seen my original acquaintance for a long time. Since I'm here, sit down and have a drink together."

With that, Gong Yuchen turned and entered the tent behind him.

Nangong Mo and Wei Junmo looked at each other and smiled. They also walked in hand in hand.

Although it has been ten years since he left the Central Plains, many of Gong Yuchen's habits still retain the style when he was in the Central Plains. The tent was covered with exquisite and expensive Persian carpets, but the utensils in the tent should be from the Central Plains. Red sandalwood tables and chairs, exquisite and beautiful porcelain, pen, ink, paper and inkstone placed on the bookcase, and so on. Even an ancient Qin is hung on one side of the tent. Looking at these, Nangong Mo suddenly understood why Beiyuan people couldn't accept Gong Yuchen, an intelligent prince in power.

Seeing Nangong Mo's eyes, Gong Yuchen sat lazily in his chair and said, "if you can't choose how to live, what to use and what to like, why should I be the king of the Northern Yuan Dynasty?"

Raise your hand and clap your hands. A moment later, a bodyguard brought wine and dishes. Sure enough, they should all be exquisite Central Plains dishes and wine.

"Thank you for your hospitality." Nangong Mo smiled.

Gong Yuchen looked at her and suddenly said with a smile: "although I am far away from the Great Wall, I have heard a lot of things in the Central Plains. It seems that they have had a wonderful life in recent years."

Knowing what he said, Nangong Mo said faintly, "it's better when the pavilion master is here."

The palace Yu Chen picks eyebrows, "so, does the princess miss this seat?"

Nangong Mo smiled and said nothing. Yao Yao looked at Gong Yuchen, smiled thoughtfully and made a face at him secretly.

In the past ten years, Nangong Mo thought it was really wonderful. When King Yan ascended the throne, the four sons became king, but none of them became vassal. Xiao Qianchi and Xiao qianjiong are just, but Xiao Qianwei hasn't been very calm. Two years ago, the empress was seriously ill. Emperor Taichu released Xiao Qianwei in front of the empress. Xiao Qianwei didn't know whether it was the broken pot or the sudden release of himself. He kept making trouble for Taichu emperor and his three brothers. He doesn't do anything taboo, just make you uncomfortable. It made the Emperor Yu die too early. He wanted to lock him back. But the Queen's health has become worse and worse in the past two years. After all, she is a woman who has been with her for decades. Taichu emperor still has to worry about her mood. It's just that Xiao Qianwei often scolds the dog with blood, and Xiao Qianwei doesn't care. After that, he remains the same as me.

Unfortunately, Wei Junmo doesn't seem to be interested in their games. In recent years, he has been traveling with his wife and daughter for half a year. Only An'an was left in Jinling by the Taichu emperor and refused to let them take anything. When they looked back, the couple found that the person playing games with Xiao Qianwei had changed to an an, who was only a teenager.

Wei Junmo put down his glass and said faintly, "are you leaving Beiyuan?"

Hearing the speech, Gong Yuchen paused with his hand holding the wine cup, narrowed his eyes and said, "how do you know?"

Wei Junmo said, "my father is preparing for the third northern expedition."

"Oh?" as if the stiffness had not existed for a moment, Gong Yuchen leaned lazily against the chair, "Your Highness the king of Chu, is this... Divulging military information?"

Wei Junmo said calmly, "I just remind you that if you want to go, you can go now."

"How did you know I was leaving?"

Wei Junmo said, "don't you abandon everything very smoothly? Beiyuan's breath is running out. Even if the Beiyuan imperial court is not destroyed this time, you can only retreat to the extreme West desert and survive. You naturally despise such Beiyuan imperial court."

No matter what is abandoned, Gong Yuchen won't feel bad. His life is always making use of everything he can use, abandoning everything he doesn't need or despises. Maybe in the end, he will find that what is really abandoned is himself. However, people like Gong Yuchen may never worry about being abandoned by the world, because he can always find more people and things to follow him and make use of.

Gong Yuchen raised his glass and said with a smile, "I'm worthy of being the son of Wei. Here's to you."

Wei Junmo raised his glass in silence and drank it all at once.

Ten years later, the biggest enemies of each other sat and drank in a tent on the grassland. It has to be said that things are changing.

The three people who had been apart for ten years were drinking and chatting about the past ten years. It reminds Nangong mo of seeing nianyuan for the first time in the back mountain of Daguang temple.

The next morning, Nangong Mo and Wei Junmo got up and went out of the tent, stood outside the tent and looked at the rising sun on the vast grassland. The warm sunshine sprinkled on him and outlined a faint halo.

"What about Yaoyao?" the little girl who usually goes to bed early and gets up early has not got up yet. Nangong Mo frowned.

They looked at each other and quickly grabbed the tent not far away. The tent was clean and neat, but there was no little girl who should have been inside. They turned over and went out of the door, and then went further to the tent of Gong Yuchen, which was also empty. But there were two letters on the tent table.

A letter was naturally left by Gong Yuchen. After ten years, Gong Yuchen's handwriting became more and more wild and uninhibited.

"This little villain has gone with us. Anyway, you still have several. Give this one to us."

The other one was left by Yaoyao, "Dad, mom, the villain said he would take me to see the holy lotus of Beiyuan. My daughter must bring one back to honor her mother. When my daughter comes back, my mother's anger should have disappeared? Yaoyao will bring gifts to my brothers, sisters and parents." there is also a lovely smiling face painted behind. Obviously, this letter was not forced to write.

Xie Anlan was annoyed when he remembered that Yaoyao and Gong Yuchen were crowded together and whispered for a long time last night. Yaoyao, this little fool, since he knows that Gong Yuchen is a big villain, he still runs with others! I'm not afraid of being sold.

"They didn't ride horses. Let's go after them." Nangong Mo said. He must repair them severely when he caught them. I want to go to the house and uncover the tiles without beating for a few days!

Wei Junmo frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "forget it, let her go."

Nangong Mo was surprised, "don't worry?"

Wei Junmo said, "if he wanted to hurt Yaoyao, he could have done it. What's more, your daughter is not a fuel-efficient lamp. If you catch her back, you'd better run. You'd better let her go out to play." Yaoyao is different from Ann who has been staying in the capital safely. She has been a restless little girl since childhood. They have experienced a lot over the years, not those ladies raised in their boudoir.

Nangong Mo thought, but he didn't object. Gong Yuchen is unpredictable, but he is really good for Yaoyao. In recent years, he even occasionally sent someone to send gifts to Yaoyao, which seems to be really taking Yaoyao as his apprentice. After pondering for a moment, he only said, "well, she'll calm down when she comes back? Hum!" when she comes back, she will only be punished twice!

"Let's go, too."

"Gong Yuchen poisoned our horses!" looking at the place where the horses were placed last night, Nangong Mo gnawed his teeth. It is inevitable that they catch up, but Gong Yuchen has wasted a lot of thought. Wei Junmo said, "it doesn't hurt. There should be herdsmen nearby. Let's go for a while." next time Gong Yuchen had better not hit him, or

Nangong Mo smiled, leaned his head on his shoulder and said, "let's go back to Jinling this time. We're always not with An'an, and our mother and father are old."

Wei Junmo nodded silently and stretched out his hand to hold her slender waist. The warm aperture shrouded the two together, as if they were one.