Madam, She Has a Tender Heart

"Did my master send you here?" Lu Bocheng looked at the messenger. read

"Yes. The King of Yue asked me to deliver a letter to Commander Lu. Commander, please read it and write a reply so that I can take it back."

"Okay. You go down and have a rest first. I'll call you after I finish reading and write a reply."

"yes."

Lu Bocheng asked his soldier Liu Changsheng to take the visitor down to rest. He held the thick letter and read it back and forth in his hand.

A letter from Master? Why didn't the lady write it?

Or was it written by the lady?

Lu Bocheng was excited and carefully opened the letter.

After half a stick of incense, he was stunned.

What did he see? What is written in the letter?

Lu Bocheng's mind was buzzing.

Didn't react for a while.

With a face full of disbelief, he read the letter in his hand carefully word for word.

That’s right. What he just watched was not a figment of his imagination.

The master earnestly advised him in the letter, asking him not to forget the bad things. Qing Nao stayed at home alone, raised his son, and told him not to do ungrateful things.

Did he do something ungrateful?

In the letter, Master presented facts and reason, and also gave various advices.

He said that he could understand his situation, even if he had to make an end of the bargain with the King of Jin, and was forced to marry the daughter of the King of Jin for the sake of an army of ten thousand, he must not make her the elder and wrong his young concubine.

Otherwise he would not recognize him as his disciple.

When did he say he wanted to marry Prince Jin's daughter?

What is this?

when did it happen? How could he marry another beautiful woman?

Who spread such bizarre news? Did it reach the lady’s ears?

Did the lady tell Xiaobao that he was gone?

Her mother and son refused to recognize him?

Lu Bocheng's heart was pounding so hard that he couldn't hold it back. Flustered and confused.

He has not married another beautiful woman. He has been keeping his virginity for so many years, but he only has his wife in his heart.

When will he marry a beautiful woman?

Xiaobao thought he was gone and cried a lot?

His son, his little treasure, daddy is right here.

Lu Bocheng spun around in the camp like a trapped animal.

what to do? His son will disown him.

Lu Bocheng hurriedly stopped, sat down at the table, and began to sharpen his ink.

He wanted to write a long letter to his wife, telling her his feelings. He disowns things he has not done. He has never done anything to disgrace his wife, not even a single thing.

Lu Bocheng just picked up the pen and paused again.

A drop of ink fell on the white rice paper and bloomed.

Lu Bocheng felt a sudden pain in his heart.

Put down the pen, crumple the paper into a ball, and stand up.

"Liu Changsheng!"

"arrive!"

"Inform all military leaders and battalion commanders to come into the tent to discuss matters!"

"yes!"

After half an hour, the meeting ended. Everyone didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

Before he could ask any questions, Lu Bocheng picked up his sword and riding crop and strode out.

"Commander!"

Lu Bocheng waved his hand to stop: "Qian Kuan will take charge of all matters. You can discuss it and handle it. I will leave as soon as possible!"

"Commander!"

Everyone chased them out, only to see that the commander had already led two soldiers and a messenger out of the camp on horseback.

"Where did the messenger come from?"

"What happened to the commander's family?"

"I've never seen a commander look so ugly!"

"Tell your subordinates not to go out during this period and to strengthen training every day. Don't let anyone come near while you are waiting!"

"yes!"

Lu Bocheng left the camp, took the messenger who had sent a message to his master, and two personal soldiers, Liu Changsheng and Zhang Wu, and hurriedly rode towards Renzhou.

Reluctant to stop much along the way, half a month later, after a dusty journey, we finally arrived in Renzhou.

The messenger didn't know that Su Qingyu had gone to Yongjia, Tiantai, and led Lu Bocheng straight to the mountains.

After being questioned at the mountain pass, the guards of the village immediately let them go when they saw that the other party showed the Yue King's token.

Lu Bocheng looked at the vast green mountains and couldn't help but feel excited.

Here he is, finally.

The wife is in the mountains, and so is his son.

He was finally going to meet them! I was very excited.

Putting the horses at the entrance of the village, the four of them walked towards Xingengzhai.

Today is a holiday, Xiaobao did not go to the training ground.

I sat at the door of the courtyard early in the morning, looking at the mountain road.

He doesn't listen to anyone's advice. Whenever he takes a bath these days, the child will change his usual demeanor and sit at the door of the courtyard, looking at the mountain road all day long.

I just hope to see my mother appear on the mountain road.

Xiaobao misses his mother.

It'll be okay if Dad can't be found. Mom, please come back. Xiaobao misses you.

Xiaobao pursed his lips and wanted to cry.

There was no mother to tell stories to at night, and no mother to hold him to sleep. Xiaobao couldn't even sleep well.

Xiaobao misses his mother.

Xiaobao sat on the threshold and couldn't help but drop the golden beans.

"Xiaobao, stop sitting there and come play with Ningning." Mother Su called him in the courtyard.

Xiaobao wiped his tears and didn't look back: "Okay, I'll go over and play with my brother later. Grandma, Xiaobao wants to sit down for a while."

Mother Su looked at the child's small figure sitting on the threshold, feeling sad. She wanted to take the child into the house, but she couldn't bear it.

"Okay. Then Xiaobao, sit down for a while and then go back to the house, okay?"

"Okay." Xiaobao responded loudly.

His head lay on his knees and his eyes rubbed against his knees.

"Brother..." Dabao came out of the house and wanted to run over, but Su's mother held him back.

He said softly: "Let the little brother sit by himself for a while. Dabao and grandma will go into the house to see the little brother. We will come out and call him later."

Dabao glanced at his younger brother with some worry, then at Su's mother, and was led into the house by her.

"Mom..." Xiaobao lifted his head from his knees and looked towards the mountain road again.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

This is what Lu Bocheng saw.

At the entrance of a large house, a little baby was sitting on the threshold, staring at the mountain road with big, watery eyes.

His heart was pounding.

Look straight at the little kid.

Xiaobao also saw him. Who is that?

He wore a sword on his waist. He was tall and big. His clothes were dusty and not good-looking, but his eyes were so big. Like...like Xiaobao's eyes. Mom said Xiaobao’s eyes are also big.

And he’s so majestic too!

Like...like a general!

Xiaobao said nothing and stood up straight from the threshold.

Lu Bocheng endured the excitement in his heart and approached him cautiously.

"Who are you?"

Xiaobao looked at him. Xiaobao is not afraid, not at all. Mother said bad strangers would not enter the village.

"Who are you?" Xiaobao asked again.

Lu Bocheng's heart was agitated, and he was almost convinced.

He carefully looked at Xiaobao with extremely gentle eyes, and squatted down in front of Xiaobao.

"Is your name Xiaobao?"

Xiaobao looked at him and nodded: "How do you know my name is Xiaobao? Uncle, who are you? Where do you come from?"

Lu Bocheng's eyes were wet and his fingers were trembling as he listened to the child's waxy voice.

"Not only do I know your name is Xiaobao, I also know your real name is Lu Weiyang, right?"

Xiaobao's eyes widened and he blinked at him: "Wow, uncle is so awesome. How did you know that my name is Lu Weiyang? Everyone in the mountains calls me Xiaobao."

Lu Bocheng pursed his lips tightly, suppressing his inner excitement.

This is his son.

It's his flesh and blood. His blood is flowing on her body.

"Can I hug you?"

Xiaobao blinked twice, looked at him steadily, and opened his arms towards him.