The Marquis Is Innocent

Wei Shao didn't sleep well all night.

He was extremely excited by the sudden news that he was about to become a father; he was also worried that he would not sleep well and his legs would press on Xiao Qiao's stomach.

So I woke up several times in between.

Every time he wakes up, when he opens his eyes and sees Xiao Qiao sleeping with her petite body curled up against her, Wei Shao's eyes are reluctant to look away from her peaceful, girl-like sleeping face.

In the long ten years of his past, when his childhood memories seemed to be suddenly forcibly cut off, killings, wars, and hatred took up almost all of his energy.

The hazy attachment that had brought warmth to him in his painful youth, soon disappeared like a flash of lightning.

What was left to that young man was only a faint shadow of the woman from now on.

So since then, he subconsciously dislikes women getting close to him.

He enjoys killing, war, revenge. Enjoy the most direct sensual highs and tides brought to him by hot blood splattering across the icy blade.

He also thought that in this life, only his grandmother was the only woman who could make him want to approach from the bottom of his heart.

But now it's different.

He got her.

Wei Shao's heart was full of tenderness, and he didn't know how to express it to her.

At this moment, if he was asked to kneel in front of her proudly raised chin, she would love him generously, and Wei Shao felt that she could probably do it.

Anyway, she was slapped several times by her.

Don't care about anything else.

Afraid of waking her up, he didn't dare to hug her too tightly, he just closed his arms slightly to make her soft body fit better with his, and then put his chin on her forehead, feeling extremely happy .

If Manman can give his husband a son this time, he will be very happy.

He will teach him to ride horses and shoot arrows himself, and to march and fight.

Moreover, the Wei family man is thin, and he needs his son to inherit cigarettes. Going to the ancestral temple to worship ancestors, father and brother, and having a son with him, he will have more confidence in his heart.

But if Manman had a daughter this time, he would also be very happy.

He couldn't help but imagine what the daughter he shared with Manman looked like.

There must be a pair of Ruo Shui bright eyes looking forward to life just like Man Man.

He will love her very much, too.

He wants to lay down this beautiful country, let his daughter board the golden root cart, ride on six horses, let all the people crawl under her feet, and be the most noble and most beloved little princess in the world.

Wei Shao thought in his heart a moment before he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

…

The next day, Wei Shao was in high spirits.

Early in the morning, I sent a letter to Mrs. Xu, delivering the good news that Xiao Qiao was pregnant.

Because she was just pregnant, and Xiao Qiao's current body condition, she was not suitable for long-distance travel.

So Wei Shao decided to stay with Xiao Qiao Yu Xindu for a while longer.

When Xiao Qiao's body is strong, she will be sent back to Yuyang to give birth.

…

On this day in the late autumn of the second year of Tai'an, the king of Langya, Liu Yan, visited Lingbi again.

All the way through, Qiuyang Gaogao, everywhere Fangquan.

But Liu Yan was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

For his purpose, perhaps only the autumn wind is rustling and Lin Hanjiansu.

In less than two months, this was his third visit to Lingbi.

Unlike the previous two times when he was high-spirited and smug.

This time, he could only occupy Xuzhou City for just over a month, and it was in jeopardy.

Xue An sent troops to seize the city several times.

After the two field battles, Liu Yan ordered to retreat and close the city gates.

He knew that if he continued to fight head on, even if he was undefeated, the 30,000 soldiers and horses he had raised in the past two years would definitely be debilitating.

He can't pay the price.

So instead of retreating as a response.

But this kind of retreat is unlikely to last long. He knows this.

If there is no foreign aid, sooner or later, he will be caught in the urn.

So a few days ago, in the middle of the night, under the protection of several personal guards, he quietly left the city from the west gate, took a small path, and came to Lingbi for the third time.

…

In the past two years, he has tried his best, and he has longed for ambition. What he wants is that one day, he will be able to remain invincible in this chaotic world.

In the sleepless nights after waking up from countless dreams, what accompanied him and made him chew bitterly was the humiliation he could not forget two years ago.

The woman he loved, who should have belonged to him, was finally possessed by another man.

The Qiao family disregarded the marriage contract, regarded him as nothing, and handed over his fiancee to another man.

The only reason is that the man is strong enough.

At that time, all he could come up with was the title of the son of Langya, like a joke.

In this lifetime, he will never be able to forget that scene in the snow.

That was the last time he saw her face.

She was kidnapped by Chen Rui from his hands.

And the only thing he could do was kneel in the snow and watch her disappear from his sight.

At that moment, Liu Yan swore to himself that one day, no matter where she was or who she was, he would definitely take her back.

She belongs to him. It was, and it was until death!

…

Originally, he seemed to have taken a big step forward from his dream.

He got Xuzhou, and finally expanded his power into Langya, the bullet.

At that time, the dream of the location away from the Qianqiu Hall in Luoyang seemed to have never been clearer—

He is naturally qualified to dream.

This world originally belonged to his Liu family.

Among the many children of the clan, he is the only one known as the Lanzhiyushu.

Emperor Xuan collapsed, Liu Ai and Liu Li fought for the throne. One died and the other was imprisoned. He was seventeen years old when the throne was in vain. I just returned to Langya from Yanzhou not long ago.

His name was also mentioned by Luoyang court officials, who believed that he was the most suitable for the imperial family.

Naturally, those are all water moon mirror flowers.

Up to now, taking advantage of this chaotic time, he has finally come out of Langya country with his own painstaking efforts, and has occupied a new site, and it is such a good site.

If he can really swallow Xuzhou, he will undoubtedly lay a solid foundation for his further goals.

After thinking about it, he decided to venture out of the city and come to Lingbi again to visit Bi She, who was called General Green Eyed, whom he desperately longed to recruit.

For the first time, Bi She challenged Yang Xin on the ground, but he couldn't see it.

The second time, Bi She declined him politely.

The third time he came, he hoped that Jinshi would be able to open up with sincerity.

Since the green-eyed general's first battle with Xue Tai, Liu Yan, who has been paying attention to the Xuzhou area, has been acutely aware of his extraordinaryness.

Facts have proved that he never misunderstood.

…

The last two times, although Xue An had withdrawn troops from Xiaqiu in order to protect Xiapi. But Yang Xin was still attacking the Spirit Wall.

This time, Yang Xin had already retreated. Lingbi is peaceful.

Liu Yan did not know that Yang Xin had joined Wei Shao. I don't know that Yang Xin's retreat was at Wei Shao's order.

This is doomed to the failure of his lobbying.

On this day, although he met Bi She smoothly, Bi She also respected him because of his clan status, treated each other with courtesy, and called him the king.

But no matter how Liu Yan lobbied, Bi She, like the previous time, never nodded.

Bi She said: "I'm just a villager of wild grass, and I have been highly regarded by the king. I'm really grateful for the three visits. I should have used the power of dogs and horses, but I have no ambition or extraordinary skills. , dare not delay the great cause of the king, please do not blame the king."

Liu Yan is a wise man, and he knows that it is impossible to force others to be difficult.

Finally, he got up politely, and before leaving, he said, "I just heard that the general's wife is the daughter of Qiao Shishi's house in Yanzhou, so the general and Yanhou Wei Shao are the same brother-in-law. I wonder if the general has ever met Yanhou?"

Bi She said, "I have met once."

Liu Yan smiled and said, "Marquis Yan is a hero in the world. I heard about it a long time ago, but unfortunately I have never met. Since the general is the same as Marquis Yan, could it be that Marquis Yan has been one step ahead of me and sought the general's heart first?"

Bi She hurriedly said, "Your Majesty is joking. Marquis Yan and I only met once last year, so how can we get it?"

Liu Yan's eyes flashed slightly, and he pondered for a moment, and then said: "When the lonely boy was in distress, Meng Qiao's mansion did not abandon me and stayed with me for several years. My wife and I are brothers and sisters. I came here today, and I specially brought a small gift, the general can One side?"

…

Da Qiao met Liu Yan in the hall.

Liu Yan has a graceful appearance, such as a Yaolin Qiongshu, and has always been gentle and elegant. When he stayed in Qiao's family in his early years, Xiao Qiao and him were in love with each other, and Da Qiao also had a good impression of him. He left Yanzhou at the age of seventeen, and now they parted, suddenly many years have passed, and the two of them met here now. Looking back on the past, Da Qiao couldn't help feeling emotional.

Knowing the old affairs between him and Xiao Qiao, so I reminisce about the old days without mentioning Xiao Qiao.

They talked about their current situation, and suddenly Liu Yan hesitated and asked, "Dare to ask Sister Afan, do you know the current situation of Manman?"

Big Joe hesitated.

"Don't worry about Sister Afan. I have no other intentions. It's just that I haven't heard from her for many years. That's all I want to ask."

Da Qiao raised his eyes and saw Liu Yan looking out the window with a melancholy expression.

Thinking of the past when I was a teenager, I can only sigh that fate is playing tricks.

After thinking for a while, he said, "To be honest, my sister and I have always had correspondence... She is doing well now, and she is also pregnant. Thank you, King of Langya, for remembering."

Although two years have passed, Da Qiao sees that Liu Yan still seems to be obsessed with Xiao Qiao, so he emphasizes it so that he wants to dispel his obsession.

Liu Yan was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "Thank you, sister, for telling me. I have also heard some old things about the Qiao family and Yanhou. I was worried that her life there would be unsatisfactory. Knowing that she is all right, I will I'm relieved. In my heart, she is just like you, my sister. Next time, if Amei sends a letter to her, can I ask you to send Quanquan on your behalf?"

Da Qiao said, "King Langya, please speak."

"Just say..."

Liu Yan lowered his eyes and pondered.

"Let's just say, in the past, she married Marquis Yan, and the candle feast was opened, but I was stuck on the old things and didn't congratulate the new one in time. I am very ashamed. Now times have changed, and things have changed. A-mei, everything goes according to her heart. Every word, every word, is the meaning of my fist."

Da Qiao was a little hesitant at first, but when he heard such words, he felt relieved, nodded and smiled, "King Langya, don't worry, I will bring the words for you."

Liu Yan thanked Da Qiao. Then retire.

Bi She sent him out of the spiritual wall.

Liu Yan rode his horse out of Lingbi, traveled a single arrow, stopped, facing due north, and was lost for a moment.

The entourage, Liu Shan, knew that he still failed to recruit Bi She this time, he hesitated, and asked, "Xuzhou is in danger. Besides Xue An, Yang Xin is also eyeing him. Bi She is not willing to serve his life. What should Wang do next?"

Liu Yan slowly retracted his gaze from the north, and said slowly: "I heard that even three-year-old children in Luoyang are singing the nursery rhyme called 'Sun Zaishan, go to the bottom'. It is imperative that Xing Xun usurps the throne. We will wait and see. Well, once the situation in the world changes, I will act accordingly and have another plan." After saying that, I steered forward and never looked back.