"I accidentally heard from my father that my mother and Concubine Rong love the same man, but that man is not him, nor is your adoptive father."

A dark figure fell lightly beside Zhan Qingcheng, looking at the distance like him, the sea breeze blew on his face, brushing a few strands of black hair that were hanging inadvertently, outlining a sense of chaotic beauty for him.

Zhan Qingcheng had heard of what he said, and he knew which man they loved.

Looking back at the Sihai Qingyang who was explaining to several military chiefs below the high slope, Zhan Qingcheng sighed silently. Perhaps only such a person can grasp his mother's heart.

He has lived with his mother for nearly ten years, but he actually knows that there is a man in his heart, but that man is not his adoptive father or his biological father. Whenever she is alone on the roof at night looking at the stars, he can always see a lonely and helpless woman, and can see her longing for some people in her heart.

Things from the previous generation are already very far away for them. Xihai Qingyang is now living with Ruhua very well, so these things should not be mentioned.

The person who can make "The Voice of Qing Ling" is definitely not an ordinary person. Even though he has white hair now, it is not difficult to see how handsome and charming he was when he was young.

Perhaps it was a tease of the world that the two women who loved him deeply were forced to leave, they met the same man and went to the palace together to become the concubine of the King of Dongchu.

But over the years, have they really been having a happy life?

I gave birth to a man I didn’t love, but I have been thinking about other men for so many years. Such a life is definitely not what they want.

Missing is sometimes a double-edged sword. While hurting yourself, it also hurts the people around you. His adoptive father is a good example.

The adoptive father really loves his mother, but he never asks for rewards and keeps waiting silently.

Shortly after his mother passed away, she also suffered from labor and was depressed and eventually died of illness.

Feelings are really something that is indescribable.

Neither of them is good at speaking. Even if they have a lot of words in their hearts and want to say to each other, they can't even say a word after standing together.

Silence, let the sea breeze blow, just quietly, and one stop will last for half an hour.

Finally, Zhan Qingcheng turned around and walked down the slope, but Feng Chenye's low voice came from behind him: "If there is a battle tomorrow, I will have any accidents..."

"You won't be surprised." Zhan Qingcheng paused, but did not look back. He just looked at the dark night sky ahead and said calmly: "She can lose everyone, but she can't lose you. If something happens to you, I will let your son take my surname."

"You are the same surname as me." Feng Chenye smiled slightly, looked at his elegant back, and for the first time he realized that his brother was so stupid.

Zhan Qingcheng snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "My surname is Zhan."

After pausing for a moment, he said again: "No matter what, you must not let something happen to yourself, unless you want us to watch her cry to death."

Seeing that he had ignored him and walked down, Feng Chenye hesitated for a while before saying warmly: "Actually, you are the same as mine in her heart, even more than that."

I don't know what he was envious of him, he only knew that the woman could be heart-wrenching for them, but she hurt him again and again.

Unexpectedly, he would say such things. It was not like the style of Prince Yi, and he was definitely not a self-deprecating person. Zhan Qingcheng finally couldn't help but stop and look back at him.

Under the dark moonlight, both of them actually saw a hint of envy and humility in each other's eyes.

Both of them were shocked at the same time, and they didn't expect that the other party would envy them.

"You are her favorite person." Zhan Qingcheng's voice was very light, but it was clearly heard by word. Although he was reluctant to admit it, it was the fact: "Only you will make her fall into madness."

"But she only knows how to pity you."

The two complicated gazes touched each other, and then they both turned their faces and looked away.

Tonight I deserve to die, I actually showed my cowardly and uneasy side in front of the other side.

Zhan Qingcheng never expected that Feng Chenye would envy him. Jiuyin had been with him for the longest time, and even gave birth to a son for him. At this point, how many people are envious and jealous?

Feng Chenye didn't expect Zhan Qingcheng to envy him. The woman had no sympathy for him at all. Her pity was all given to them. All his happiness was forced to come back by himself. If he didn't force him, the woman would not want to follow him at all.

However, that was just the thoughts of both parties the moment before. After knowing that the other party envied him, he felt relieved and seemed to have seen through many things in an instant.

Is this considered to be born in blessings and not knowing blessings, or should it be said that it is a confusion among the authorities?

It turns out that they only see the happiness of others, but they can't see their own happiness. They only know how to envy what others have, but they don't know that what they have is enough to make people jealous and crazy?

At this moment, the God of War smiled, and the country was so beautiful that Prince Yi laughed, and she smiled with a charming smile.

It turns out that after my heart relaxed, I was so relaxed.

Unfortunately, tomorrow we will face a difficult battle. We can't drink a little tonight, otherwise, they really want to sing and drink until dawn.

"Take good care of yourself, let's go out together tomorrow and go back to her side." Walking to Zhan Qingcheng's side, Feng Chenye patted his shoulder and smiled, "Your Baoer is not born yet, my Baoer is waiting."

"Don't worry, even if my Baoer starts slowly, when he grows up, he can knock your Baoer down with one punch." Zhan Qingcheng responded lightly.

"You're willing to bear it?" Feng Chenye raised his eyebrows, snorted coldly, and walked down the slope.

Seeing his tall figure gradually fading away, Zhan Qingcheng smiled slightly again, smiling happily and sincerely.

How could he be willing to let him go? Baoer is still so small and small, so how could he eat his fists? However, when he grows up, he will no longer be reluctant to let him go.

Compared to fighting spirit and fighting fiercely, it seems that it is good to fall in love with each other. In fact, he really wants to tell Jiuyin that he doesn't want Baoer anymore. They want to give birth to a daughter who is as cute as Jiuyin, which is his greatest wish.

But when I think that my daughter will take over the entire Cang clan in the future, I feel my eyebrows beating faintly.

He still won't have a daughter anymore. The burden is too heavy and he is afraid that she will not be able to bear it.

It would be better to have a son to teach him martial arts and literacy early, and it would be better to protect their sister when he grows up.

Among the four, Feng Mujin has the gentlest temperament, and having a daughter should be his task...

Thinking of this, the smile on his lips became deeper. Following Feng Chenye's footsteps, he slowly walked down the high slope.

It was decided that after his second treasure was born, Canghai and Jiuyin would also give birth to a third treasure, and the youngest one was naturally a sister, so Feng Mujin would be the last one.

Anyway, he is the youngest, so he should be ranked last by age.

...

On another island behind, Feng Mujin suddenly sneezes for no reason. Jiuyin, who was standing not far away, was packing up the clothes for him, and looked up at him and teased, "What? Are anyone thinking of you?"

"I don't know if I'm thinking about me or cursing." Why did I suddenly feel an inexplicable uneasiness in my heart?

He rubbed his nose and turned around to look at the woman standing in front of the couch with her clothes folded. Her raised buttocks became more and more emotional and beautiful in her sight. Finally, he couldn't help but walk behind her and covered her big palm.

Jiuyin was startled by his hand, and quickly stood up straight and turned around to meet his eyes that clearly had a lustful look. He said unhappily: "What are you doing? You have to fight tomorrow, and you can't do anything tonight."

"I suddenly remembered that I was the youngest among the four."

Jiuyin frowned, and was completely confused by his inexplicable words: "So what if you are the youngest? Qingcheng is about the same age as you, why do you say this?"

"No, he is older than me." Even if it's only one month older, it's still big.

He poked his palm out and put her in his arms, grabbed her two more hands on her buttocks.

Jiuyin let out a low voice, put his hands on his chest and pushed hard, and said seriously: "I said, don't do anything tonight, so be content with me."

"No, you must do whatever you want tonight." Otherwise, it would be too late to get pregnant with Zhan Qingcheng's child in her stomach.

"I want you to give birth to a son for me." He lowered his head and kissed her thin lips, and murmured: "The last one you gave birth to must be a daughter, so I'm going to be ahead."

Upon hearing this, Jiuyin's eyebrows immediately pulled down, and black lines were hung on her forehead.

What does the last one who gave birth to a daughter must be? Is he a prophet or a fortune teller? He can also calculate such a magical thing, but what made her even more dissatisfied was that that guy actually favored boys over girls!

Is your daughter bad? She wants more daughter!

"If I give birth to a daughter for you, if you dare to dislike me, I will slap you out with a slap." Not only will I slap you, I will not be allowed to come back in the future.

"I didn't say that my daughter is not good." In fact, he really wanted to have a daughter, but his daughter would be the queen in the future. Such a big burden was pressed on her. If she looked the same as Jiuyin and was so slender and weak, how could she afford the burden?

"You give me a son first, my son will protect Zhan Qingcheng's daughter in the future."

"How did you know that Qingcheng and I had a daughter?" She rubbed her eyebrows, feeling helpless.

"He is the most delicate and beautiful among the four of us. It is a waste not to have a daughter." The war could not help but start running around. He said hoarsely: "Stop talking about other people, now, let's have a son."
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