"Mother, what are you thinking about? Do you hate Jingguo?" The little prince's observation ability cannot be underestimated, and he could see the strange look in Rong Huazheng's eyes at a glance.

"I can't say I hate it." Rong Huazheng took a sip of tea and felt his heart suddenly warm. He stretched out his hand to touch the little prince's head and said softly: "It's just that someone in Jingguo indirectly hurt my baby Xian'er. I feel like I can't swallow it."

That’s all.”

To be honest, she is just a person. How can she really hate a country? In fact, in the previous life, many people would hate country a and r, thinking that country a is too domineering and country r is too hateful. Speaking of these two

The politics of every country will be filled with indignation. However,

However, when it comes to the other country's movies, other country's education, and other country's products, they are very yearning for it, and they want to get into it. In fact, this does not mean hating a country, it is just

It's just a little conflict in my heart.

In this life, how can it be possible that there are not one or two things that one is opposed to or dislikes?

However, even so, Rong Huazheng never said that she hated a country. She could absolutely hate a person.

As for Princess Jiahua, if she hadn't broken into Qiao Tao's house three years ago and given Yun Qingluan an opportunity, Rong Huazheng wouldn't have had any big objections to her. But three years ago, she indirectly

Yun Qingluan was given a chance to hurt his son, and Rong Huazheng has always been grudged about this.

It can also be said that Rong Huazheng hates Princess Jiahua.

"Has anyone in Jingguo hurt Brother Wang?" The little princess's big eyes widened, her little fists clenched in the air and she waved vigorously, saying fiercely: "Who? What bastard? I'm going to kill him!"

"Okay Zhu'er, you can't even tie a horse firmly now." After hearing this, the little prince was not as angry as the little princess. He touched her head comfortingly, ignoring the little princess's pouty little mouth, and said to Rong very calmly.

Hua Zheng said: "Did you mention to your mother that my neck was injured?"

Is it related to that incident?" His memory is very early, but in his memory he has never been hurt. The only thing that can be connected with the injury is that incident.

"Baby Xian'er is so smart." Rong Huazheng praised him and kissed him on the cheek, "That's it."

The little prince touched his smooth neck without any traces, blinked, and said seriously: "Mother, I don't feel any pain now." So, don't show heartache in your eyes.

A sneer appeared on Rong Huazheng's lips, "Baby, if you are still in pain, do you think Princess Jiahua can still live in this world?"

However, Princess Jiahua was the one who caused her heartache. She would repay this pain ten times or a hundred times!

"Even if the queen mother lets her go, my little princess will not let her go!" The little princess raised her neck and put her hands on her hips fiercely, "Whoever hurts my brother, will die!" After saying this, she thought of something and stretched out her hand to pat her comfortingly.

He patted his brother on the shoulder and said very loyally: "Brother Wang, don't worry, even if my mother and I don't avenge this revenge, my father will avenge it for you!"

Father?

Hearing this word, Rong Huazheng was stunned for a moment and lost his mind for a moment.

For her two children, she would never hide who their father was, and she would tell them whatever they wanted to know.

The two children yearned for their father very much. When they first heard about Yu Wencan from Rong Huazheng, they kept asking her to tell her. However, the two children were very smart and knew that whenever

When talking about their father Rong Hua Zheng, they feel a little sad

I rarely ask anymore.

It has been more than three years since Rong Huazheng went back to see her. In other words, they have not seen each other for three years.

Rong Huazheng suddenly became quiet. The two children looked at each other and blinked at each other for a while. The little princess pouted and grabbed a corner of Rong Huazheng's sleeves and asked cautiously: "Mother, when can we go back to see you?"

Emperor Father?" Although she has never met Emperor Father, she doesn't know why, but whenever this word is mentioned, she yearns for him endlessly and feels warm in her heart.

The queen mother said that her father liked her very much, and she felt this was true.

Rong Huazheng sat down on the side, holding a child in one arm, "You all want to meet your father, don't you?"

The little princess blinked her eyes cutely and nodded sharply.

The little prince's big eyes also showed expectation.

"Brother Wang is so good-looking, so my father must be good-looking too!" The little princess always remembered Rong Huazheng saying that the little prince looked like her father.

The little prince's pretty little face blushed imperceptibly, and his thick upturned long eyelashes were trembling. He was incredibly beautiful. He glanced at the little princess and said softly: "Zhu'er, be low-key."

"Pfft!" Rong Huazheng laughed, "Xian'er, are you blushing?"

The little prince lowered his head and said nothing. Even the roots of his ears were red at this moment.

When the topic of her father came up, the little princess felt that the atmosphere was particularly warm. She turned a corner and lay on Rong Huazheng's lap. She opened her eyes curiously and asked: "Mother, do you think it will be okay for our father to see us?"

Think it’s weird?”

"Why do you ask?" Rong Huazheng expressed curiosity about her words.

The little princess was a little depressed, pouted and said: "Because when I looked at the paintings drawn by my mother, I used to look like a little bit of me, but now I have grown so big. In the past, my father only saw a little bit of me.

Wouldn't he be able to recognize it if he's so big?"

The paintings the little princess is talking about are painted by Rong Huazheng every year. There is no camera in this world, so she cannot record the growth of her children by taking photos, but she will paint portraits of her children every few months and record them through paintings.

their growth.

Because these paintings need to be kept for a long time, she will frame them and store them. If her children want to see them, she will show them to them.

Rong Huazheng touched her daughter's face, rubbing her dimples with her fingertips, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to like touching her face. Her heart suddenly became hot. Her face was a little red, and she spoke.

Knowing that her voice was a little hoarse at this moment, she looked to one side and said softly: "No, no matter how old you are, your father will recognize you."

In the past three years, they had not communicated with each other once, and she had not shown him the portraits of the two children, but Rong Huazheng was convinced that Yu Wencan would recognize the children no matter what.

"Really?"

Although she has asked this question more than ten times, every time she hears Rong Huazheng say this, the little princess's eyes are full of surprise, as if it is the first time she hears it.

"Really." She looked at the two children lovingly and said.

The little princess smiled even more satisfiedly, her big eyes curved into crescent moons.

The little prince also smiled lightly. He had always been very calm, but the two pointed little tiger teeth beside his lips betrayed his calmness, making him look like a child over four years old.

He suppressed the light in his eyes, lowered his head and asked softly: "Mother, when can we go back to see our father?"

In the past three years, ever since they became more aware, this question has come up from the mouths of the two children frequently.

In the past, Rong Huazheng didn't answer directly. She just touched the child's head and remained silent or sighed. Now she also became quiet after hearing the words. Just when the two children thought she wouldn't answer, she asked softly.

: "When the war is over and Grandpa Qingli returns home gloriously, how about we go back together?"

The two children listened to Rong Huazheng answer their question for the first time, and they were a little stunned.

The two of them stared at each other with big eyes, a little in disbelief.

After coming back to her senses, the little princess asked anxiously: "How long will it take for the war to end?" She had read that the war would take a long time, so did it mean that it would take several years before she could go back to see her father?

Woo hoo, she doesn’t want it. When she grows taller, her father will not be able to recognize her!

Rong Hua Zheng smiled and said: "Zhu'er is so anxious?"

"Urgent, very urgent, I want to go back to see my father!" The little princess stamped her feet eagerly, her big eyes filled with mist. Will her father abandon her if he doesn't recognize her?

Rong Huazheng's eyes flashed, and he pondered for a moment, "How long does it take at the latest for Zhu'er to go back to see his father?"

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other in tacit understanding.

The little princess suddenly got up from Rong Huazheng's lap, hurriedly took her brother Wang's hand and walked aside to discuss, "Brother Wang, let's decide how long it takes..."

"..."

Rong Huazheng looked at the figures of the two children, somewhat lost in thought.

Over the past three years, the situation in Kyoto and various frontiers has undergone great changes.

According to General Qingli, the little kid's martial arts progress was so great that he could not be underestimated at the age of only ten. He officially went to his father's frontier to accept the test, and most of his father's previous military power also returned.

In his hands, Prince Yun's military power was greatly weakened.

Rong Huazheng felt very strange about this person. As far as she knew, Yun Qingluan was very popular among the people three years ago. Everyone thought she was an imperial actress, and her family became more powerful because of it, and the people loved her endlessly. In such a situation

Under the circumstances, it is impossible for Yu Wencan to go against the will of the people and weaken the military power of her father's subordinates and hand it over to a child.

Could it be that something happened in Kyoto that she didn't know about?

Over the years, she has never dared to correspond with Yu Wencan, because as soon as she did, she was afraid that she would write in a blur, pestering her about whether they had a couple or not, and then her longing and sadness would overwhelm her.

…

So, in this case, it's better not to say anything.

Rong Huazheng was deep in thought for a while, and the two children came back from the discussion. They held each other's hands and said cautiously: "Mother, how about one or six months?"

"Half a year?" She raised her eyebrows?

Is it really too short?

The two children were very disappointed, "Then... one year?" After saying this, they were a little unwilling and pouted in grievance: "One year at most! In one year, the queen must drive away all the bad guys and come back.

Go to Father!"

Rong Hua Zheng laughed, just laughing, she sighed, "Your Highnesses..." You can really endure it, don't you think half a year is too long?

Three months, three months later, no matter what, she must go back!

Everyone's patience has a limit, especially longing!
Chapter completed!