>It has been late October. Yang Yuanqing, who has defeated the Zhang family, is preparing to return to Beijing. Although the Guanlong nobles still have a lot of business relationships in the south of the Yangtze River, Yang Yuanqing is no longer interested. Yang Guang ordered him to come and inspect the canal transportation. His inspection has ended. More than 20 boat trips were added in the Yangtze River between night, thousands of boats competed for the current, and boats were shuttled, and ships came and went in the Tongji Canal, sending the lively and prosperous Jingjia

Yang Yuanqing was about to take Jiangling Road, take a boat to Xiangyang, and then return to Beijing by land from Xiangyang. He blamed his father Yang Xuangan for never paying homage to his mother, but he had only been there once himself, and he wanted to visit his mother's grave again.

——As early, the soldiers were busy packing up their things and preparing to set off. Yang Yuanqing sent Wang Shichong, who was visiting, out of the mansion. Wang Shichong bowed and smiled: "This time, the Censor Yang investigated the case and benefited me a lot. Shichong once again expressed his deep gratitude!"

Yang Yuanqing was shocked. The trick Wang Shichong had to deal with Yang Tong in history was not what he learned from himself!

Yang Yuanqing also smiled and said, "The emperor hopes that the Tongji Canal can prosper and make the southern goods more smoothly transported to the north. If the Prince Wang can do this well, the position of the prefect is just around the corner."

"Thank you, Censor Yang, for your reminder, I will say goodbye, we will have a date later!"

"There will be a time later!"

Yang Yuanqing watched Wang Shichong ride away. He turned around and was about to enter the mansion, but he heard the report from the soldiers outside the door: "Censor Yang, there is a woman looking for you, and she has been waiting for you for a long time.

Yang Yuanqing turned around and saw a woman in white standing at the door, with a beautiful face and a look full of longing and excitement, but she hugged a little girl in her arms.

Yang Yuanqing was stunned next time. The woman in white outside the door turned out to be the one who had thought about day and night. At this unintentional moment, she suddenly appeared. A dream-like feeling appeared in his mind, as if the appearance of the world was an illusion.

But soon, he knew that this was not an illusion, and Chuchen came to find him. An uncontrollable excitement surged from Yang Yuanqing's heart. He walked a few steps, but his steps slowed down again. He noticed the child in Chuchen's hands.

This is a pink and cute little girl with round big eyes and curved eyebrows, a well-behaved nose and a bright red and tender little mouth. She lay in her arms and looked at herself timidly, just like Niu Niu when she first met, but there was a bit of her childhood shadow between her eyebrows and eyes.

An incredible thought arose in Yang Yuanqing's mind. Could this be...

Chuchen walked into the door, squatted down and put the little girl on the ground, pointed at Yang Yuanqing and smiled, "Bing'er called Daddy!"

This "call daddy" made Yang Yuanqing unable to believe his ears. Could this be his own child?

"She is..."

Chuchen nodded slightly, his eyes slightly red, "She is!"

Yang Yuanqing squatted down slowly and gently held the little girl's hand. When he held the pink little hand, an electric current flowed through his heart. An extremely familiar feeling flowed into his heart. This is an innate father-daughter nature, a wonderful feeling that can only be experienced with his heart. She is her daughter, and there is no doubt.

"Call Dad!" Chuchen taught her again, and the little girl finally shouted timidly, "Dad!"

The voice was tender and crisp, and Yang Yuanqing felt a sense of ecstasy in his heart. He picked up his daughter, hugged her tightly in his arms, and his face pressed against her little face. This was his daughter, his treasure.

He stretched out his arms and hugged Qian Chen into his arms.

Several soldiers looked at the curtain in front of them in surprise. They found that the cold-blooded and tough general was actually shining with tears.

The ecstasy of meeting was gradually subsided, and the little girl Bing'er slowly became familiar with Yang Yuanqing. She sat in his arms, pouting her little mouth, and was concentrating on her little hands fiddling with the string of shiny pearl bracelets that her father gave her.

Yang Yuanqing bowed his head from time to time to kiss his daughter's thin hair, smelling the unique milky smell on her body, his eyes were filled with pity. He looked at the dust and listened to her telling her about her goodbye.

"After I parted in Liucheng last year, I returned to Hengshan. At Nanhua Palace, I found that I was pregnant and gave birth to her in October last year. You were not by my side when I was so uncomfortable. I originally wanted to name her Shen Bing, but my mother refused, so I had to call her Yang Bing. I turned one year old. I heard that you were patrolling Jiangnan, so I brought her to see you."

After becoming a mother, she became much more mature, but her face was still beautiful, her hair was combed into a bun, her eyes were clear and quiet, and the lively and naughty Niu Niu, who had her two horns tied, was no longer visible.

"Why is it called Yang Bing? Is it related to the cold Liucheng?"

Chuchen nodded, "My impression of Liucheng is a world of ice and snow."

"What about me? I'm so cold when I think of me?"

Chuchen sighed softly, "Actually, I went to Beijing Neipin Wenzi City to find you, holding the child. In early May this year, I happened to meet your wedding, so I didn't bother and hugged her back to Wuxing again."

Apologies surged in Yang Yuanqing's heart. He held Chuchen's hand, but Chuchen broke free. His face was cold and he didn't look at Yang Yuanqing. He looked at the ground and said coldly: "I didn't want to come to see you, but my mother was lying in my pen. I just thought, after coming, I would go back and tell my mother that she hadn't met you."

Yang Yuanqing smiled bitterly, "Why is it coming again?"

"Because she is your daughter after all, you should let you meet her. When she grows up, I can give her an explanation."

Chuchen still had a calm face, but she was thinking about Yang Yuanqing's shout to her on the boat. It was that call that made her heart soft.

Yang Yuanqing smiled bitterly. He held his daughter's little hand and gently helped her untie the pearls that were wrapped in a circle. The little girl waved her arms and screamed in joy.

Chuchen quickly glanced at Yang Yuanqing and bit his lower lip, "I plan to take her back in the afternoon."

"What?"

Yang Yuanqing raised his head and stared at her, "Why do you want to go back?"

"Anyway, you don't care about us, you can just show it to you. If you go to be your son-in-law of a noble family, what does our life or death have to do with you?"

His eyes turned red and he was squeezing his hands. He thought that he had traveled thousands of miles to find him with his daughter, but he saw the words "happy" posted on the door and the cold rejection of the doorman. The young master's wedding was gone and he was completely hurt by the fact that he had no one else.

Yang Yuanqing felt extremely guilty, and reached out and hugged her tightly in her arms, and said softly in her ear: "Why wouldn't I be with you, you two, I'm going to Wuxing to find you this time when I went south. I didn't know that you had given birth to a child. If I had known, I would take you back to me without any worries."

Wuchen's lips moved slightly, but she didn't say it out. Her eyes began to shine, covered with a layer of crystal-like objects, and her long eyelashes moved a few times.

"Really?" She finally made this short question, tears remained along her cheeks, and she could no longer say the second sentence, and began to cry in a low voice, and the grievance in her heart poured out with tears.

Yang Yuanqing hugged her waist and waited for her to calm down, then said softly: "I'll go back with me this time, and don't leave in the future. Minqiu also hopes that you will go back, and we will live together in the future."

Chuchen slowly looked up at Yang Yuanqing, still with tears in his eyes, but his tone had become soft: "Yuanqing, I really can't go back with you. Nanhua Palace has adopted more than 2,000 orphans. Zi Yan and A Yue are still too young to take on this courage. When I have a few years, I will definitely bring my children to you, okay?"

Yang Yuanqing shook his head. If he had no daughter, he might have agreed, but now with his precious daughter, how could he let his daughter leave him again?

"What you call taking the blame is nothing more than to seize ill-gotten wealth, but have you ever thought about it? What if something happens to you, Bing'er will do?"

Chuchen shook his head in a hurry, "Nothing will happen, I have never lost my hand in so many years."

"snort!"

Yang Yuanqing snorted coldly, "That's because you have never met a real opponent. If I were to take action, you wouldn't be able to escape."

"But Yuanqing, you won't come to hurt us, right?"

She said carefully, holding Yang Yuanqing's hand, her eyes full of pleading.

Yang Yuanqing sighed, "Don't be stupid. The local officials used to dare not report to the court, so you succeeded repeatedly. In the future, the Ministry of Justice will soon send a real man to arrest you, use the army, and set traps. You will never escape. Once you are caught, I can't even save you."

Chuchen lowered his head, and she whispered: "But what should we do if the more than 2,000 orphans we adopted? How to support them."

"This is not a problem. I have food. I have tens of thousands of acres of fertile land. The grain harvested every year is enough to support your orphans. I can give it to Nanhua Palace. I just need you to stay and have my children."

Yang Yuanqing looked at her and said slowly: "Chuchen, I have been an illegitimate child since I was a child. You know, how I was bullied when I was a child, you know better than anyone else. I don't want my daughter to go the same path as her father.

Yang Yuanqing sighed, "Same, I don't want her to go your way again."

Yang Yuanqing's words deeply touched the vital points of the world. She looked at her daughter shouting happily in her father's arms, waving her little hand. This is her daughter who has never been with her before. She remembered her childhood again. She also had no father. She didn't know what her father's love looked like. Do you really want to make her daughter like herself?

Parents have two laces of clothes, while children have buttons that tie the two laces of clothes.

Yang Yuanqing held her hand and stared at her. After a long time, Chuchen finally nodded.
Chapter completed!