Wensen shivered and hurriedly said with hatred: "But a poor person must have a hateful thing! Bah! I deserve it!"

Their destination was not fifty miles as Fang Zheng said, but a full hundred miles heading in the east and west directions. It was not until he was sure that Mochu's spies could not reach such a remote place, the Northern Expedition Army, divided into two groups, then set up a camp and sent cavalry to guard it.

It was the morning of the next day after camping. Wensen's shadow came to report that Xiaolu's mother had been rescued, less than ten miles from Fang Zheng's camp.

Fang Zheng was overjoyed. This was really good news. After his mother-in-law was rescued, he didn't have to throw a gambler when he slaps his mom.

"Hurry! Open the gate and I will go to greet you in person!" Fang Zheng said excitedly.

Xiao Lu beside her was so happy that she burst into tears. She could no longer wait, so she rushed out of the handsome tent and snatched a horse, then rode on it and ran quickly out of the gate.

Fang Zheng was shocked and hurriedly summoned nearly a thousand personal troops and rode his horse to chase her.

Nearly a thousand cavalry galloped, and Xiao Lu rushed to the first place, and Fang Zheng followed closely behind.

The ten miles of journey arrived quickly. In the distance, dozens of cavalry ran towards him. They were wearing black armor, like stars arching the moon, and tightly guarding a woman in white clothes and white skirt in the middle.

When Xiaolu saw it, her eyes were suddenly wet. She rode on the speeding horse and couldn't help but cry out, "Mom".

The voice of Qingyue spread far away. The woman in white was stunned. Then she whipped the horse under her, quickly facing her, and shouted sadly: "Lu'er"

The two riders soon met on the vast grassland. The mother and daughter rode on horseback, staring at each other blankly, tears flowing into a river, and the joy, sorrow and bitterness in their eyes intersected each other, and the two forgot their words for a moment.

Five years ago, we were separated by the riots. In the past five years, we have had ups and downs, and we have suffered so much pain and thoughts from each other. When we were reunited, we didn’t know what to say.

He stood there for a while until the sound of Fang Zheng and his pro-military army's hooves became closer and closer, and then he woke up to the carving green.

Xiao Lu suddenly shuddered, suddenly threw her stirrups off the horse, her knees softened, and she knelt in front of Yan Yang's horse, choked and said: ",

Yan Yang was in tears and got off the horse. He rushed to Xiao Lu, hugged her suddenly, and said in tears: "Lu'er, Lu'er, my poor child,"

Xiaolu hid in Yan Yang's arms and finally burst into tears. The bitterness and grievances of the past five years seemed to be completely released in the crying. The little girl, who was only twelve years old, hid in the water tank and escaped the abducted by the Turks. She was rescued by Master Fang. She was frightened and scared all the way. After being a loyal and kind person, she insisted on repaying her kindness for slaves and servants. The twelve-year-old child has suffered too much pressure and hard work in the past five years and has learned too much human feelings and worldly ways, which she should not have endured.

While crying, Xiaolu raised her pink fist and gently beat Yan Yang's shoulder, shouting like a child who suffered endless grievances: "Mom, where have you been? Where have you been in the past five years? Why have you left me alone? Do you know how hard I have been in the past five years? Mom?" The son wanted to raise his parents but his parents were gone. Xiaolu's heart hurt for five years!

Yan Yang half-kneeled on the grass, hugging Xiaolu tightly, and cried so hard that he had become tears of tears."

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Today, no, I will take a leave tomorrow. If a friend comes from afar, I will be a escort and have no time to write.

Well, I didn’t make excuses, it’s true. Everyone knows that I don’t have to make excuses when I take a break, just say I’m going to take a break.

There are a few more chapters left to finish the book. It is reasonable and logical to take a day off, right?

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