This young man is tall and long, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and a face that is extremely handsome. It is like a sword unsheathed, dazzling and unignorable.

This is his son, He Qi.

When he left Beijing that day, He Qi was still a child who was confused. More than ten years seemed to have passed in a blink of an eye. His son had grown up and was outstanding and dazzling.

Duke Ping was looking at He Qi, but he didn't know that He Qi was in a complicated mood, especially better than his biological father.

He was injured and disfigured in his previous life, and his position as the prince was taken away. He left the capital in a panic and came to the border. Duke Ping hated him for being incompetent and was extremely cold to him, and his father-son relationship was very weak.

Living for a lifetime, the father and son reunite. Duke Ping is full of pride and joy, but only he knows the complex feelings in his heart.

He Qi stepped forward and bowed his hand with his fists: "My son has met his father."

Duke Pingguo is introverted and does not show his emotions. There are many people at present, so it is not advisable to express his true feelings. Duke Pingguo only nodded to He Qi.

The father and son meet, it is really embarrassing.

At this moment, Pingxi Hou stepped forward with joy and patted He Qi on the shoulder hard: "Sanlang! I haven't seen each other for several months, I really want to die of my uncle!"

A familiar voice came to my ears, He Qi stretched his eyebrows and grinned: "I haven't seen you for a long time since I've been missing. I've been thinking about my uncle. Are you okay?"

Pingxi Hou smiled and said, "I have a war to fight. I don't know how much energy I am all day long, so why can't it be bad!"

The uncle and nephew looked at each other and smiled, with a tacit understanding.

Duke Pingguo: "..."

He Qi is much more intimate with his uncle Pingxi Hou than with his biological father.

Duke Ping suddenly felt a little sore and glanced at him quietly.

Pingxi Hou was rude and unconscious of the sour glance of Duke Pingguo, and smiled heartily: "Sanlang came to the border army from afar, so he would have to have a few drinks with his uncle tonight!"

He Qi smiled happily and said, "I brought my uncle's favorite pear blossom white from the capital!"

Pingxi Hou was overjoyed and rubbed his hands: "It's so good..."

Duke Ping coughed: "You can't drink alcohol in the army!"

It's really disappointing!

Others were afraid of Duke Pingguo, but the Marquis of Pingxi were not afraid. He immediately laughed and said, "You can't drink alcohol during the march, and you can't drink alcohol during the war. This is the rule of the army, and I certainly know. However, the Prince of Tatar came from afar, and he had to hold a banquet tonight. Drink less, so you won't miss the major events in the army!"

Duke Pingguo was not inconvenient to brush the face of Pingxi Hou in front of everyone and nodded from his nose.

The Marquis of Pingxi, impatiently looked at Duke Ping's stinky face and greeted He Qi excitedly: "Sanlang, go and go to my uncle's tent to talk."

He Qi responded with a smile and walked with the Marquis of Pingxi.

Duke Pingguo: "..."

Zhu Qijue, who was left aside, felt a little aggrieved. My dear father, I’ll look at your own son too! This bias is really overrepresented!

Zhu Qijue muttered in his heart, and struggled to chase after him.

Of course, Duke Ping could not do such a thing. He watched He Qi leave and felt depressed.

He Song couldn't see the depression of his brother and laughed in a low voice: "I haven't seen Sanlang for a while. Now I'll go to the Pingxi Hou camp tent and talk about the old and lively with them."

After saying that, he left.

Duke Ping Guo twitched the corner of his mouth invisibly.

He hasn't seen his son for more than ten years, and he also wants to talk to him, okay? These are the ones who have no eyesight!

...

The father and son of Pingxi Hou and He Qi entered the camp, and He Song arrived.

"Second uncle," He Qi is a junior, so he wanted to greet him: "Second brother has been seriously injured. I wonder if he has healed now?"

He Song is worthy of being a ruthless man and responded without changing his face: "It has always been Dalang who is taking care of him. I have never been to the wounded barracks. I don't know how he is now."

He Qi: "..."

He Qi twitched slightly.

Pingxi Hou, who knew the inside story, laughed and smoothed out: "It's not easy to know, so I'll order someone to call Dalang over."

He Dalang has no official position and is welcomed by the Prince of Tatar today. He is not qualified to show up and has been staying in the wounded camp to accompany He Zhi.

He Dalang is the eldest son of Duke Pingguo, and his wife Zhu is the daughter of the side branch of the Marquis of Pingxi. The Marquis of Pingxi admires and loves the loyal and peaceful He Dalang.

After a moment, He Dalang came in a hurry.

The two brothers met again after a long separation, and they felt a lot of joy when they met.

He Qi asked He Dalang: "Brother, how is the second brother injured now?"

He Dalang smiled and said, "Doctor Cheng personally prescribed Erlang for treatment and careful care. Erlang was able to stay and walk a month ago. Now he is walking without any trouble. I heard from Doctor Cheng that in a while, Erlang will be able to lift his sword and get on the horse and kill the enemy."

He Song's eyebrows were slightly loose.

This evil deed is finally lucky and life-long.

He Qi glanced at He Song's expression from the corner of his eyes, and felt a little sighed.

Of course, my second uncle cared about He Zhi very much. Otherwise, he would not make a quick decision and settle the grudge between him and He Zhi. He then brought He Zhi to the border military camp.

I just hope that He Zhi really knows his mistakes and repents, and returns to his lost path. Don’t let down his father He Song’s deep love for his son.

"It's good if the second brother is fine." He Qi smiled calmly and said, "When I settle down, I'll go visit my second brother."

During this period, He Dalang went to accompany He Qi every day, and I don’t know how much he said to comfort him. He Qi seemed to have really figured it out. After knowing that He Qi came to the border, He Qi took the initiative to say to He Dalang: "When the third brother comes to the border army, I will go and meet the third brother."

He Dalang felt relieved after hearing this: "Okay, I'll go with you then."

He Song's brows stretched out, and a hint of gratitude and emotion surged in his heart.

Although He Qi is young, he has no shortage of all mentality and demeanor. As long as He Qi does not blame him, the evil deed will be able to settle down in the border army in the future.

Pingxi Hou asked about He Qi's situation along the way: "I heard that you have had some twists and turns on your march?"

He Qi's eyes flashed and he said lightly: "It's all small matters, nothing serious."

No matter how smart and cunning Ren Yuansilan is, it is useless. This is the territory of Da Chu. He Qi commanded two thousand imperial guards and two hundred imperial guards, as well as dozens of powerful personal soldiers. In terms of military strength, it is more than four times that of Yuansilan. Along the way, several imperial doctors personally checked the tricks such as poisoning, and they had no chance to use them.

Of course, Yuan Silan is not a fool. She will never do anything that she is unsure of, so she will not completely tear her face and give He Qi an excuse to take action openly.

Along the way, it was more peaceful than expected.

Pingxi Hou sneered in an unknown way and held the hilt of the knife around his waist with his right hand.

There are some things that everyone knows without saying, and they are all clear.

Since Yuan Silan is here, don’t think about leaving.
Chapter completed!