No wonder my sons dislike him.

He Qi lives in the military camp. It is good to take a bath twice a month, and he has no time to clean up and take care of himself. His messy beard covers his handsome face and his hair grows a lot. His blood-covered eyes are full of fatigue.

At first glance, he was a sloppy middle-aged uncle.

Looking at the sons' disgusting eyes, He Qi was amused and laughed: "The bastard boy actually disgusted with his own father."

At this moment, Cheng Jinrong also came back.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, He Qi turned around suddenly.

Cheng Jinrong and He Qi looked at each other silently.

After more than half a year of separation, they finally got together again. The two looked at each other almost greedily.

After a while, He Qi cleared his throat: "Am I ugly now? I'll go take a shower, change clothes and take care of my beard..."

"You are not ugly." Cheng Jinrong interrupted his husband softly: "It's much more handsome than before."

The old couple became an old couple, and He Qi blushed a little by these short words. He felt a little sweet and soft.

A Yuan and A Yuan couldn't listen anymore, so they put their heads together and muttered: "Did you have been too tired recently? There are some problems with your eyes? Dad looks so handsome."

"Isn't it! It's not only ugly, but also smelly."

He Qi's tenderness and sweetness were disturbed by his sons. He raised his face, but his eyes were full of smiles: "I will take the exam for you two later. If I fail, let's see how I deal with you."

A Yuan and Aman were not afraid of their own father at all, so he responded with a smile.

Cheng Jinrong pursed her lips and smiled, walked to He Qi, and grabbed He Qi's hand: "I'll accompany you to take a shower and change clothes."

...

Long separation is better than a newlywed.

He Qi's bathing has been gone for a long time.

Zi Su served the three young men for dinner. A Yuan and Aman became older and became a little sensible. However, Sanlang was often thinking about going to see his father and mother.

Zi Su had to smile and coax, "Sanlang, go play first when you have enough. The Duke of the State is very tired and has to take a nap after taking a shower."

Saburo fell asleep while playing.

A Yuan and Aman waited for the rest of the world but couldn't see their biological father coming, so they went to bed together. The two of them had been sleeping together since they were so old now that they were not separated.

I changed a few waves of hot water in the clean room and stopped until midnight.

Cheng Jinrong was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to raise his fingers.

After He Qi was satisfied, he felt refreshed and hugged Cheng Jinrong back to the house. He cut his long hair shorter, shaved his beard, revealing his smooth and handsome face.

Cheng Jinrong lay on the bed and stared at him gently.

He Qi turned his head, and Chong Cheng Jinrong raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Since the border war, I have never taken care of my hair and beard. Is it a bit more pleasing to you now?"

Cheng Jinrong's voice was a little hoarse: "It's so pleasant to see even when it was before."

He Qi grinned, walked to the bed and lay down, hugging Cheng Jinrong.

Cheng Jinrong said angrily: "Stop making trouble. I have to get up and go to the clinic early tomorrow morning."

He Qi whispered: "I can't make a fuss anymore. I have accumulated more than half a year of strength and I have used up all of it just now."

Cheng Jinrong glared at him with a smile, stretched out his hand and twisted his waist. He Qi pretended to be painful, and there was no need to describe it in detail.

Cheng Jinrong rested his head on his shoulder and listened to He Qi talking about the war that had been going on in the past six months.

She stretched out her hand and wandered on him: "You have suffered a lot."

If the injury is healed, scars will be formed. If the scars fall, marks will be left. It cannot be concealed at all.

He Qi honestly admitted: "I was injured several times, but they were all slightly injured. After my fourth brother came, he led his personal soldiers to guard me, and I was injured less often."

Cheng Jinrong felt distressed, but said nothing, and just whispered: "Take good care and come back safely. My sons and I are waiting for you at home."

He Qi felt a little sore in his nose, and he hugged her in his arms and whispered: "It's cold and cold now, and we have to stop fighting. In the spring of the next year, there will be a big battle."

"Arong, you must take good care of yourself and your sons. When I win a big victory, I will be able to come back and reunite with you, mother and son at any time."

He said for a long time, but he didn't wait for a response. As soon as he lowered his head, he saw that Cheng Jinrong had closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He Qi laughed in silence, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

...

The next day, Cheng Jinrong got up one hour later than usual.

He Qi got up early and accompanied A Yuan and Aman into the martial arts training room.

Sanlang was not yet old to practice martial arts, so he stood beside him, stretched his fists from time to time, and was terrified. Cheng Jinrong looked funny and picked up Sanlang.

Saburo stretched out his arms, hugged his mother's neck, and asked expectantly: "Mom, are you still leaving?"

It took more than half a year for my own father to leave. Saburo almost forgot what his own father looked like.

Cheng Jinrong coaxed softly: "You have to lead the troops to fight and go back to the military camp. When your father wins a big victory, he won't be so busy in the future. Sanlang is the most obedient, don't cry."

Saburo is a sensible and good boy. Although he was disappointed, he still nodded obediently: "Sanburo is obedient."

He Qi stayed in the mansion for half a day, had lunch, and then went to the military camp again.

After that, He Qi never went home again.

...

The New Year of the ninth year of Xuanping will arrive soon.

This year, A Yuan and Aman were nine years old, Saburo four years old, Cheng Jinrong was twenty-eight years old, and He Qi was twenty-nine years old.

In early spring of February, the ice and snow melted. The Tatar cavalry was dispatched in full swing, and He Qi led the three armies to fight. The battle lasted for a whole day and night. In the end, the Tatars were defeated, with nearly 10,000 casualties.

Batu had to retreat.

Perhaps, Batu was still thinking of "If you can fight, you can run away if you can fight, you can wait for the future to reorganize." He must have never expected that He Qi would lead his troops to pursue him personally.

The Marquis of Pingxi also led 20,000 elite troops to pursue them all the way.

Flee and fight while fighting while retreating.

The Tatar cavalry was known for their bravery, but they were defeated like a mountain. Under the leadership of He Qi, the border army went down the mountain to kill the Tatar cavalry and refused to let go.

Batu finally felt fearful.

After a great defeat, the young Tatar Khan Batu actually left behind the tribal cavalry and led the remaining more than 10,000 elite soldiers under his command to escape. The abandoned soldiers and defeated generals had no fighting spirit. After being killed for half, they lost the will to resist. They surrendered and became prisoners.

He Qi had no intention of letting Batu go, and continued to lead the troops to chase after three days and three nights, and finally caught up with Batu. He Qi called out to Batu in front of the formation.

Batu was forced to face the challenge.

The defeated Tatar Khan Batu had lost the confidence and courage of the first Tatar warrior. He held the hand of the long sword and trembled slightly.
Chapter completed!