Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, five years are eliminated.

Thousands of times the sun rises and the moon sets, the four seasons reincarnate year after year, the years finally take away the past, and disappear with the wind.

In the General's Mansion, the morning dew infected the flowers, and the immature figure waved the small windmill, giggling while running, "Hehe, come and chase me"

Behind him, the two maids hurriedly followed the little boy, picking up the coat he had thrown in the courtyard and persuading: "Little Shizi, you run slowly, beware of falling"

The little boy laughed heartlessly and shook the windmill in his hand vigorously, and the windmill was blown by the wind like a whirling butterfly.

The little boy was rocking the windmill, and when he stepped on a stone, he stumbled, and with a twist he planted himself in the lotus pond beside him.

"Little Shizi!"

A black shadow flashed in front of him, and a figure caught the boy steadily, and the boy raised his head with a white face, and was greeted by a handsome face with a frown.

"Daddy"

The boy spoke, bending his neck and not daring to make another sound.

Ziyan Mingchen put down the boy, lowered his eyes and looked down at the boy's face, and said lightly in a not stern tone: "Weiqing, what did Daddy say?" ”

"Obedient and sensible, for oneself and others"

"Did Weiqing do it?"

The little boy shook his head and said immaturely: "Wei Qing is disobedient when he runs around in the medicine garden, and the two maid sisters are worried that they are not sensible, and it is not for themselves that they almost fell into the lotus pond, and it is not for themselves to let Daddy come to the rescue, Wei Qing is at fault, please punish Daddy"

"Copy the Journey of the Son of the World Ten Times"

"Wei Qing understands"

Xiang Ziyan Mingchen bowed deeply, and the little boy bowed his head and left.

Glancing at the small figure leaving, Ziyan Mingchen withdrew his eyes and raised his eyes to look at the mountains in the distance, with a slight gloom at the bottom of his eyes.

Sichen, it's been five years, don't you still want to come back?

"General"

A gentle voice sounded from behind her, Ziyan Mingchen turned her head, it was a compassionate and delicate figure, she smiled, and walked over slowly, her light eyes were as gentle as water.

The compassion of being a mother is less bright, more tranquil, and more charming.

She stepped forward and stood quietly beside Ziyan Mingcen, looking at the gloom in the other party's eyes, and said with a shallow smile, "Is the general missing Mrs. again?" ”

Ziyan Mingchen didn't look too far and didn't veto, "It's me who owes her"

"There has never been a loss or a debt in the matter of feelings"

"If I could have recognized my heart earlier and responded to her feelings in time, Sichen would not have left" Ziyan Mingchen said bitterly, "It's me who is sorry for her"

Pity looked at the pain in his eyes, and his eyes overflowed with distress, and he tortured himself with regret and guilt for five years, punishing himself like torture.

It was a prison of his heart, and no one could open it.

Mercy sighed softly, grabbed his slightly cold palm, was silent for a long time, and whispered: "General, go find Madame"

Ziyan Mingchen was slightly stunned, looked up at her with pity, and said softly: "In the past five years since Madame left, the general has had a very hard time, and it is sad to see the general lose his mind, and his compassion is also very worrying. The general is the heaven of the general's mansion and the heaven of mercy, and if the general falls, the sky of the general's mansion will also fall. But mercy understands that the general's day is the lady, and if the lady does not return for a day, the general's day will be unknown, so the general, go to the lady, don't hesitate to wait any longer, the long wait will only miss the original happiness. Find Madame, show your heart to Madame, and believe that Madame will change her mind."