Chapter 115 Nightmare

Not every team that spends can play the triumphant battle song, and not every bloodshed and sacrifice can be exchanged for the results of victory.

The hissing of the war horse was accompanied by the shouts of the soldiers, approaching herself little by little. She restrained her horse and looked for his figure among thousands of troops and horses, but he had already seen the one who came far away.

The Jinghong glance distracted his heart. When she recognized him, he fell head-on to him. His white robe and silver armor were stained with blood, but his lips seemed to have a happy smile.

"Bai Qi!"

Qiu Yao woke up from her sleep and got up to wipe the cold sweat on her forehead with her sleeves.

"Abo, did you have a nightmare again?" The child beside him frowned, and his dark pupils were full of seriousness, as if he were a little adult.

"Yes, but it's okay. It'll be fine in a while. Why haven't you slept so late?" Qiu Yao rubbed her eyes, and then touched Qiu Zheng's head with a smile.

"Zhang'er fell asleep, but she woke up when she heard the noise." Qiu Zheng blinked his dark eyes and arched into Qiu Yao's arms.

"It's really hard for you." Qiu Yao smiled a little astringently, but she was a ten-year-old child, but her night sleep was so shallow that she became the one who made people worry-free. It's still dark. Let's sleep for a while.

"Good."

Qiu Zheng leaned against his mother's arms and soon fell asleep again, but Qiu Yao couldn't sleep.

That dream really made her palpitate.

Ten years in a flash, suddenly like a dream.

At the beginning, she left sadly and came to this remote village in the State of Qi. She was disheartened because of Song Yu's attitude. Then once she arrived at this completely strange place, the unreliable worry inevitably hit her heart.

Fortunately, she has persisted over the years. The climate of the State of Qi is warm and humid, which is suitable for planting mulberry and hemp. Qiu Yao is not too strange about this. The reason why she chose the State of Qi is that she can avoid the sight of the old people, and the second reason is that the State of Qi is the last country among the six countries. Since she has such an idea, it must have The plan to stay for a long time.

This stay is only ten years.

In fact, it is not completely smooth sailing. When a woman with a child comes here alone, most of the neighbors will ask about her husband's family. In fact, in this era of chaos, Qiu Yao casually said that her husband died in battle, and ten of them would believe it, but she did not want to use this excuse to escape.

The silence about this made her suffer a lot of strange eyes at the beginning. Fortunately, everyone was busy making a living. Few people care about other people's trivial things all day long. In addition, Qiu Yao is easy-going and kind, and she can get along well with her neighbors for a long time.

It's just that outsiders are easy to prevaricate, but their own son is difficult to explain.

Qiu Zheng asked about his father as soon as he remembered. Qiu Yao only said that his father was far away. I don't know if every father's image in his son's heart is always very bright. Qiu Zheng always says that his father must be a great hero, doing great things in distant places.

When Qiu Zheng said these words for the first time, Qiu Yao almost couldn't control her tears. Yes, to some extent, his father was indeed a hero, an unprecedented god of war.

But how much she hates him.

Hate his self-made decisions and his domineering.

However, how much she loves him.

Love him like a flash of thoughtfulness and gentleness.

She did not deny that she left Song Yu. On the one hand, it was because of her disappointment in Song Yu, but she did dislike herself more.

A woman does not serve the second husband. She loves Song Yu, but she also loves Bai Qi, so she despises herself from the bottom of her heart.

She can stay away from the right and wrong, but she can't erase those memories.

Just as she can't get rid of the nightmare all night.

Looking back on the nightmare just now, Qiu Yao's heart inevitably tightened again.

Song Yubaiqi, one is not talented, and the other is not a good end.

She didn't know whether it was their luck or misfortune to appear in the lives of these two people.

But when she left them for a long time, she was suddenly extremely grateful to God for giving her this opportunity to live so vigorously, as well as Qiu Zheng in her arms, and her first.

Qiu Zheng is like his father. He is resolute and thoughtful, so he rarely curls up in her arms and acts coquettishly. Instead, he tries his best to help herself and comforts herself when she has something on her mind, which makes her look like the one being taken care of.

So whenever it is rare for Qiu Zheng to act coquettish in her arms, she always thinks of the naive, innocent and lovely Yichu.

It is as pure as a trace of breeze and a touch of white clouds.

Just like Song Yu.

Squeece your thoughts little by little, from the sky to the dawn.

Qiu Yao came to her senses and realized that she was already in tears.

Gently wiped away the tears on her face. Qiu Yao got up to prepare breakfast, but suddenly heard a slight knock on the door.

Neighbors rarely find themselves at this time. Qiu Yao opened the door doubtfully, only to find that the person who came was a long-lost acquaintance.

Mao Sui has never been here since he helped settle Qiu Yao before. He found a place based on his memory and asked many people to find Qiu Yao's residence. When he saw Qiu Yao again, he saw that her eyebrows were more important, which was not much different from her appearance ten years ago.

Qiu Yao was surprised and happy, and then invited Mao Sui into the room. Before she could say a few words, Qiu Zheng, who was still asleep, had already got up from **. A pair of round eyes stared straight at Mao Sui and called Qiu Yao "Ayu" on her mouth.

"Is this Wu... his son?" Mao Sui looked down at Qiu Zheng with a tiger's head and a sigh in his heart.

"Yes."

"Do you know my father?" Qiu Zheng keenly grasped the key point of Mao Sui's words.

"I... are your father's old friend." Mao Sui leaned over to hug him, but Qiu Zheng took a step back at the same time when he bent down.

"The child is more thoughtful and doesn't let others hug him." Qiu Yao smiled awkwardly. Unexpectedly, in the middle of the speech, Qiu Zheng took the initiative to meet Mao Sui's arms, and then asked carefully--

"Do you know where my father is now? Ayu and I miss him very much.

Mao Sui paused, looked up at Qiu Yao, who was about to cry beside him, and then hit his little head with his chin for verification. "I haven't seen your father for a long time."

Qiu Zheng suddenly fell silent.

Qiu Yao knew that her son was really uncomfortable, so she forcibly held Qiu Zheng back into her arms. "I have something to say with this friend. Zheng'er went to the yard to see the growth of those mulberry trees first."

"Okay." As soon as Qiu Zheng's feet touched the ground, he walked out of the door sullenly. Qiu Yao's embarrassed back only hurt.

"I didn't expect you to keep this child to find his father." Mao Sui thought that Qiu Yao would tell the child that his biological father had passed away.

"I just want to hide it from Zheng'er, but I don't want to lie to him." Qiu Yao smiled reluctantly, "You came here on purpose. There must be something important, right?"

"That's right," Mao Sui nodded seriously. "It won't be long before I will leave for the State of Chu."