9 Mother, please let me go!

◎Huo Yan: It's never too late.◎

Huo Yan was so shocked by the word "Huo Qubing" that he stood there in a daze, muttering Huo Qubing's name to himself.

It's impossible, they just have the same name.

In the Han Dynasty, the words "to cure disease" and "to prolong life" were as common as Jack and Tom in English.

He had never thought about it at all.

But God was dissatisfied with his easy life, so he had to give him a big slap on the head and beat him into a pig's head.

But he had a big heart and he could do it, so he tried hard to calm down.

Take a deep breath, it's okay, it's just Huo Qubing, I can accept it.

Under normal circumstances, with his stubborn attitude, he should have denied it.

But no one knew better than him that it was most likely the disease.

No reason, because there were too many buffs. His family name was indeed Wei, his aunt was indeed an imperial concubine, and he was indeed an illegitimate child. Furthermore, Bingbing possessed observation and intelligence beyond the ordinary.

Hearing Wei Shao'er's shout, he suddenly came back to his senses, startled for a moment, and blurted out a denial, "Mother, don't say anything more. Whether Huo Zhongru is a human or a dog has nothing to do with me. I'm right here. My uncle said I'm a child of the Wei family. Only my uncle can drive me away, otherwise I won't leave home!"

After stating his position, he, like always, eager to watch the fun, addressed Wei Shao'er in a provocative manner, "Mother, don't be angry. Your lip balm has melted, and you look like you want to eat someone. I hope that Master Chen won't be frightened."

Well, he still felt frightened and wanted to take revenge on Wei Shaoer who frightened him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Qubing looked at Wei Shaoer's lips and nodded in agreement.

Apparently, so did he.

How could my mother suspect that they didn't love my uncle? Who the hell is Huo Zhongru to be put together with my uncle?

Wei Shao'er's anger subsided, and she quickly asked the maid to check her lipstick. When she found out she hadn't applied it and that it was just a kid's nonsense, she immediately became furious again. Maintaining the momentum of a tiger emerging from the mountains, she lifted her skirt and rushed to the two cubs, shouting, "Huo Qubing! Huo Yan! You two bastards!"

Huo Qubing ran very fast.

Huo Yan was frozen in place for three seconds by the words Huo Qubing, and then he was pulled away by him.

Huo Qubing just kept running forward and was about to turn his head to see where Wei Shaoer was. As soon as he turned his head, he was pushed up by Wei Shaoer's anger.

He flapped his legs like a live fish, howling loudly, and was finally spanked. He became completely obedient, and with tears as big as beans in his eyes, he sat on the ground helplessly, staring intently at Wei Shaoer pulling Huo Yan up with the same action.

Huo Yan's physical strength was not even as good as Huo Qubing's, so his struggles were in vain. He was lifted up directly, and when the slap on his butt came, he could only look into the distance blankly to hide his embarrassment. Then, he felt a huge pain, and he also howled like Huo Qubing and struggled non-stop.

"Ah Mum is the most beautiful, I won't say that anymore!"

Huo Qubing, who was standing beside him, suddenly smiled, revealing a few small white teeth.

[The cutest thing in the world, Bingbing!]

[The world's best donkey, Yanyan!]

[Hahaha. ]

[Twins are like this; the problem isn't the lack of them, but the uneven distribution of them.]

[Killing pigs, hahaha.]

[Our Ah Yan's expression of despair just now, no way, this sick kid really is...]

[My dear!]

[Huo Qubing!?]

[No, Huo Qubing?]

[I think the older one is my husband!]

Huo Yan and Huo Qubing were taken back by Wei Shaoer, and the two of them lay on the bed together to sunbathe.

Wei Ai smiled and touched their little heads, shaking the loom on time.

Accompanied by the chirping sound of the loom, Huo Yan continued to brainstorm.

"Ayan, Ayan!"

Huo Qubing's voice suddenly exploded in his ears.

Facing that smiling little face, Huo Yan's confused mind suddenly became clear. When he saw his face, his face turned pale.

Champion Huo Qubing died at the age of 24. His elder brother, also a champion, also passed away at the age of 24, the cause of death is unknown.

There was panic in his eyes.

Huo Qubing was originally just a figure in history books to him, who only sighed that the young man was extremely talented but died young. But that is no longer the case.

He couldn't tolerate his brother's disappearance like a shooting star, and didn't want his brother's life to enter the countdown from now on!

Twenty-one more years! No, the ancients used lunar age as the lunar calendar, so his illness only made it to twenty-three.

Twenty more years!

There are nearly 7,300 days left!

Not enough! Not enough! Not enough!

Seeing that Huo Yan's expression was not right, the comments started to fly again.

[This kid is not sick, he is a real champion!]

[If that's true, then we're really lucky. This is Huo Qubing as a child!]

[That uncle is Wei Qing! The flying general is in Longcheng, and we won't let the Hu horses cross the Yinshan Mountains.]

[I didn't expect my gentle uncle to be a god of war. What a huge contrast.]

[Rebirth of My Uncle and Brother, the God of War]

[The chestnut horse has just been saddled with a white jade saddle. The moonlight is cold after the battle. The iron drums on the city walls still resound. The blood on the golden sword in the box is still wet.]

[Isn’t the Flying General Li Guang?]

[Upstairs, Li Guang has never been to Dragon City in his life. (Laughing and crying)]

[Every battle is full of trouble, it would be strange if we could stop them!]

[Our General Li simply lived and ate with his fellow soldiers, yet was always annihilated by the enemy. So what? In the writings of the literati, our General Li was simply a man whose talent was not appreciated.]

[He still feels that his talent is not being recognized. If he had talent, he wouldn't miss every opportunity!]

[Everyone says you are useless, but you are the most useless.]

[He was granted the title, and later generations honored him with the title of Marquis of Milu.]

[He's so obsessed that he can even draw Qian Ge into his fandom, which is amazing.]

[Huo Qubing was still arrogant and extravagant! The soldiers looked hungry, but he was still throwing meat away!]

[Haha, there's no need to write a fuss about this. Huo Qubing was a very strict military commander, emphasizing clear rewards and punishments, and strict enforcement of orders. If you have merit, you should be rewarded, and if you have no merit, you should not receive any reward.]

[And if you don't mention military achievements when you're talking about generals, it's just nonsense. He followed Wei Qing and Huo Qubing to be made a marquis, but followed Li Guang to his death.]

[He even has his own chef for meals!]

[As long as I can win, why bother with what he eats!]

"Shut up!"

Tears glistened in Huo Yan's eyes and he shouted loudly, wishing he could crush them to death.

The barrage of comments suddenly fell silent.

Huo Qubing hummed at first, then said aggrievedly after a moment, "Ayan, I didn't say anything."

Huo Yan felt a headache when he saw his innocent big black eyes. He lowered his head weakly and clenched his fists.

Brother, did you know you were going to die? I was very worried. Did you know? Did you know?

Huo Qubing didn't know what was wrong with him, but he didn't say anything. He just lay beside him and poked his butt, but was slapped away by Huo Yan with a claw.

"Brother, I need to find a way. Be serious!"

Huo Yan pondered over the causes of his brother's death, and the conspiracy theories in the barrage had penetrated deep into his mind.

Damn it, it's most likely that Liu Che did it! Kill him!

He clenched his fist and pounded the bed fiercely.

Huo Qubing didn't understand, but he had always been very stable when dealing with his family, especially when compared to a kid with a temper like a donkey. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been jokingly called the "good son I haven't seen in a lifetime" and the "cutest son in the world" by the barrage of comments. He first used brute force to pry Huo Yan's hand open and blew on it. Then he remembered something and looked at him in disbelief, almost crying. "You don't want to hurt your hand so much that you don't want to go see the dog, do you? Then I won't go!"

Huo Yan couldn't hold it in any longer, his hair was practically smoking. "You saw your uncle's dog give birth to puppies yesterday, and you wanted to steal them and run away. Go! Go away! If you get bitten by a dog, I'll hug you and cry!"

Huo Qubing showed a guilty expression, put his little hand on Huo Yan's hand, and shook it gently, "Go! Ah Yan."

Huo Yan raised his little face, clasped his fists and curled his lips, but he did not take his hands away. He took a deep breath, spread out his palms, and asked Huo Qubing to spread out his hands as well. He was ready to use the Eastern metaphysics that he least believed in to see his brother's lifeline.

He just doesn't believe it!

But he couldn't see anything because Huo Qubing's hands were chubby and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Huo Yan suddenly covered his face with his hands, hunched his shoulders, and looked almost depressed.

"Brother, can we live well?"

He was frustrated there, and the barrage of comments was unconsciously adding fuel to the fire.

[So you're worried about your brother, Yan is so kind.]

[It's confirmed. Our Ah Yan has personally confirmed that Bingzi is the Han Dynasty's General of Cavalry!]

[The steed gallops like the wind, whips whirring as it leaps out of Wei Bridge. The bow bends, bidding farewell to the Han moon, and the feathers pierce the heavenly pride. The battle array dissolves, the starlight fades, the camp clears, and the sea mist dissipates. The achievement of the painted Lin Pavilion is unique to Huo Piaoyao. ①]

[That was a man who always won 29 kills in a game of PUBG and had a built-in Beidou navigation system (juvenile form).]

[I want to record this, Huo Qubing's growth diary.]

[Is Sick Boy really the champion candidate?]

[The Records of the Grand Historian says that the General of the Cavalry was a man of few words and a man of few secrets, yet bold and courageous. But Sick Child was very lively. Although he was sometimes quiet with outsiders, he was not at all taciturn with Ah Yan and his uncle. Sometimes he was a little childish, which Ah Yan could control.]

[How did the sweet boy suddenly transform into a cool guy!]

[Dude, that sick kid is three years old! He's not childish, what is he doing? You're three years old and still trying to smooth things over.]

[Are you in the same situation with your family and outsiders?]

[I guess our poor Sima Zichang never had much contact with Bingbing.]

[Is the sick kid being controlled by Ah Yan? I think Ah Yan is being completely controlled.]

[Bingbing is indeed very smart. Ah Yan is an incomplete child. He currently has the nature of a child mixed with the thinking of an adult. It is quite difficult to play with him for so long and make him willingly call me brother and brother.]

[Ayan's temper can be described in two words: stinky and stubborn, even dogs hate him.]

The Wei family seems to have a natural tolerance, which makes Ah Yan even more open about his emotions. But when he's facing Bing Bing, his emotions are even more obvious and sharp. Yet, Bing Bing is able to calm him down. This shows how healthy and broad-minded he must be.

Ah Yan was probably quite young before his death, and he may have experienced neglect, which led to his current mood swings, like a roller coaster, and a bit of stubbornness. This did make him smart, independent, and arrogant. Conversely, he was more competitive, stubborn, and difficult to control than his peers, making his conversation sometimes difficult to follow. But Bingzai possessed almost innate perceptiveness; he could perfectly connect with Ah Yan. Even when he didn't understand, he could subconsciously soothe Ah Yan's emotions. This is the fundamental quality of a great general, which is why I believe Bingbing is Huo Huqi. (PS: If not, Ah Yan's stubborn temper wouldn't have stopped him from defending himself and letting us boast about him.)

[Ayan was forced to be confused, hahaha.]

[It seems my uncle has had this happen several times too. He's really perceptive.]

[Good generals are born.]

[Indeed, many of Ah Yan's words were bizarre, but everyone listened patiently and encouraged him. Ah Yan especially loved being encouraged and praised.]

[Ayan was a bit withdrawn at first, probably only talking to Bingbing, but now he's a worried little chatterbox.]

[Although he still had that stubborn temper towards us, he was much softer, and at least he didn't let us get away.]

[Don't be like this, it's heartbreaking.]

[Tsundere Ah Yan, I love him so much.]

[As for the cause of the sick cub's death, Zhuzhu said it was a Xiongnu trick, deliberately releasing sick cattle and sheep upstream, causing the sick cub to contract the plague.]

[Some also say that he died from revenge by the Wei and Li families.]

[The most ridiculous thing is that he died from taking too much mercury in the elixir that Emperor Wu of Han deliberately gave him.]

…

[There are many strange causes of death, but in the book, there is only sudden death.]

…

Huo Yan pursed his lips. Seeing that something was wrong with him, Huo Qubing lowered his head slightly in front of him. Huo Yan was almost face to face with him, and the tears in his eyes were about to burst out again.

"Why don't we just use the surname Huo? What's so good about Huo? Let's use the surname Wei. Wei Qubing sounds good too. Let's live a good life."

Huo Qubing pinched the little face that looked almost identical to his, using a little more force than before. Huo Yan felt a little better, and he covered his face exaggeratedly, whining, "You pinched me? Is Bingbing really Ah Yan's biological brother?"

Huo Qubing chuckled, "You are in pain, so you are alive! A dog bite hurts you, but you are also alive! My butt hurts, but I am alive."

If you feel pain, you are alive. Similarly, if you are bitten by a dog, you will feel pain. Pain is living. I am alive too.

So why do we say we are not alive.

Huo Yan thought he was a real logical genius. The corners of his mouth twitched twice. He touched his short hair and retorted, "It's either pain or life. I touch Bingbing, and Bingbing hugs me, which also means I'm alive. And I want to live a very long time."

Huo Qubing pouted, took his hand away, put his hands on his hips and said, "I am the elder brother, Ah Yan is the younger brother, don't touch my head."

His distinct black and white eyes turned vividly, and he poked Huo Yan's red butt again, "Then Ah Yan, can you extend Qubing's life? Can you light the Seven Star Lamp for me like the Prime Minister?"

He held his chin, blinked his big eyes, and continued in a baby voice, "By the way, Ah Yan, are you going to tell me about Monkey again today? Was Monkey killed by the evil Jade Emperor? Did the Prime Minister survive and take Song Jiang to rescue him?"

Huo Yan ignored him and continued to think about the cause of Huo Qubing's death.

Seeing that he didn't move, Huo Qubing poked Huo Yan again.

Huo Yandao's thoughts were interrupted again, and he slapped his claws away, "Brother, I've said it eight hundred times, the Prime Minister is not the prime minister of the monkey, and Song Jiang is not the subordinate of the monkey. They are three books! Don't make me laugh, I'm serious now."

Huo Qubing leaned close to him, his eyes turning into crescents as he smiled. "Ayan, can you give me the elixir that will make me immortal?"

Huo Yangang saw the commentary about Emperor Wu of Han bestowing elixirs on his brother, and immediately felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He poked his stomach and said, "Feudal superstition is unacceptable! Many emperors died from taking elixirs. Wukong is made of stone, but we can't do that. Our stomachs will ache. Don't eat anything you don't like when you're sick."

"Then I'll be a stone too! I like monkeys."

Huo Qubing replied loudly.

Huo Yan watched as his little white belly sagged, then bounced back up after his fingers left. He complained, "Brother, stones can't suck in their bellies."

Huo Qubing, who was inhaling and tightening his stomach, began to breathe normally. His thoughts jumped, and he tilted his head again, his head touching Huo Yan's. "Ah Yan, don't lie to me, they are together. Monkey opposes injustice, and Song Jiang and his brothers also want to enforce justice. If this is not a family, then what is? The Prime Minister also insists on justice. They are all good friends. Let's defeat the evil Jade Emperor together!"

Huo Yan held his forehead in silence, completely distracted by him. "What about Jia Baoyu?"

Huo Qubing blinked his big eyes, which looked like black grapes. "Isn't he the appearance of a monkey in the human world? You said he was also a stone. But he lived too well in the human world, which made it easy for the Jade Emperor to retaliate."

Huo Yan was silent again. After a long moment, he whispered, "Then let me tell you a story about a monkey who saw the gods and Buddhas living in debauchery and the suffering of the people below him. He couldn't bear it and decided to overthrow the injustice in the world. He eventually gained the support of the Prime Minister and the Song Jiang brothers, overcame 81 difficulties, and overthrew the Jade Emperor!"

Sun Wukong should not succumb to his original fate. The Great Sage Equaling Heaven should always have the world in his heart, be positive and optimistic, always be invincible, have like-minded friends around him, and bravely stand up for the injustices in the world.

The Monkey King in the story pursues his ideal, and Bingbing in reality should be like the monkey he likes.

As for the rest, he will become strong and serve as the prime minister to protect him.

He began to tell a story he had made up.

Huo Qubing suddenly put his head on his shoulder and said, "Ayan, you are also a monkey. Let's be monkeys and prime ministers together."

Huo Yan's uncertainty faded. He didn't know what the future held, or what would happen to him or her, but becoming stronger was always a good idea. He leaned his head against Huo Qubing's, his legs swaying.

"Well, let's go together."

His brother also wanted to protect him.

Don't be afraid, we rely on each other and walk together. There will be no difficulty, Ayan.

Huo Yan felt completely relieved.

You are still alive, it is never too late.

【Author’s words】

Dear, can you vote for me a moonstone? I want to change the cover, but I don’t have enough moonstones.