Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

Chapter 642 Old Madam Long’s Letter (1)

　　He knew very well that no matter how outrageous their discussion ended up, he couldn't interfere in the slightest bit. All he could do was silently lamenting that he wouldn't be able to watch the show.

　　It was not like he didn't want to.

　　But they had other things to do.

　　The three of them stayed for another day in the Capital City and left the next day. They still had to return to the battlefield as they wanted to chase and realize their dreams.

　　…

　　"Long Ao Ming plan to return right away?" Old Madam Long was annoyed when she heard the words from her servants.

　　Long Ao Ming is the real name of General Long. However, there were very few people who would dare to call him with his real name. After all, they didn't want to be killed by this ruthless general yet.

　　It was also impolite to call him with his name directly due to the culture of this era. Because of that, many people settled on his most famous title as a general.

　　"Yes, Old Madam. Master said that he didn't wish to return."

　　Old Madam Long scoffed. "Send him a letter that if he didn't return today, I'll never allow him to step into the residence in the future!"

　　"Yes, Old Madam."

　　The servants knew that Old Madam Long missed her son greatly. But because of those ridiculous edicts back then, Long Ao Ming didn't like to go back home. He would rather spend his time at the battlefield rather than facing these unwanted women at home.

　　And it was impossible for him to go against the Emperor back then because of this matter. Thus, he only left and didn't give any other room for exploitation.

　　Thankfully, Emperor Yang Zhou ascended the throne rather quickly.

　　There were no more those strange edicts, annoying order, waste of palace's resources, and many others.

　　"How about Long Qian Xing?" Old Madam Long knew that her grandson had also returned to the Capital City this time. She wanted to drag that brat back home after not seeing him for some time.

　　"Young Master is also staying outside."

　　Old Madam Long: "…"

　　She rubbed her forehead and felt that once she finished settling her son, she would send another letter to her grandson. To think that these heartless brats didn't want to go back and accompany her.

　　She will spank the two of them!

　　Hmph!

　　When General Long, Long Ao Ming, saw the letter, he had no other choice but to return to Long Family Residence. Seeing his mother, Long Ao Ming felt a bit apologetic. He hadn't stayed at home for a decade because he was not good at dealing with those women.

　　Rather than facing them and had headache all day long, he chose to stay at the battlefield for so many years.

　　Even when he missed home, he always busied himself to fight other kingdoms and established his image at the frontline. That way, no one would dare to look down on him and thought that Fei Yang Kingdom is weak.

　　After losing Great General Long back then, General Long took it upon himself to protect what his father wanted to protect.

　　"Mother, I'm home," Long Ao Ming called out softly. There was no more the imposing manner as a general left on him. All that was left was only a 'little' brat who was trying his best not to displease his mother.

　　If his soldiers were here, their eyes would definitely pop out in surprise.

　　Their ruthless and heartless general was no different from them when he was facing his mother.

　　Old Madam Long snorted. "You still call me mother? Why didn't you return all these years?"

　　"The frontline is a bit messy, Mother. The High Pass that Father used to guard is not safe for several years…" Long Ao Ming was one of the few generals who were tasked to guard that area after the High Pass incident many years ago.

　　This was also one of the reasons why he managed to stay outside and didn't return home for so many years.

　　But the problem was… it had already more or less stabilized for the past few years. Yet, Long Ao Ming still didn't have any intention to go back home.

　　"Always the same excuse!" Old Madam Long chided. She looked at her son, who had clearly grown older and sighed. She felt distressed whenever she thought about her son who couldn't even return home peacefully. "Come here. It must have been hard on you, Ah Ming."

　　"It's not, Mother."

　　Long Ao Ming was very obedient as he stayed close to his mother and allowed his mother to ruffle his hair. Even if he was already a valiant general at the battlefield, he was nothing more than a little brat in his mother's eyes.

　　And that would never change no matter how much he had achieved at the battlefield.

　　"Did you eat well?" Old Madam Long asked.

　　Long Ao Ming nodded.

　　After that, Old Madam Long began to ask some other questions about his well being. Even though she was so anxious all these years, she could only listen to the news of victory. Seeing her son in flesh was clearly much better than seeing those death letter sent to her every single year.

　　There were not many letters that Long Ao Ming sent because he didn't really like writing letters. Thus, his reply has always been concise.

　　As a mother, Old Madam Long naturally missed her son greatly.

　　Long Ao Ming could only answer every question patiently. He knew that his mother cared for him, which was why he didn't lose his temper in front of her.

　　Unfortunately for the two of them, their peaceful reunion didn't last long.

　　"Old Madam, Concubine Ping is here."

　　"Concubine Ping?" Old Madam Long's tone turned another shade colder.