Hold the thick thighs tightly [My father is a traitor]

Leng Mengwan insisted on going home despite her trembling body. No one tried to stop her and no one wanted to stop her. Even in the middle of the night, the Leng family had to open the door to welcome her.

Li Anrou was also overjoyed to see her daughter. Before the two could speak, a maid stumbled in and said, "Second Madam, something bad has happened to the Second Master."

Leng Qingnian was also sent back to the Leng family at this time. He was still smiling when he came back. This was not scary. What was scary was that he had no skin on his face, but he was holding his own peeled face in his hands. The women of the Leng family were so scared that they screamed.

The old lady came out of the Buddhist temple, took a look, shouted "retribution has come", and fainted.

Leng Qingyin glanced coldly at the old lady and asked someone to carry her away.

"Thank you, Lord Zhang, for sending Qingnian back."

Zhang Bufan waved his hands impatiently. He was just too unlucky today. Every year during the Lantern Festival, he could have a day off, but this year something unexpected happened. He had to arrest people at the Princess' place during the day, and at night he had to go to the Flower Street and be frightened by Leng Qingnian. His rare good day was ruined just like that.

"Lord Leng entered Qingfeng Pavilion in the evening and was found singing in the house at dusk. He looked like this." Zhang Bufan said in a businesslike manner.

"All the patrons had already left by then, but you can rest assured that I will investigate the matter as soon as possible."

"Thank you." Leng Qingyin bowed to express his gratitude.

At this time, Li Anrou came out and threw herself on Leng Qingnian and burst into tears. Leng Mengwan stood there, looking at her father with horror.

He did it, he must have done it.

Isn’t he a great scholar?

Aren't great scholars supposed to be the most reasonable?

How could he, how could he possibly do that?

This is his biological father!

Wang Cheng's words echoed in her ears. A chill rose from the soles of her feet. She screamed, "Magpie, Magpie, I want to go home, go home, quickly, quickly."

"Miss, you just came back!" replied the magpie.

"My home is Prince Yu's Mansion, not here, not here..." Leng Mengwan walked out like crazy, not caring about other people's eyes at all.

"Wanwan, don't go, come and see your father quickly..." Li Anrou was heartbroken as she watched her daughter leave in a hurry. She then turned to look at her husband's bloody face and finally couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.

Palace

Li Anhe put a wet towel on the eldest son's head and cursed, "A lantern is gone, and Qingjie said it was nothing, but you had to torture yourself."

It was midnight when Wang Cheng returned. His face was red and he had a low fever.

Little Yining was placed on a chair and ordered not to get close, lest she get sick. She looked at the golden toad lantern on the table, which was much uglier than the one she gave to her uncle today.

Wang Cheng opened his eyes and looked at the worried little guy, "Mom, have you asked a doctor for Qingjie? She was very scared today."

Little Yining burst into tears when she heard this: My uncle is so kind.

"Do I need you to tell me that? Sister Qing is as strong as an ox now. A sickly person like you can't compare to her." Li Anhe said unhappily.

Xiao Yining: Although she got the approval of her grandma, she really wanted to refute it.

Wang Cheng felt a little relieved and looked at his sister Wan Niang again. She was the same Wan Niang in his memory. His hemophobia healed because of his sister's death. If he had seen the blood at that time and could have helped, Wan Niang would not have died in childbirth.

Wan Niang felt her elder brother's gaze and said with concern, "Brother, you must be hungry. I will go to the kitchen to cook something for you."

Wang Cheng sat up in shock and said, "Brother, it's okay. Wanniang, take Qingjie to sleep."

Wan Niang looked at her daughter who was holding on, nodded, told her to have a good rest, and then left with her daughter in her arms.

Li Anhe patted his eldest son on the head and said, "As a big brother, you even dislike your own sister."

Wang Cheng: How could I dislike a girl? It’s just that the food she cooks is really unpalatable.

Li Anhe became angry again and was too lazy to play the role of loving mother and filial son. She pushed her eldest son back to the bed and went to rest.

Wang Cheng listened to his heartbeat quietly, touching the carving knife in his hand from time to time, and soon fell into a deep sleep. His body was weak after all, and when he woke up the next day, he looked into Xiao Yining's eyes again.

"Uncle, Qingjie will take good care of you today to repay you for saving my life." Little Yining took the tea from Zhao Ya's hand and took a small spoon to feed him.

Wang Cheng saw the dripping tea and quickly stood up to take it. "Qing Jie'er is really filial. Go and play. Uncle is fine now."

Little Yining opened his eyes wide and looked around. It seemed that everything was really fine. His face was just red from waking up, and he looked quite energetic.

Sure enough, being young is good.

"Sister Qing told grandma and mom today that we have to take care of uncle all day long." Little Yining ran back to the chair and sat down, shaking her little feet a few times.

Wang Cheng paused as he was holding the tea. Pei Yi was not there, Qiu Yi was injured, so Qing Jie had no one to play with her, and there were not enough servants.

He sighed softly and wondered when Lin Yuzan would come back. If he had known earlier, he would have eliminated the remaining followers of the former crown prince.

Xiao Yining kept staring at Wang Cheng, and saw him changing clothes behind a screen, with his outline imprinted on the screen under the sunlight. She covered her mouth in surprise, her uncle actually had such a good figure, his abdominal muscles were even visible.

So embarrassing.

Xiao Yining quickly turned her head, and the light on the bed instantly attracted her.

Hey, a carving knife?

Seeing that Wang Cheng was still changing clothes, Xiao Yining hurried forward to take the carving knife and sat back in the chair.

It would be bad if my uncle got hurt by the carving knife while sleeping. She is such a caring person. Thumbs up.

"Have you had breakfast?" Wang Cheng came out and took Xiao Yining's hand to the outer room, where warm food was already on the table. Although the Wang family did not move into the Princess's Mansion, they were different from ordinary people. They had several times more servants than the Lin family next door, and everything was well prepared.

"Sister Qing has already eaten, but I can still eat with my uncle again." Little Yining said, touching his belly.

Wang Cheng chuckled, and as soon as he sat down, his niece came over and opened her mouth to ask for food.

Wang Cheng:......

He used the serving chopsticks to pick up a crystal dumpling and stuffed it into her mouth.

Little Yining immediately jumped up with joy and circled around the table.

Wang Cheng shook his head in amusement, picked up the spoon and prepared to drink the porridge, but his waist suddenly tightened, and the little guy who was jumping around just now was already hugging his waist.

"Uh... Sister Qing, what else do you want to eat? Uncle will pick it up for you."

Xiao Yining was excited: Wow, her uncle is a man with a very good figure, his waist will charm so many girls.

But it’s a pity that this person is her uncle.

A wave of cold water poured over her, and Xiao Yining shed two crocodile tears in her heart. She looked up at Wang Cheng and said, "Uncle, is your arm healed? Just now when uncle changed his pajamas, I didn't see any bandages on your arm. It was all bare."

Wang Cheng thought of the ink painting screen in the room, which he had picked specifically for Qingya. He immediately frowned and gritted his teeth, "Qingjie, don't look at it if it's inappropriate."

"Sister Qing didn't molest me, did she?"

Wang Cheng: ...I suddenly feel so tired.

At this time, Wang Ersheng also carried Pei Yi back home. Yesterday, he was called away by Duke Chen to spar with him, and he even had a drinking contest with him at night. That old man was very bad.

As a result, as soon as he arrived at the door, he ran into Zhang Bufan who came to investigate the case.

"Master Zhang, why are you here in my house?"

"Oh, General Wang, something happened to Lord Leng Qingnian last night, and someone saw your son passing by there, so I came over to ask a few questions."

Wang Ersheng frowned and said in an unwavering tone, "What does Leng Qingnian's accident have to do with my son? The road is open to the sky and anyone can walk on it. Sir Zhang caught my son and interrogated him. Do you want to be beaten by me?"

"General Wang, I'm investigating a case, but I can't do anything about it." Zhang Bufan wiped the sweat from his forehead. He didn't want to come either. Now everyone knows that this evil spirit can fight against Duke Chen, but he has to come! If someone else comes, he will be thrown out before he even steps into the door.

Zhang——hardworking and never complaining——As the prefect of Jingzhao, Bu Fan has always been conscientious and has been worrying about Yanjing every day.

Wang Ersheng did not embarrass him, but just snorted and said, "My son is weak. If you dare to scare him, I will hold you accountable."