Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Princess Pyongyang looked at Sun Ye-jeong's modern outfit and asked curiously, "Empress Jeong-eun and I have the same accent. Where is your hometown?"

Son Ye-jeong replied truthfully, "I was born in Daegu Metropolitan City. During the Goguryeo period, it was the capital of Silla, called Daebaekseong."

"Oh? So you are a Silla person born in Dafa City?" Princess Pyongyang asked.

"Uh...I guess so." Sun Yizhen didn't know how to answer for a moment and could only answer perfunctorily.

After hearing this, Princess Pyongyang could not hide her loneliness. She thought that Sun Yezhen was also a Goguryeo person. After a slight smile, her eyes became dim again.

The clever Sun Yezhen asked tentatively, "Princess Pyongyang, are you homesick?"

"Yeah." Princess Pyongyang nodded aggrievedly.

Sun Yizhen looked at Lin Lang and whispered to him, "Hubby, since you have the superpower of time travel, why don't you take Princess Pyongyang back to her parents' home to ease her longing for her family."

After hearing this, Lin Lang took a deep breath and looked at the depressed Princess Pyongyang. He immediately said, "Shufei, if you miss home, I will take you back to your parents' home, okay?"

The Pyongyang princess's name is Ko Su-yeon.

Princess Pyongyang regained her spirits immediately after hearing this. Her eyes lit up. She stepped forward, shook Lin Lang's hand, and said in Chinese with a look of surprise, "Your Majesty, is this true?"

This was the first time that Princess Pyongyang had shown any affection towards Lin Lang, and it was also the first time they held hands.

Lin Lang held her fair and soft little hand and replied, "Of course it's true. How about we leave now?"

Princess Pyongyang's eyes suddenly turned red, and she bowed with a choked voice, "Thank you, Your Majesty. I'd like to bring some Tang Dynasty specialties back to my parents and my brother and sister-in-law. Is that okay?"

"Of course," Lin Lang patted the back of Princess Pyongyang's hand and instructed the personal maid behind her, "Go and tell me what I have said. Have the servants prepare a hundred rolls of Yunjin from Shu and fifty rolls of Wuling, the kind that's light and breathable, suitable for making summer clothes."

"There are also twenty boxes of newly made rose cakes and osmanthus cakes from the Shangshi Bureau, and one hundred jars of Chang'an's finest West Market wine."

"Oh, and bring the white jade and gold tea set that my brother gave me a few days ago. The teapot is engraved with 'pine wind and bright moon', and it comes with four agate cups. My father-in-law loves to drink tea, so this is perfect for him."

Princess Pyongyang listened to Lin Lang recounting everything in detail, her eyes becoming brighter and brighter, the grievance and loneliness she had just felt swept away, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

Lin Lang continued, "There's also that mother-of-pearl inlaid screen, about a foot tall, depicting the spring scenery of Chang'an. It folds up for easy carrying, and would be perfect for my mother-in-law to put on her dressing table."

He paused, as if suddenly remembering something, and added, "Also, bring the red gold and agate-inlaid Ruyi with the inscription 'Wealth and Longevity' on the handle, and have Concubine Shu take it back to her parents' home."

Princess Pyongyang was surprised when she heard this. She had always deliberately kept her distance from Lin Lang and had never slept with him since she got married, but she had always been treated well by Lin Lang.

Now Lin Lang not only proposed to take her back to her parents' home to visit her parents, but also allowed her to bring so many Tang Dynasty specialty gifts, which made Princess Pyongyang very moved.

She quickly stood up and saluted, "Your Majesty, this is too expensive. I really can't afford it. I'll just bring some Tang Dynasty specialties."

Lin Lang waved his hand: "My beloved concubine has come from far away to marry. It's not easy to return to her parents' home. Bringing some decent things with you is not only to support you, but also to let them see our generosity. Go and prepare it quickly, don't miss the time."

"Yes, I'll do it right away." The maid quickly knelt down and saluted, then retreated.

Princess Pyongyang looked at Lin Lang, her eyes slightly red: "Your Majesty treats me so well, I..."

Lin Lang replied, "We're one family, so we shouldn't talk behind each other's backs."

After hearing this, Princess Pyongyang gave Lin Lang a sweet smile. This was also the first time she smiled sweetly at Lin Lang.

In fact, we can’t blame Princess Pyongyang for ignoring Lin Lang.

After all, it was Lin Lang who led his troops to attack Goguryeo and it was this that destroyed the country. As the last princess of Goguryeo, how could Gao Shuyan not hate the Tang Dynasty and Lin Lang?

Even though Lin Lang pushed the responsibility onto Emperor Gaozong of Tang, Li Zhi, saying that he was following his brother's orders to unify the Chaoxian Peninsula, the general leading the troops was Lin Lang, so the Princess of Pyongyang had been lukewarm towards Lin Lang for three years.

Sun Yizhen said weakly, "Your Majesty, can I go with you?"

Lin Lang replied lovingly, "Sure, then you can go with Concubine Shu to dress up. Once the servants have prepared the gifts and loaded the carriage, we'll set off."

Princess Pyongyang couldn't hide her happiness. She took Sun Yizhen's hand and said, "Sister Zhenfei, let's go."

As she spoke, she bowed to Lin Lang again, the light in her eyes was like that of stars, and the melancholy look she had just had was completely gone, leaving only the anticipation of returning home.

Sun Yizhen smiled sweetly at Lin Lang and left with Princess Pyongyang.

Just as Lin Lang was about to leave the back garden of the mansion, he heard the sounds of children giggling and chasing each other not far away.

Lin Lang looked in the direction of the voice and saw Li Moli, dressed as an imperial concubine, holding her toddler son Lin Haoran in the garden, teaching the little guy to walk.

Guan Tingmei, dressed as an imperial concubine, was standing by, smiling and clapping her hands, encouraging the babbling little Haoran to walk.

There was also a little girl with pigtails, who looked to be just over two years old. She was wearing a jacket and skirt embroidered with small phoenix patterns. She had big eyes and a small round face. She was holding a windmill in her hand and running around Xiao Haoran.

This cute little girl is Lin Zhihan, the daughter of Lin Lang and Guan Tingmei, and is named Princess Lanyin.

Seeing his children from afar, Lin Lang couldn't wait to walk over and shouted with a smile: "Zhihan baby!"

When Xiao Zhihan saw Lin Lang, she called out in a soft voice, "Father!"

The little girl staggered over and kept calling "Father". She stumbled and Lin Lang was quick to catch her and held the little girl firmly in his arms.

"Oh, my dear daughter, run slower, you almost fell." Lin Lang pinched Xiao Zhihan's chubby face, and the smile in his eyes could not be hidden.

Little Zhihan hugged Lin Lang's neck, buried her little face in the crook of his neck, and asked in a baby voice, "Father, where have you been these days? Han'er couldn't find you."

"Father has gone to find you something delicious." Lin Lang took out a piece of White Rabbit candy from his personal space, twisted it with his fingertips, and the candy wrapper automatically peeled off. He gently passed it to her mouth, "I guess my precious daughter is craving this."

Xiao Zhihan immediately opened her mouth and took it in, her eyes curved into crescents, and she said incoherently: "Father is the best!" As she spoke, she patted Lin Lang's face with her fleshy hand, the warmth of her palm was soft.

Guan Tingmei laughed as she watched, "These father and daughter are truly cut from the same cloth. Han'er and her father look so much alike."

Lin Lang held his daughter in his arms and said to her, "Don't run so fast in the future. Walk steadily. Father will be distressed if you fall and get hurt."

Xiao Zhihan nodded as if she understood, then suddenly leaned close to Lin Lang's ear and whispered, "Father, you can't be partial. Give brother Haoran a piece of candy too!"

Lin Lang smiled and scratched her little nose: "Our Han'er is really sensible. Her brother is still young, so it's not easy for him to eat candy."

Guan Tingmei looked at the intimacy between the father and daughter, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

After a brief parent-child interaction, Lin Lang quickly leaned over to put his daughter down, looked at his toddler son, squatted on the ground, clapped his hands, and said, "Ran'er, come, come to father!"

Li Moli first smiled sweetly at Lin Lang, then leaned over to protect her son's waist and gently encouraged him, "Come on, baby, walk boldly in the direction of your father. Mother will protect you from the side."

Xiao Haoran blinked his big, bright eyes, his gaze fixed on Lin Lang.

He shook his chubby body, suddenly let go of Li Moli's hand, raised his two small hands above his head to maintain balance, and like a wobbly little penguin, he took a step forward with his lotus root-like legs.

The little guy took a step so quickly and crookedly that he almost fell over.

He giggled, and his saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth onto his collar, sparkling like a string of small silver beads.

Lin Lang's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and then he was overwhelmed by great joy.

He subconsciously took two steps forward, opened his arms, and spoke with uncontrollable excitement: "Ran'er, that's right! Take one more step! Take your time, don't be afraid!"

Xiao Haoran seemed to understand. He shook his body again and mustered up the courage to take the second step.

This step was steadier than the previous one. Although it was still wobbly, like a sapling blown to and fro by the wind, it landed firmly on the ground.

He opened his little mouth, which only had a few baby teeth, and laughed even more happily, with an excited "ah ah" sound coming from his throat.

Li Moli chuckled softly and quickly followed behind the little guy to protect him. The smile at the corner of her eyes was as sweet as if it were soaked in honey. She tugged at Lin Lang's sleeve and said in a trembling voice, "Oh! Look, look! Our Ran'er can walk now!"

Xiao Haoran seemed to be encouraged and took a few more steps.

Every step was shaky, but extremely firm, like a persistent little snail, moving towards Lin Lang bit by bit.

Seeing that he was about to stumble and fall, Lin Lang rushed over, but saw that the little guy swayed by himself and stabilized himself again!

"Well done, Ran'er!" Lin Lang couldn't help but cheer, watching his son stagger for more than ten steps, and finally throw himself into his arms. His soft little body touched his heart and warmed it.

"Hehe..." Little Haoran rubbed against Lin Lang's arms, his saliva rubbing against Lin Lang's clothes, but he smiled like a kitten that had stolen candy.

Lin Lang lifted his son above his head and kissed his chubby cheeks again and again, his voice full of wonder: "Our Ran'er is amazing! He can even walk now!"

Li Moli came over and wiped the little guy's saliva with a handkerchief. She looked up at the father and son, and the smile in her eyes was so gentle that it could melt spring water: "Look at our son. He didn't dare to take a step in the garden just now, but he dared to walk as soon as he saw you come back."

Lin Lang bent down and kissed his son's forehead, then hugged Li Moli, unable to hide the smile on his face. "This brat is so annoying! You've raised Ran'er so plump and white. You're such a good parent!"

Little Haoran in his arms seemed to understand, but not quite. He grabbed Lin Lang's clothes and giggled, his saliva quietly flowing down again.

After hearing this, Li Moli felt warm in her heart and couldn't help but kiss Lin Lang on the cheek.

When Xiao Zhihan saw this, she quickly covered her eyes with her two hands and said with a babyish smile, "Auntie, shame on you!"

"Hehe..." Guan Tingmei picked up her daughter and said jokingly with a smile, "Your Aunt Li and your father grew up together as childhood sweethearts. They were so sweet when they were together."

Li Moli felt a little embarrassed by what she said, and her little face turned red, but she couldn't bear to take her eyes off Lin Lang's face. Her love for Lin Lang was growing day by day.

Especially after giving birth to a son for Lin Lang, her deep love for Lin Lang has reached the level of wholehearted dependence. Her heart and eyes are full of Lin Lang and the baby, and she lives in happiness and joy every day.

Lin Lang kissed Li Moli's pretty face back, then smiled and took out a Polaroid camera from his pocket: "Moli, take a few photos of our son just learning to walk as a souvenir."

"Okay!" Li Moli looked at Lin Lang like a little fan girl, her eyes full of affection.

Little Zhihan waved her hands in her mother Guan Tingmei's arms and said coquettishly, "Father, I want to take a picture too!"