Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

The laughter in the palace hadn't subsided yet. Little Hao Nan was energetically shaking a rattle drum when suddenly he shrank back, wrinkled his little nose, and sneezed, "Achoo—"

The little guy's loud sneeze shattered the cozy atmosphere of the room.

The sneeze had barely finished when something strange happened.

Above the originally clean and tidy dining table, a small whirlwind suddenly appeared out of nowhere. As if summoned by an invisible hand, the sand and dust settled densely on the porcelain plates and bowls filled with breakfast, instantly covering the delicate dishes with a layer of hazy sand.

Princess Jin Yao was suddenly blinded by sand and dust. She quickly raised one hand to rub it, and with the other hand, she grabbed a handkerchief and kept fanning away the dust in front of her. Covering her mouth, she scolded, "Oh dear, child, why are you playing in the sand again? How annoying!"

Her tone was full of helplessness, but there was not a trace of real anger in it.

Lin Lang looked at the table full of "sand-wrapped delicacies" and then at Xiao Haonan's bewildered expression as he rubbed his nose. He couldn't help but laugh and reached out to rub his son's head.

"Nan'er, you need to learn to control your ability to summon sand and dust. You can't keep causing such destruction."

Bai Xiaowei took two steps back while holding Xiao Haoxian, avoiding the swirling sand, and teased with a smile, "No wonder all the children in the manor love to play sandcastle building with Nan'er. Nan'er's ability to summon sand out of thin air is really attractive to the little ones."

Princess Jin Yao put down her handkerchief, looked at the corner of her son's clothes which were also covered with fine sand, and sighed wistfully: "Yes, what child doesn't like playing in the sand?"

“But Nan’er’s sand can come out anytime, anywhere. Every day his clothes and shoes are full of sand. He can’t sleep at night without washing them carefully.”

Little Hao Nan looked at his mother with a half-understanding, his little hands still unconsciously shaking the rattle, and a few grains of sand gently fell with his movements.

Lin Lang reached out and brushed the dust off his son's shoulder, saying softly, "Nan'er didn't do it on purpose. When he grows up a bit more, he'll be able to control this ability."

Little Haoxian nestled in Bai Xiaowei's arms, shaking a rattle-drum as he leaned closer. Pointing his little finger at the sand on the table, he called out in a childish voice, "Mommy, I want to play in the sand!" He then tried to run down to step on the fine sand scattered on the ground.

Bai Xiaowei gently pressed down on Xiao Haoxian, preventing the little guy from getting down, and said with a smile, "How about we find a craftsman to build a large sand table in the back garden? When the children want to play in the sand with Nan'er, they can go to the sand table, which will save them from getting the house covered in dust."

Princess Jin Yao's eyes lit up: "That's a great idea! It'll give the children a special place to play in the sand, and it'll save the servants from having to follow Nan'er around picking up sand every day."

Lin Lang looked at Xiao Haonan in his arms, who was rummaging through the sand on the table with his little hands, while Xiao Haoxian peeked out from Bai Xiaowei's arms, his eyes full of anticipation for "playing in the sand." The warmth in Lin Lang's heart deepened.

So Lin Lang smiled and agreed, "Let's do it that way. Yueying, issue an order to have the craftsmen in the manor build a sand table for the children in the back garden."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Yueying hurriedly complied.

The dust in the palace gradually settled. Although it disturbed breakfast, it did not diminish the warmth of the occasion. On the contrary, this unexpected little incident added a touch of lively atmosphere.

Princess Jin Yao instructed her servants to clean up the mess on the table.

Bai Xiaowei held Xiao Haoxian and teased Xiao Haonan, while Lin Lang held Xiao Haonan. Looking at Bai Xiaowei's smiling eyes and gentle and lovely appearance, he felt that this kind of daily life was the most precious and perfect.

Just then, Lin Lang, through his [Extraordinary Hearing] skill, heard a sweet, melodious singing voice coming from the direction of the back garden of the mansion.

"The moon is bright—the wind is still, the leaves are shading the window..."

The little girl singing nursery rhymes had a clear, sweet voice that almost melted Lin Lang's heart.

To Lin Lang's delight, another little girl's innocent voice hummed the unfinished lyrics, continuing in a cute and charming voice: "Cricket chirping—like the sound of a zither string..."

Immediately afterwards, Lin Lang heard Gu Rou's gentle and familiar voice humming, "The zither music is soft, the melody is melodious, the cradle sways gently—"

The next second, Lin Lang received a real-time video from Gu Rou via 【View Sharing】.

From Gu Rou's perspective, you can see her in the back garden, swinging her twin daughters on a swing. While playing with her two adorable little girls, she hums a Northeastern lullaby, "The Moon Is Bright, the Wind Is Quiet."

The garden was filled with the warmth of spring, and the willows drooped their tender yellow branches, swaying gently in the breeze.

Gu Rou stood behind the swing, with a pair of adorable little ones in each arm—Lin Zhinuo on the left and Lin Zhiluo on the right, both just over two years old, with matching double buns and pale yellow tassels tied to them, swaying gently with the swing.

The two little ones had skin as white as freshly peeled lychees, and long, thick eyelashes that cast a soft shadow under their eyelids when they drooped down.

They have small, pert noses, naturally pink lips, and two shallow dimples when they smile; even their little gums are adorable.

Gu Rou gently pushed the swing with both hands, applying very slow pressure. The swing swayed back and forth gently, the amplitude was small, but enough to make the two little ones smile until their eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

"My baby, close your eyes, sleep, sleep in your dreams..." Gu Rou's singing voice was as gentle as flowing water, drifting into Lin Lang's ears on the wind.

The younger sister, Lin Zhinuo, started by babbling along, her soft, baby voice slightly muffled: "In the night sky—silver stars fly..."

Her small hands gripped the swing ropes tightly, her knuckles a faint pink.

When she swayed to a high place, Xiao Zhinuo couldn't help but reach out with her other little hand to grab the willow catkins in the air. Her little body leaned forward slightly, and her laughter was as clear as a silver bell.

The older sister, Lin Zhiluo, was quieter, but she also hummed softly, "Little baby, in your sleep, you fly into space..."

Xiao Zhiluo's head bobbed up and down with the rhythm of the swing, her little face flushed with excitement, her eyes innocent yet clear, looking back at her mother Gu Rou with eyes full of dependence and joy.

She would occasionally reach out her chubby little hand to touch Gu Rou's sleeve hanging by her side, like a clingy little kitten.

Looking at her two beloved daughters, Gu Rou's eyes were overflowing with tenderness. She gently brushed the stray hairs from Lin Zhiluo's forehead with her fingertips, her voice becoming even softer: "Ride on the moon, straddle the star, and fly freely through the universe..."

The swing swayed gently, and Gu Rou's singing, accompanied by the babbling of the two little ones, echoed in the garden for a long time.

Little Zhinuo swung her short legs, humming incoherently, "Mommy's baby, set a great goal, and climb that scientific peak..."

When she got into the song, Xiao Zhinuo would clap her hands. As a result, she lost her grip on the rope and her body swayed slightly. Gu Rou was so frightened that she quickly steadied her daughter, which made Xiao Zhinuo chuckle.

Gu Rou said with a doting expression, "Nuo'er, be good, sway slowly, be careful not to fall."

"Mmm." Little Zhinuo nodded in her sweet, childlike voice.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhiluo's eyes sparkled as she looked at Gu Rou and asked in her childish voice, "Mother, where is Father? Luo'er misses Father!"

Seeing this through the [View Sharing] instant video, Lin Lang could no longer sit still and couldn't wait to see his twin daughters in person.

Lin Lang never expected that Gu Rou, who had twin genes, would give birth to such a beautiful and adorable pair of twin daughters for him.

So Lin Lang gently put Xiao Haonan on the ground and coaxed, "Nan'er, you and your brother go play in the sand in the yard. Your father has to leave for a while."

"Mmm." Little Haonan nodded obediently.

Bai Xiaowei put Xiao Haoxian down on the ground and gently instructed him, "When you two little ones are playing in the sand, be careful not to get sand in your eyes, and don't rub your eyes with your hands, okay?"

"I know, Mother!" Xiao Haoxian ran up to Xiao Haonan, took his hand, and walked out of the palace.

The unpowered airplane model suspended in the air inside the room seemed to be remotely controlled by an invisible pair of little hands, flying alongside Xiao Haoxian.

The wooden sword that had been left on the ground also trembled a few times as if summoned, then rose into the air and flew away with Xiao Haoxian.

It has to be said that although Xiao Haoxian is still wearing open-crotch pants, his proficiency in using telekinetic superpowers is already quite impressive.

Lin Lang watched his two sons' retreating figures and said with a smile, "My two beloved consorts, please keep an eye on these two little ones to prevent them from causing trouble or getting hurt. I have to take my leave now."

"Yes...respectfully seeing Your Majesty off." Bai Xiaowei and Princess Jin Yao curtsied simultaneously.

Lin Lang immediately used the [Lover's Attraction Instant Teleport] skill, instantly teleporting to Gu Rou's side in the back garden.

"call out……"

With only a slight ripple of air remaining, Lin Lang disappeared from Bai Xiaowei and Princess Jin Yao's sight.

The next second, Lin Lang appeared out of thin air in front of his two beloved daughters.

Little Zhiluo, who was swinging on the swing, suddenly brightened up and said with a sweet smile, "Father!"

When Lin Lang saw the two adorable little ones in person, his eyes were filled with doting fatherly love. He gently replied, "Hey, Luo'er, Nuo'er, you two are having so much fun with your mother?"

"Yes, we're singing nursery rhymes with Mommy!" Little Zhilu smiled sweetly with her eyes narrowed, looking adorable and cute.

"Father, hug me!" Little Zhinuo's sweet voice melted Lin Lang's heart.

He immediately stepped forward and hugged Xiao Zhinuo in his arms. Looking at his two beautiful daughters who looked exactly alike, he was overjoyed.

Xiao Zhinuo leaned over and kissed Lin Lang on the cheek. Her saliva smeared on Lin Lang's face, making him sticky, but it made Lin Lang smile even more gently. He lowered his head and kissed his daughter's forehead: "Our Nuo'er is so cute!"

Gu Rou wore a pink pomegranate dress and an exquisite hairpin, which made her look radiant and beautiful. She smiled sweetly with her eyes crinkling and said, "Your Majesty, Luo'er just finished talking about you, and here you are!"

Lin Lang looked up at Gu Rou, who was dressed as an imperial concubine in ancient costume, walked forward, and kissed her on her beautiful face: "My beloved concubine, I missed you so much!"

Gu Rou pouted slightly and said coquettishly, "You say you miss me, but your body is very honest. Every night you choose other concubines to serve you in bed."

"Uh..." Lin Lang laughed awkwardly.

Little Zhinuo raised her little hands to cover her eyes and giggled, "Father, you're so shy! Mother, you're so sweet!"

After hearing this, Gu Rou blushed slightly and smiled, saying, "What do you know, little one? If your father didn't love your mother, would he have two adorable children like you?"

Still sitting on the swing, little Zhiluo snorted in a competitive tone, muttering, "Father, I want you to hold me too."

Lin Lang chuckled softly, then immediately bent down and pulled Xiao Zhiluo into his arms with his right hand, overflowing with fatherly love, and said, "Good, good, good, is Father happy to hold Luo'er?"

"Happy!" Little Zhilu hugged Lin Lang's neck and rubbed her face against the crook of his neck.

Holding his twin daughters at the same time, this heartwarming scene of parent-child interaction brought Lin Lang immense warmth and healing.