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I hope you give up fighting for them. If Dabao and Erbao are willing to recognize you, I won't stop them, but they can only have the surname Han. In the future, when Dabao and Erbao marry and have children, their sons and grandsons can also only have the surname Han."

Prince Ning is not like the virtuous prince, he really likes Han Qingwan.

He shook his head painfully. "I've been married to the princess for over ten years, and I... I've never consummated our marriage. Qingwan, you've always been in my heart. Back then... I didn't know it was you that night. If I had known..."

"When the three of us got drunk together, who else could it have been if it wasn't me?"

Prince Ning said, "I thought that I had that kind of thing with the virtuous prince, he is my brother..."

Wen Wan laughed foolishly. These two idiots, weren't they too funny? Nothing else happened that night. "You and the virtuous king, you think you're drunk enough to have sex with him..."

"That night... I got drunk and had a beautiful dream. I dreamed that I married you and gave you to..."

Erbao wanted to rush out and beat up the guy. How could this bastard survive until now? He wanted to go out, but was held back tightly by Dabao and Sanbao.

The virtuous prince blushed, "That night, I also had a similar dream, but I dreamed of my princess. After waking up, I knew that the person I loved was actually my current princess. That's why I returned to the capital and decided to marry her."

Wen Wan was silent for a long time, "I see!"

Prince Ning said, "Qingwan, please... give me a chance. I can send Princess Ning away for you, and I can treat Sanbao as my own."

"Prince Ning, I can't do this. If I'm with you, Sanbao's status will be so awkward. Dabao and Erbao have a father, they are legitimate children, but what about Sanbao? When he sees you, he will think of himself, and the brothers will become alienated because of this. I can't do this.

Prince Ning, cherish the one in front of you and live a good life with Princess Ning. She has waited for twenty years, and there are only a few twenty years in a lifetime. Treat her well and give birth to three or two children of your own. Don't leave too many regrets in your life.

From the day my three babies were born, they were destined to be the Han family's children. I love my children and cannot give even a shred of extra affection to anyone else.

Prince Ning said sadly: "But you are the only one in my heart."

"When Master taught me the immortal cultivation techniques, I had already decided to take a completely different path. If pregnancy and childbirth hadn't damaged my foundation, my cultivation would have been even higher. But I feel it was all worth it. Because of my three sons, I feel my life is complete, and I've experienced the joy of being a mother.

I've prepared two sets of cultivation techniques for you. These are unique to you, and no one else has the same techniques. After all, you are my sons' biological fathers. I just hope that if I ascend and leave one day, you can protect them when necessary and prevent them from being bullied."

Wen Wan turned around and took out two books from a box beside her, one for each of them. "This is the only book in the world."

The virtuous king took it respectfully and bowed, "Thank you! Qingwan, don't worry. If Sanbao is bullied, I will definitely help him get revenge."

Prince Ning took the book, his eyes filled with sadness, "Qingwan, between us..."

Wen Wan raised her hand to stop him, "Absolutely impossible!"

"Okay, I understand. If Dabao and Erbao don't recognize me, I won't pester them or make things difficult for them. But in my heart, they are my sons and they always will be."

Wen Wan called out to the maid not far away, "Go and invite the three young masters over and have them accompany the guests at the banquet. If they want to drink, they can drink a little, but not in excess."

She then said to the two of them, "Sit down for a while. Since you are here, meet them and talk to them."

Wenwan left the pavilion in the back garden.

The three Dabao brothers were brought to the pavilion.

Han Siwei yelled, "Don't get close to me. I won't recognize you."

Han Siyuan sat there without saying a word, just drinking cup of tea after cup.

Han Siqi was the calmest, so calm that the virtuous king stared at him several times. "Your mother said you were a Confucian cultivator. What is your current level of cultivation?"

"Bachelor's degree."

A few days ago, after the emperor appointed him as the imperial scholar, he suddenly broke through to the bachelor's level, which was very strange.

The wise king asked, "Is it difficult to practice Confucianism?"

"It's okay. I started practicing Confucianism when I was nine years old. My mother encouraged and taught me at first. Later, when I started practicing, I only went to her when I had doubts."

The wise king said "Oh", his son didn't seem to resist him so much.

Han Siqi said, "In private, you can call me by my name, and I can call you father, but when there are outsiders around, I... will still call you the Wise King."

The wise king said, "Your grandfather, grandmother, and mother know that you are my son."

They look so similar that it is impossible to deny it. This son is the evidence of the crime.

Han Siqi added, "The whole capital is talking about us."

"Let others talk about it, just don't bring it up in front of us." The virtuous prince was a bachelor and didn't care. This matter had already caused controversy. "If you have time, you can come to the virtuous prince's mansion as a guest. Your grandfather and grandmother like you very much."

"I won't go. There are so many children in your house. If I go too often, I will stand out. People will think I want to steal things." Han Siqi is a Confucian cultivator, so he has more ideas than his elder and second brothers. He is smart and has enough intelligence.

The virtuous king looked at Han Siqi and found him very pleasing to the eye. "Is your monthly salary enough for you?"

"It's enough for ordinary people's lives, but I'm a cultivator. Sometimes I have to buy precious herbs for bathing to unclog my meridians, and I also have to refine my own Confucian magic tools. Mother said that cultivator resources are a waste of money. Although the three of us brothers have our own shops, this money... well, it's still enough..."

It's obviously not enough.

The virtuous king felt he owed his son a great deal. He searched his pockets for a moment, then pulled out a stack of banknotes and shoved them into his hand. "Here, take this! If it's not enough, I'll give you a monthly allowance. I own a few good shops, too, and I'll give them all to you later."

"Thank you, Father." The last two words "Father" were shouted very softly.

Han Siqi: I'm not a fool. My mother has worked very hard to raise the three of us. Cultivation is very expensive. If a cheap and rich father doesn't recognize me, why not accept him? I should let him pay. Anyway, I'm the one who benefits. I'm his son after all, so it's only natural for me to spend my father's money.

Prince Ning looked at his two sons with a sorrowful look on his face. "Back then, I really wasn't avoiding your mother. It was... it was..."

Han Siwei: "All assholes never call themselves assholes. Is it so difficult to admit that you are an asshole?"

It hurts so much, why do you say such hurtful things?

Han Siyuan said slowly, "You may have your own difficulties, but they can't be more difficult than my mother's. She, a woman, had to lead the three of us and also march and fight. If you had paid more attention, you would have found out the truth. You still say how much you love mother. Do you like her? What have you done for her?"