I wish my son was stupid and reckless

Before the waiter had time to swallow the dragon son and grandson, he saw His Highness the Sixth Highness standing at the door and looking straight at him. The handsome and extraordinary little prince has black and white eyes that are extremely distinct, and his eyes are never the slightest when looking at people. Out of etiquette, at this time, there are still faint candles burning in the hall, and the outside of the hall is already pitch black, and the two lights in the hall are reflected in Li Lan's black and white eyes, which makes people panic .

As soon as the little servant stood up, his legs were so frightened that he knelt back and buried his head deeply on the ground, not daring to say a word.

Li Lan's gaze fell as he lowered his body, staring blankly at the trembling spine of the servant.

Li Yan had already recovered, ignored the slight dizziness after the orgasm, hurriedly straightened his robes and walked to the front of the hall.

The emperor didn't even look at the servant who had served him just now, instead he kicked Le Ran upside down: "How do you serve? Why don't you even know how to wear shoes for Lan'er? If you catch a cold, you dog The slave should be cut to pieces!"

Le Ran got up with a grunt, and kowtowed like garlic, but she didn't dare to justify herself: "The slave deserves to die, the slave didn't take good care of His Highness, the slave deserves death!"

Li Lan finally withdrew his eyes from the thin spine, went forward without saying a word, put his arms around his father's waist, and buried his face in his father's lapel.

There was a tinge of grievance in the soft and waxy voice, covered by thick silk and satin, it was more lingering than coquettish: "Lan'er can't sleep, she wants her father."

Only then did Li Yan realize that his Lan'er had grown very tall. When he hugged him, his face could be buried in his chest. In the future, he must be a tall and handsome man, but he didn't know which girl would be cheaper.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help reaching out and touching the back of Li Lan's neck, but his hand was cold.

Li Yan was startled, and leaned over to hug Li Lan, but when Li Lan was five years old, it was already very difficult for him to pick up his son. Unable to hold her, she had to lead Li Lan to the couch, while sternly yelling at Le Ran: "Hurry up and get Lan'er's shoes!"

Le Ran hurriedly scrambled and crawled downstairs. Li Lan was obediently led by his father to the couch and sat down. Li Yan lifted his leg and covered a cold little foot in his hand: "Why? Come out like this?"

Li Lan bit her lip, and said aggrievedly: "Lan'er wanted to find his father, but his father was not here, so Lan'er came to find him... Le Ran didn't allow Lan'er to come in, and his father punished him."

Li Yan rubbed his icy soles angrily and amusedly: "Okay, punish him. But Lan'er is not allowed to be so willful next time, do you understand? What will you do if you are sick like this? Only when you get better can the father accompany Lan I'm sleeping, you know?"

Li Lan hummed obediently, retracted her feet and rubbed against his father's arms: "Lan'er is already well, Lan'er misses her father."

Li Yan only felt that his heart was soft and swollen by this little son's sweetness, like a sponge cake that had been kneaded with sweet-scented osmanthus and evaporated on the cage, so he couldn't help but hug his son tighter: "How are you, It doesn’t count if you say it, and it doesn’t count if I say it, Liping has the final say.”

After a pause, he stretched out his hand to pinch his nose: "If you keep running around barefoot at night like this, I'm afraid it won't get better. Just because of this, you will be punished not to sleep with your father tonight, understand?"

Li Lan was extremely aggrieved, and kept pushing into his father's arms: "Did my father not want Lan'er anymore?"

As he spoke, he turned around and pointed to the little servant who was trembling and kneeling in front of the palace gate, looking like he was about to cry: "Is it because Father has him that Lan'er is not wanted anymore?"

Li Yan was taken aback, and quickly comforted him: "How could it be, why would father not want my Lan'er just because of such a thing?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand happily, and said impatiently: "Hurry up and drag him down. Don't ask him to work in the palace, and send him to Longxing Mansion to guard the imperial mausoleum."

Li Lan nuzzled contentedly in his arms.