Nothing but good looking

But it seems that Wang Min is not talking nonsense, he even gave a memorial to Emperor Yongyuan who was seriously ill, and did not even conceal Wang Lang's gender in the memorial.

Wang Lang was at a loss, and Wang Min even thought of a ridiculous reason that seemed like a story.

Because I met someone who looked exactly like King Huainan, I felt sorry for him and couldn't bear to part, so I asked Emperor Yongyuan to help him.

"Are you serious?" Wang Lang asked seriously.

Wang Min glanced at Wang Lang lightly, his eyes filled with the implication of why you are making such a fuss, "Marriage is a serious matter."

Wang Lang was even more at a loss, "But it's very strange."

Wang Min said: "Whoever said it was strange, the officials didn't say it was strange, who can say it is strange." There was a loud determination hidden in the calm tone.

Officials don't speak because they are seriously ill.

It turned out to be so sick.

Wang Lang suddenly realized, but then thought of the imperial concubine, "Will your empress let you mess around?"

Wang Lang said: "She should be the one who wants Chen Liu to be in chaos the most."

Wang Lang always thought that the imperial concubine was strange, and everyone living in the palace had a consensus that the imperial concubine didn't like her own son very much.He was obviously the son born in October, but he treated the child with cruel indifference.

Wang Lang used to think that the imperial concubine had some unavoidable difficulties, but later gradually realized that the imperial concubine just didn't like this child.

Not only did she not like the kid, she didn't like him very much either.

Although the imperial concubine doted on him publicly, even more than Wang Min, every time the imperial concubine looked at him, her eyes were cold.

Although Wang Min treated him coldly, his hands were warm and his movements were gentle when he held him.

Wang Lang said: "Whether Chen Liu is in chaos or not, let's go back to Youzhou quickly."

Wang Min looked at Wang Lang, and his tense mind relaxed a little, "Well, it's good to go back to Youzhou."

The news of Wang Min's memorial to marry a male concubine was widely spread, but Emperor Yongyuan was seriously ill and could not read any of the memorials, but this memorial cannot be regarded as non-existent.

The minister who dealt with the memorial was very embarrassed.

In order to avoid suspicion, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has long since stopped participating in political affairs, and even the Third Highness has kept this matter secret.

Wang Min's brochures were placed there, but he brought a man who looked exactly like Huainan Wang ostentatiously through the market, which aroused a lot of discussion among the people.

During the Zhongyuan Worship Ceremony, the Crown Prince and the Third Prince saw the legendary man for the first time.

Although Emperor Yongyuan had many concubines, he did not have many sons, not even many girls.The prince, the second prince who died young, the third prince, the fourth prince who had long been obsessed with Buddhism, and His Highness Ping Wang who came back from Youzhou, the youngest child is a girl, born to a newly promoted concubine, who is not yet old enough to walk .

Wang Lang sat behind Wang Min, and Wang Min stood in front.

But everyone still couldn't help sighing, this is too much like King Huainan.

King Huainan was beautiful but died early, leaving a deep impression on everyone.Although the man behind Wang Min was really good-looking, there was still a distance between him and King Huainan.

The funeral of King Huainan has not passed too long, and Princess Huainan did not attend the worship ceremony of the Hungry Ghost Festival for her husband's filial piety.If you attend, it must be another good show.

The worship started at Chen time, and now it was almost Xu time. From the time of dusk to the time of dusk, Wang Lang and Wang Min hadn't eaten well all day.

Wang Lang was already starving. He had never eaten for such a long time since he was able to recover his sense of taste.The surrounding eyes looked at him from time to time, and he was used to being watched, so he didn't care much about these inquiries.

Wang Min suddenly turned his head and looked at him. The lights in the banquet hall were not bright, and the atmosphere was solemn and dignified.In this situation, when Wang Min looked back at him, he was particularly eye-catching.

Wang Lang was a little puzzled, but Wang Min didn't speak, but stood up, motioned Wang Lang to get up, and wrapped his arms around his waist.In full view of everyone, he walked out with his arms around Wang Lang's waist.

Full silence.

His Royal Highness Wang Yu said firmly: "I think he has lost his mind."

The prince sitting not far away looked up at him.

Wang Yu raised the wine glass in his hand and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Wang Lang was brought out by Wang Min. He pulled Wang Min's robe and whispered, "I'm so hungry."

Wang Min turned his head and said, "Then let's go eat alone."

Wang Lang laughed, "Alright, let's pretend that there is no Wang Lin for now."

The worship of the Zhongyuan Festival will last until midnight. If Emperor Yongyuan is present, no one will leave early.

Although Emperor Yongyuan was seriously ill, various worship ceremonies continued as usual.It's just that there is no one in charge of the overall situation, so every ceremony is a little bit wrong.

When Wang Lang and Wang Min went back, Wang Lin had already fallen asleep.

Wang Lang smelled of alcohol, he hadn't drunk, but the smell of alcohol in the restaurant stained his clothes.Wang Min drank a lot of wine, and his walking was a little unsteady, but his eyes were extremely bright, and he stared at Wang Lang closely, refusing to let go of it.

Even the line of sight will be invaded.

Wang Lang half helped and half pushed Wang Min to wash up, because they participated in the Hungry Ghost Festival ceremony, and both of them were wearing formal dresses with wide sleeves, so it was really inconvenient to move around.

Wang Lang managed to untie Wang Min's belt, and Wang Min stretched out his hand to touch Wang Lang's face.

He lowered his head and touched Wang Lang's cheek with his cheek, "The day you got married, I thought, if I see you again, I will kill you, and I won't be so sad if I kill you. It’s even more uncomfortable than killing myself.”

Wang Min was extremely drunk, but his tone was very calm, as he always is.

Wang Lang wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. Tears stained his eyelashes, and he didn't know whether it was Wang Min's tears or his tears.

At that time, he hated Wang Min, he was born dull, he knew that others called him an idiot beauty behind his back, but he didn't care.

But the imperial concubine talked about his parents' death in such a vicious tone, and now, Wang Lang hugged Wang Min tightly.

"Go take a shower." Wang Lang said, "Wang Min, you should go to bed."

The drunk Wang Min was really difficult to serve, but in the end he coaxed Wang Min to bed.Wang Lang let Wang Min rest on his lap, and dried his wet long hair with a soft dry towel.

Wang Min's long hair was thick and dark, smooth to the touch, and Wang Lang wiped his hair for him.

Wang Lin came out of the inner room sleepily, "Daddy, I'm so sleepy."

Wang Lang stopped his movements and reached out to hug Wang Lin, "Sleep if you're sleepy."

"But daddy never came, never came, I waited for a long time." Wang Lin complained, broke free from Wang Lang's embrace, crawled over Wang Min, climbed to the inner side of the bed, and immediately lay down with a small pillow sleep.

Wang Lang looked at Wang Lin, and continued to dry his hair with Wang Min.

The weather was a little hot, and Wang Lin's face was a little red.Wang Lin was still young, so Wang Lang didn't dare to use ice for him.After drying Wang Min's hair, Wang Lang took a fan and fanned them for them.

Wang Lang was leaning against the bed, Wang Min was still pillowing on his lap, Wang Lang was slowly shaking the round fan, half asleep and half awake, Wang Min opened his eyes, and he woke up from the wine.

Wang Lang didn't notice that he had developed the habit of going to bed early and getting up early, and it was too late for him at this time.

Wang Min sat up and glanced at Wang Lin who was sleeping next to him. Wang Lin was sleeping very soundly, with his little hand pressed under his cheek, while Wang Lang was still shaking his fan in a daze.

Wang Min took the fan from Wang Lang's hand, Wang Lang became a little more awake, and he approached Wang Min, "Go to bed soon, Wang Min."

Wang Lang always refused to call Wang Min's name, he called him His Highness, but whether it was in front of everyone or in private, Wang Min couldn't say that he had no objection to this.

But the matter is too trivial, if it is brought up separately, will Wang Lang make fun of it?

Although he knew that if he asked Wang Lang, he would explain the reason well, but Wang Min didn't ask until now.

Only on rare occasions would Wang Lang call out Wang Min's name.

Just like this time.

Wang Lang's attention was all on him, and he didn't give it to others, even the little doll who was sleeping soundly next to him.

Wang Min is a little proud, but he will never show this.

Wang Lang saw Wang Min say indifferently: "You also need to sleep, Ah Lang."

Wang Lang nodded. He gave the fan to Wang Min. After fanning for a long time, his hands were a little sore. Wang Min naturally took it and fanned it.

While Wang Lin was sleeping, the two adults whispered.

"Your Highness, an official like you should be very angry?"

"He may meet you."

Wang Lang didn't want to see Emperor Yongyuan at all. No matter what his status was, he didn't want to see him again. When he saw Emperor Yongyuan, he would think of the period when he knew that the medicine was poisonous, but he would drink it and give it to another person. time for people to drink.

Wang Lang approached Wang Min, and Wang Min hugged him tightly, and they were very close.

The voice of speaking became softer and softer, until finally Wang Lang ordered the servant girl to carry Wang Lin to the bed in the inner room.

The heartless father laughed and fell into Wang Min's arms.

"You are really, our Highness is really, I really like our Highness."

Early in the morning, Wang Lin woke up on a familiar bed. He was still young, so he thought it was a dream that he crawled into Jibaba's bed yesterday.

After all, Daddy was smiling and waiting for him to wake up beside the bed.

"Daddy, I want to eat mung bean porridge." Wang Lin said loudly.

Wang Min, who was next to Wang Lang, rejected Wang Lin's suggestion without hesitation, "Kids can't be picky eaters, let's eat dumplings today."

Wang Lin sought his father's help with his eyes, but his father smiled and said nothing.

"Eat dumplings today, noodles tomorrow, and rice the day after tomorrow." Wang Min's calm tone seemed so hateful.

Wang Lin couldn't help pulling Wang Lang's sleeve in aggrieved way.

Wang Lang glanced at Wang Min, dragged his tone, "Your Highness." He came to coax Wang Lin again, "We eat dumplings in the morning and mung bean porridge at noon."

Wang Lin obediently was taken by Wang Lang to brush his teeth and wash his face.

Wang Min glanced over Wang Lang's neck, and there was a hidden red mark under the neck, which was tightly covered by clothes.

Wang Lang met Wang Min's gaze, Wang Min was obviously calm and introverted, but Wang Lang looked away a little embarrassedly, but couldn't help chasing his attention.

Wang Min just stood there, still calm and introverted.