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Wang Min's tone was indifferent, Wang Lang was taken aback for a moment, and immediately asked, "Are you angry?"

Wang Min said, "Why am I angry?"

"You are frowning." Wang Lang said calmly, "I don't know why you are angry, but you must be angry."

Wang Min laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Our King Huainan is really amazing now, he can go wherever he wants."

Wang Lang was at a loss, "Your Highness, you don't need to intervene in taking care of A Lin. There are maids and thank you photos. You just need to look at him from time to time. A Lin is very obedient, and it is not difficult to take care of him."

Wang Min said: "So you want to go back to Chenliu alone?"

Wang Lang said: "Isn't it not suitable for your Highness to return to Chenliu now? I know that the situation in Chenliu is complicated now, but I have a back hand to become a popular person beside Emperor Yongyuan."

Now the situation in Chen Liu is treacherous, the prince's people, the imperial concubine's people, the third prince's people, and the forces hidden in the dark, many forces are stalemate, everyone knows that as long as there is a spark, it will be triggered.

Wang Min had already received news from Qingxu, and this time Qingxu returned to Chenliu to cure Emperor Yongyuan's illness.

After the two were silent for a while, Wang Min suddenly asked, "Why didn't you tell me to go back to Chenliu with you?"

Wang Lang was quiet for a moment before saying, "Your Highness, the situation in Chenliu is complicated. You'd better not go back now."

Wang Min laughed angrily, "Very well, very well, Wang Lang, you are really considerate."

Wang Min strode out, and Min San took a look at the young man who was standing there blankly. The young man was wearing an old robe, which still did not hide its splendor, but he had a sense of innocence that was beautiful without knowing it.

Min San took a look and immediately looked away, followed Wang Min out.

The door was closed.

Wang Lang sat down, he knew what Wang Min was angry about, but he couldn't ask Wang Min to go back to Chenliu with him.He also has self-esteem, Wang Lin is Wang Min's child, so he can ask him to take care of him very calmly.But he is not, will Wang Min think he is troublesome, will he feel that he is incompetent?

Wang Lang sometimes thinks about his wit and creativity, and sometimes thinks that he can immediately come up with thoughtful and meticulous solutions when something happens, but he just can't do it.

It's really annoying, Wang Lang knocked on the table next to him, and immediately a maid asked outside the door, "Your Majesty, do you have any orders?"

Wang Lang couldn't tell that he just knocked on the table angrily, so he just said casually: "I just want to eat watermelon, it's not a big deal." Even the lie was clumsy, Wang Lang wanted to knock on the table again.

But I didn't expect the maidservant to bring up the watermelon after a while. The watermelon has not been frozen. The maidservant respectfully said: "Please eat some in moderation, watermelon is cold in nature, and it may be harmful to your body. Sir, chicken soup is still warming in the kitchen." , servant serve you a bowl?"

Wang Lang shook his head, he didn't even want to eat watermelon, let alone chicken soup that sounded greasy.

Wang Lin soon discovered that there was something wrong between Daddy and Ji Baba.When eating, Dad no longer looked at that fierce man with a smile on his face.

The atmosphere between the two is very strange.

Wang Lin ate a big mouthful of rice, and once again came to a conclusion, my lord is really strange.

After dinner, Xie Zhao took him out to play, and Wang Lin happily left the two depressed adults behind.

Wang Lang disliked the cold war the most, but he didn't want to compromise easily, so he pushed the peeled and diced peaches in the glass bowl at hand to Wang Min's side.

Without saying a word, Wang Min quietly started eating peaches.

The peaches are sweet, not too soft, and taste crisp and tender.

Wang Lang waited until Wang Min's peaches were almost finished, and then asked, "Do you want to make peace?"

Wang Min repeated yesterday's topic: "How many things do you plan to do alone?"

Wang Lang said: "That's not the point."

"But that's the point." Wang Min said lightly, "I don't ask about many things, so you don't talk about them. A Lang, you couldn't even endure a little bit of hardship before."

For some reason, Wang Lang's eyes turned sour, and he managed to control his emotions, "But you didn't ask."

Wang Min stuffed the last peach into Wang Lang's mouth, "We will return to Chenliu in three days, and I have already sent someone to invite Qingxu in advance, so you don't have to do anything, just do nothing every day."

Wang Lang turned his head to look at Wang Min, who was looking at him with deep eyes.

"Do you hate me for letting you give birth to Wang Lin alone?" Wang Min's tone was calm, and even when he said this, he was still flat, "It's like going through hell for a woman to give birth. If it's a man, then you should How to get through it? Our family, A-Lang, is afraid of pain and suffering."

Wang Lang's tears fell, and he wiped away the tears with his robe, "I never hated you, Your Highness, I love you so much that I feel uneasy."

Wang Min stood up, approached Wang Lang, and hugged him. Wang Lang's body was trembling, trembling slightly, his cheeks were red, and his eyes were even redder. Wang Lang didn't wear a crown, only an ebony hairpin handle Hair up.

This ebony hairpin was made by himself.

Wang Lin climbed trees and fished, and came back dirty all over. Wang Lang was copying scriptures in the small study, which was a small place specially opened for Wang Lang.

There are not many books inside, it looks empty, there are piles of pens, ink, papers and inkstones on the desk, and the maid is standing outside waiting for orders.

Wang Lang stopped Wang Lin who wanted to hug him, "Wait a minute, Daddy will help you take a bath first."

After cleaning Wang Lin up, Wang Lang taught Wang Lin how to draw. Wang Lin was not yet three years old, and he still couldn't hold the brush steadily. He said that drawing was just for fun.

Wang Lang didn't have much talent for painting, but at least he had learned it, and it was more than enough to teach Wang Lin to be enlightened.

But Wang Lang found that Wang Lin's hand drawn grapes looked more like grapes than his.

They are all the same ellipse.

Wang Lang was a little puzzled, but that's okay. Some people are born good at certain things. Wang Lang kissed Prince Lin, "Do you want mung bean cake?"

Wang Lin nodded.

Washing his hands and eating the mung bean cake, Wang Lang tasted a piece, and watched Wang Lin eat the mung bean cake for the rest of the time, Wang Lin was tired of playing and ate it with relish.

"A Lin, do you still remember Chen Liu?"

Wang Lin held the mung bean cake, "Daddy, didn't we escape from Chenliu?"

Wang Lang said: "But now we have to go back again."

"Then can I go see Aunt Meiyu?"

The name of Meiyu in Wang Lin's mouth is Zhang, and Zhang Meiyu is the living Princess Huainan.

Wang Lang said: "Yes, Aunt Meiyu must miss you very much."

Wang Lin nodded happily.

Wang Lang never told Wang Min about Princess Huainan, he didn't know how to speak up, and he didn't know whether Wang Min didn't care.He ridiculed him for being coquettish and unrestrained, and Wang Lang couldn't say anything about his suffering.

After all, in the eyes of the world, he married two wives, and he was ruthless, and the newcomer came in before his ex-wife died.

At night, Wang Lang coaxed Wang Lin to fall asleep. Wang Min was still awake, leaning on the bed and reading a book. Wang Lang walked over and asked him to move to the side.

Wang Min glanced at him, shook his head, and resignedly moved to the side.

Wang Lang sighed, Wang Min turned a page of his book, but didn't speak.

Wang Lang sighed again.

Only then did Wang Min close the book, "Tell me, what happened?"

Wang Lang said: "When we arrive at Chenliu, can I take Ah Lin to see Zhang Meiyu?"

"Oh, Zhang Meiyu." Wang Min said meaningfully: "The current Princess Huainan."

Wang Lang said: "She is quite a nice person."

Wang Min looked at him without speaking.

"It's actually not good. I'm very irritable. I just went to see her. If it affects you, then I won't go."

A bitter smile appeared on Wang Min's face, "A-Lang, you are going to meet your wife. After meeting, do you want to talk about your love for each other?"

Wang Lang quickly waved his hands, "Of course not, there is no relationship between me and Zhang Meiyu."

Wang Min said: "I will never see her, and I hope you will never see her."

Wang Lang grabbed Wang Min's sleeve, "If you marry a wife and have children, I will never see you, so I know what you are thinking. Meiyu hates men the most, so she doesn't like me very much. But she is Zhang Taiwei My dear daughter, if we have anything wrong with Chen, she will help us for A Lin's sake. Because in her heart, King Huainan is not as good as A Lin's finger."

Wang Lang looked sincere, but Wang Min knew that he was the one who retreated again and again. He had already retreated to the point where he had nowhere to go. This man got married and married two wives, "Then don't go see her."

Wang Lang didn't speak, took off his shoes and got on the bed, took the book in Wang Min's hand, threw it aside casually, then lay down next to Wang Min, and signaled Wang Min to turn off the lights and draw down the curtain.

Wang Min froze for a moment, it had been a long time since Wang Lang took it for granted.

But in the end it was done.

Wang Lang was next to Wang Min's shoulder, holding Wang Min's hand with one hand. In the dark, Wang Lang couldn't see Wang Min's face clearly. Only then did Wang Lang feel that he could say anything.

"Your Highness, my first wife, Xu Peilan, was personally ordered by His Majesty. At that time, A Lin was just born, and I couldn't even walk. I heard that King Huainan's marriage ceremony was very grand, but I didn't attend it at all. I originally planned to make peace with her, even if His Majesty doesn't like it, it doesn't matter, but who knows that once I return to the mansion, people in the mansion will tell me that Princess Huainan is ill, and I have to arrange a funeral."

Wang Lang could still recall the sympathetic expressions of everyone in the mansion at that time. He didn't attend the wedding when he got married, but wanted to arrange a funeral instead.

Things in the world are really inexplicable.

Princess Huainan's funeral was very grand, and the imperial concubine came to express her condolences in person, and said that she had chosen a high-end girl for him.

"Can you imagine my mood at that time?" Wang Lang's tone was still blank at the time, "I immediately rejected the imperial concubine's kindness, and then Zhang Meiyu came to see me in person."

"Zhang Meiyu asked me to marry her because she wants to live with Xu Peilan. Your Highness, do you know that I met my first wife that I have never seen before."

Until now, Wang Lang still remembers his expression at that time, a look of bewilderment and helplessness.

Seeing his appearance, Xu Peilan covered her face with a painting fan and smiled.

"Your Highness, at that time I began to feel that many things seemed absurd, but they were actually no big deal."