Nothing but good looking

It was absurd that he gave birth to Wang Lin. Wang Lang never thought that such a thing as a man giving birth would happen, especially if it happened to him.

But it happened anyway.

He held Wang Lin in his arms. From the moment he was born, he had to plan everything, how to raise him, how to make him grow up healthily.

Wang Lang has no experience.

Early the next morning, Wang Lin woke up rubbing his eyes, and saw his father sitting beside the bed,

Wang Lang was in a daze, with long eyelashes drooping down. Wang Lin didn't like Daddy's appearance, so he called, "Daddy."

Wang Lang raised his head, straightened Wang Lin's hair, and laughed.

There were no more than three or five carriages, but the one in the middle was extremely gorgeous, without any concealment of its nature of wanting to show off, and Wang Min took Wang Lang and Wang Lin to sit in this carriage.

When Wang Lang and Wang Lin came to Youzhou, they first took a boat and then a car. In the end, they had to travel long distances on two legs. Wang Lang rested for a long time before he recovered.

The journey was easier than it was.

They set off before dawn, and Wang Lang carried Wang Lin, who was still asleep, into the carriage, while Wang Min sat beside him.

The carriage moved forward smoothly.

But after driving for a while, the carriage stopped, and Wang Lang lifted the curtain. They were in the busiest market in Youzhou City, where cloth, wine shops, restaurants and other shops were lined up. Wang Lang lowered the curtain.

Min San handed over a food box, Wang Min took it with his hand, put it on the small table in the carriage, opened the food box, and there were all kinds of snacks and three bowls of cheese inside.

Cheese nourishes people, people in the palace often eat it, but Wang Lang doesn't like it, he frowned, took a sip of water, and took a piece of walnut cake to eat.

Wang Min was speechless, and asked Min San to take out two bowls.

"Why don't you eat it?" Wang Lang asked, he knew well that Wang Min didn't like to eat it either, neither of them was used to it.In the past, when Emperor Yongyuan gave food, they reluctantly ate it, just like drinking bitter medicine.

Wang Min said: "Since you don't eat, why bother to criticize others."

Wang Lang said: "Your Highness, I can barely swallow, but in front of you, I don't want to force myself to swallow."

Wang Min turned his head and glanced at him. Wang Lang's shoulders were always straight, and his expression was always with a gentle smile. Although he was not smart enough, he was quite likable in the palace.

"Do you want to catch up on sleep?" Wang Min asked, taking out the thin blanket in the carriage.

Wang Lang shook his head, he was a light sleeper, he slept a lot, he tossed and turned at night and couldn't fall asleep easily.

"Do you want to read a book then?"

Wang Min loves to read, and he likes all kinds of books, whether it is the serious Four Books and Five Classics, or some illustrated books on raising pigs and farming, even if there are a few words written on a piece of paper, he still has to read it carefully.

Wang Lang continued to shake his head. He fell asleep while reading, so he took out a large handful of pine nuts wrapped in oiled paper from the package he carried with him.

Last night, the kitchen sent a bowl of fried pine nuts. Wang Lang didn't want to give Wang Lin these things at night, so he brought this handful of pine nuts with him.

Wang Min looked at the book, and Wang Lang took a small hammer and knocked the pine nuts open one by one, and then took out the pine nut kernels.

When Wang Lin woke up, Wang Lang fed him a few pine nuts.

"taste good or not?"

Wang Lin nodded.

Then eat cheese, Wang Lin has been used to snacks since childhood, and eats happily, Wang Lang can't help but look at Wang Min, meeting Wang Min's gaze, the two adults who don't like cheese are looking at each other in mid-air.

Then move away, each doing its own thing.

Wang Lang continued to knock on his pine nuts and took out the pine nut kernels; Wang Min's book turned a page.

The fast-moving carriage drove out of Youzhou City, and didn't stop at a wide area where camps could be set up until early dusk.

Wang Lang took Wang Lin down to get some ventilation, and walked a few steps towards the edge of the camp. Wang Min, who was listening to Xie Zhao's report, turned around, "Don't go too far."

Wang Lang nodded.

It was still dark, and Wang Min's face was clearly visible. The weather today was not too hot or cold, and the wind made Wang Min's robe sway.

Wang Lang glanced at Wang Lin next to him. Both of them were wearing black brocade robes with wide sleeves. He hugged Wang Lin with a feeling of trance. Wang Lin really looked like Wang Min when he was a child.

The edge of their camp was a small forest, and the darkness of the night had begun to shroud the treetops. Wang Lang asked Wang Lin in a low voice if he wanted to go to the toilet, and Wang Lin nodded.

Wang Lang came back with Wang Lin, washed his hands with stored water, and the food was ready.

A roasted suckling pig with dipping sauce in a small plate next to it.

Wang Lin ate too much snacks at noon, and he didn't take a bite of the dry food. Now he was hungry, so Wang Lang gave him a few pieces, and he ate deliciously with the steamed buns.

Wang Lang couldn't eat something that was too greasy, but he tasted a piece. The cook brought over a large bowl of milky white fish soup, with light and clear vermicelli hidden in it, and a poached egg lay on it.

Only Wang Lang had this bowl, and Wang Min was already eating the steamed buns, and the roasted suckling pig, while eating, he didn't forget to cut two pieces of meat for Wang Lin.

Wang Lin dipped the meat in the sauce, maybe the sauce was a bit spicy, Wang Lin's expression became serious, but he still ate the piece of meat.

Wang Lang lowered his head and began to eat the fish soup. The fish meat was very tender, and the vermicelli absorbed the flavor of the soup. The poached egg was crispy on the outside, but it was a soft-boiled egg cooked just right.

If you can taste the taste, this bowl of fish soup must be delicious.

This bowl of fish soup is not big, Wang Lang ate it cleanly.

They ate and slept all the way, and when they arrived outside the city wall of Chenliu, everyone looked dusty.

Wang Lang and Wang Lin sat in the carriage and did not go out, while Wang Min negotiated with the city guard outside.

Wang Lang lifted a corner of the curtain of the carriage, Wang Min was riding a horse in front of the carriage, and the city guard bowed his head respectfully and said something.

Suddenly a man galloped out of the city on a horse, and the man shouted loudly: "Your Majesty Xuanping Wang Wangmin is here!"

Wang Min tightened the reins, looked back, and could only see the conspicuous canopy carriage.Wang Min clamped his horse's belly and galloped along the main city road. His people followed up one after another. The carriage was left behind and dust flew up.

Wang Lang put his arms around Wang Lin and sat firmly. Even if the speed increased, the carriage remained stable.

Residents of Chenliu love luxury, and you can see gorgeously dressed men and women everywhere.Wang Min flew past the main road, and the passers-by couldn't help but look around.

There were three or five people drinking in the Pearl Restaurant, and when they heard the noise outside, they couldn't help but go out out of curiosity, and they heard a lot of discussion.

"I heard that King Ping has returned to the capital."

"Didn't Prince Ping only have one breath left when he left? It looks like the illness is cured."

"Isn't that Chen Liu is about to change?" the companion whispered.

"Who says it's not, but the world is about to change a long time ago."

……

Everyone knows that the imperial concubine is in favor, the empress empress in the deep palace is like an invisible person, even the crown prince is often reprimanded by Emperor Yongyuan recently, but the third highness is in the limelight.

Behind the discussion group was an old man in white robes. The old man drank wine and ate beef and peanuts. The appetizers at Mingzhu Restaurant were excellent, especially the sauced beef, which had a mellow taste and endless aftertaste.

The young man next to the old man was worried and was about to speak, but the old man stopped what he was about to say.

The old man said: "The Imperial Concubine misses her son very much. As the elder brother, His Highness the Crown Prince, not only cannot object, but also persuade the Holy Majesty to let King Ping come back."

The old man drank the last sip of wine and ate the last few slices of sauced beef.

These two are the aides of the Prince's Mansion, the old man Qin Zhou and the young Qin Chuan.

King Ping's return to Chenliu caused a lot of discussion among the people in the market, but the Prince's Mansion was as calm as ever, as quiet as if nothing had happened.

The prince was writing in the study, and when Qinzhou visited the prince, he saw the clues from the words.

"Your Highness, your heart is disturbed."

The prince has regular facial features, sharp eyebrows and eyes, and a tall physique. Hearing what Qin Zhou said, he simply put down his pen, "Father wants to see Wang Min."

Qinzhou said: "Then you need to go to see King Ping even more. Your Majesty hopes that you will be respectful and peaceful."

Prince Wang Chang sneered, "Then I should go see my younger brother."

Wang Lang did not enter the palace, he was sitting in the carriage, the carriage was parked outside the palace wall, the surroundings were quiet, he did not dare to open the curtain for fear of seeing the face of an acquaintance.He is very familiar with the palace, and the relative palace people are also very familiar with him.

Wang Lin also seemed to have realized something, leaning on him without saying a word.

Wang Lang couldn't help but patted him on the back lightly.

It was dark when Wang Min left the palace, and the palace servants walked ahead with lanterns.

Walking to the front of the carriage, the palace people stopped, Wang Min bent over and got into the carriage, before he sat still, Wang Lang smiled silently at him.

Wang Min, who was so cold that he showed a stiff expression, relaxed a little bit.

The carriage took them back to Wang Min's mansion in Chenliu. The plaque on the mansion had been replaced with Prince Ping's Mansion, and the carriage drove directly into the mansion from the gate.

Wang Min carried Wang Lin down first, followed by Wang Lang, but Wang Min opened his arms again.

Wang Lang was a little funny, but still hugged Wang Min.

So Wang Min also hugged him down.

But after hugging him, he didn't let go, and still hugged him tightly, stroking Wang Lang's back.

Wang Lang asked, "Is something wrong?"

Wang Min said softly: "Emperor Yongyuan is dying soon."

Wang Min and Emperor Yongyuan didn't have a deep relationship. Although Emperor Yongyuan favored the imperial concubine, he didn't love Wang Min who was born by the imperial concubine.

But even so, they still kept the same blood.

The hug didn't last long. After a while, Wang Min could no longer see any emotion on his face, but he tightly held Wang Lang's hand with one hand, and hugged Wang Lin with the other.

The owner of Prince Ping's Mansion returned to the mansion, and the mansion regained its vitality. The kitchen lit a fire to cook, and delicacies were served one after another.

In front of Wang Lang was a bowl of porridge made from millet, with light side dishes.

Wang Min said: "When you recover from illness, you will eat the same as us."

Even Wang Lin said, "Daddy, millet porridge is good for your health."

So in front of them are chicken, duck, fish, sea cucumber and wing belly.