Chapter 17 (2/2)
The bandits on the Hou Ye's face. After his wife's death, only early summer is his only thought. He only hoped that he could be healthy on the mountain. It would be better if he could learn more skills from Mr. Bai.
When he's about the same age, take him down the mountain and have fun with him for two years. At that time, take him to the outside world to see the mountains and rivers. The flowers in the world are like brocade. If you can meet someone you like on the road at the beginning of summer, he will return to Beijing to face the saint. Tell the emperor that his son has been weak and ill since childhood and can't hold on.
When he gets married outside, that's enough. I'm looking for an adoptive daughter or something. If you can't touch what you like, it's okay. He kept him, kept him.
”Dad?”
At the beginning of summer, I looked at the Marquis and thought he didn't believe it. Then he advised: ”if you are still worried about the emperor's accountability, please report back as I said. Maybe you can get some rewards.”
”Did your highness Qi lift you out of the palace on purpose?”
”That's not true. I really took a stand.”
The Marquis looked at his face and suddenly felt. All along, maybe he wants to give him, not the future he wants.
The Marquis looked complicated. After a long time, he seriously asked, ”do you know what you're talking about?”
”Clear.”
”Do you understand what you're doing?”
”I see.”
”Do you know what you want?”
The Marquis's face was solemn, and his inquisitive eyes stared at him deeply.
”Yunyi, I know!”
In early summer, he looked up with firm eyes and a determined look.
”Since you have made up your mind, the marquis will stand behind you.”
”Dad...”
At the beginning of summer, he stood up and hugged the marquis. He always knew that his father loved him, loved him and spoiled him. But I didn't expect to believe him so much. After that, the Marquis can no longer be alone.
The Marquis patted him on the back and rubbed his head.
”Young master, Xu Wenlan, the legitimate son of the Minister of household, met outside the house.”
The sound of ink was heard outside the house.
”No!” At the beginning of the summer, he gave a reply to the outside of the house, and then looked at the Marquis and said coquettishly, ”it hinders me from accepting joy.”
The Marquis nodded, and his smiling face was spoiled.
”Go and pass the meal first. I'll go and have dinner with you after I wash.”
”OK.”
Xu Wenlan outside the house closed the door and left with a disheartened face.
On the way, he thought of the more pitiful fourth highness, and his mood gradually became clear again.
I don't know what's going on in the Yufu hall now