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Chapter 166 The matter of having a sweetheart(1/2)

The order to go to Jiangnan to thoroughly investigate the case was personally sent to Ling Wenjing by Lord Lu Qinglu.

Lu Qing said that the emperor wanted to see him.

When Ling Wenjing came back from entering the palace to meet the saint, he saw a carriage parked at the gate of the courtyard.

The carriage has the mark of Prince Ling's Mansion.

It is a carriage specially designed for Prince Ling.

This was something Ling Wenjing never expected. She originally planned to go to the palace to meet the saint and then leave the capital to avoid long nights and dreams.

result……

My father moved very quickly.

If Mrs. Shi hadn't been a guest in the house.

The person coming today must be my mother.

Ling Wenjing raised her hand and frowned, jumped off the carriage, walked outside the carriage at the door, and shouted: "Father!"

Prince Ling heard a cold snort from the carriage: "Let's talk after we get in!"

Prince Ling was also very melancholy. He came to see his son, but he couldn't get in.

Ling Wenjing waved her hand to the gatekeeper.

The door opened wide, and Prince Ling's carriage slowly drove in.

When entering, Ling Wenjing asked the concierge in a low voice: "How long has the prince been here?"

"An hour!"

oh!

No wonder you are angry.

Father and son were sitting in the front hall.

Gu Jiu diligently served tea to the father and son and quietly left.

Leave space to the father and son.

Ling Wenjing stood up and stood in front of Prince Ling, saluting Prince Ling seriously: "Father!"

Prince Ling just didn't see or hear, his eyes were lowered.

Wuzi stretched out his hand to rub his injured leg.

Don’t mean it to be too obvious!

The wait is too long!

His legs hurt!

My heart aches even more!

The son who has been raised for so many years has rejected his father.

The old man was angry.

If you are discerning, come over quickly and give me a leg kick, and you might forgive him.

Seeing his father ignore him.

Ling Wenjing's eyes fell on Prince Ling's empty trouser legs. She turned around and sat down very proudly. She said in a cool voice: "It rains a lot this year!"

My legs hurt because of the weather.

Prince Ling was so angry that his heart hurt even more!

If it weren’t for the difficulty of standing up!

Prince Ling really wants to beat this boy up!

I think about it, I haven’t played it in so many years, I can’t bear to do it!

Coupled with the old men from Tai Hospital, they concluded that this child would not live to be thirty, so how to fight!

He couldn't stretch out his hand.

Prince Ling could only glare at his son fiercely.

You can't even look like you're apologizing!

You can't stand for a little longer!

You can't let me let my anger go smoothly!

He, the old man, was kept out for a whole hour, not knowing that his legs and feet were not good!

Prince Ling gritted his teeth angrily and said, "It's an old problem. It hurts whenever it rains!"

“It’s best not to go out in this weather!”

I……

Prince Ling clenched his fists and gritted his teeth!

Seeing that the old man was very angry, Ling Wenjing said calmly: "Doctor Qi didn't say that he left some painkillers for father! Just take some if it hurts."

"It's a medicine that's three parts poisonous. If you can't help it, don't take it! It's an old problem for me and I can't die! What's wrong with you? You don't even enter the house when you return to Beijing? You're scared!"

Ling Wenjing said without changing her expression: "It's nothing!"

"Entering the palace?"

Ling Wenjing nodded: "Yes!"

"Is something wrong?"

"Really!"

"Something big can stop you from going home!"

Ling Wenjing: "No, but the father clearly knows why his son doesn't come home!"

Prince Ling: "Are you homesick?"

Ling Wenjing nodded: "I think so!"

"Want to meet your mother?"

"think!"

"Then go home!"

Ling Wenjing sighed quietly and said: "Mother sent the person back, and the son must go home before leaving the capital."

Prince Ling glared at his son: "You really don't like it?"

"dislike!"

Prince Ling raised his eyebrows: "Do you not like this one or all of them?"

If you dare to say that you like a man, I will beat you up!

Ling Wenjing chuckled twice: "My father came here this time because of my mother's instructions!"

Prince Ling raised his chin: "This is what I want to ask myself! Don't you know how old you are? When will you get married? When will you have children? You can tell us yourself and give us an accurate answer!"

Ling Wenjing said softly: "There's no hurry about getting married!"

Prince Ling said "Hey!" and thought about these words secretly, then asked with a smile on his face: "What do you mean?"

Ling Wenjing coughed slightly and said, "That's what you understand!"

Prince Ling raised his hand and touched his chin, looked at his son's extremely beautiful face, and said happily: "Have you got a sweetheart?"

"That's understandable. It's just that there's still a little difference in my horoscope. If there are more, don't ask me anymore! My father won't tell me if he asks me!"

Prince Ling was extremely depressed.

My words were blocked by this brat! What else could I say?

do not want to talk.

There was silence in the room.

Ling Wenjing drank tea calmly.

Very calm!

Prince Ling couldn't help but let out a long sigh. He was old after all, and he couldn't accept it.

Still couldn't help but ask: "When are you leaving?"

"Shenshi!"

Prince Ling opened his mouth and asked without giving up: "Today?"

Ling Wenjing nodded calmly.

"So urgent?"
To be continued...
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