"Wow, daddy's villa is so grand and stylish. Jinjin likes it..."
"Hehe, this sofa is so soft and big. Jinjin can roll around on it. Mommy, do you want to come and roll with Jinjin?"
"Um, these uncles and aunts seem to have facial paralysis, why don't they say anything?"
…
In the hall, the sudden sound of a child's voice made Ling Qianqian and the others' nerves suddenly tense...
The old man walked out of the room first and walked towards the hall...
Ji Shimian and Ling Qianqian followed closely...
"Mom, later you have to help me persuade the Young Emperor that that child is really my brother's..."
Ling Qianqian deliberately approached Ji Shimian's side and whispered...
Ji Shimian frowned slightly, turned his face and glanced at her, "If the child really is not the Young Emperor's, our Imperial family will never sit idly by and watch!"
In one sentence, he clearly drew the boundary between himself and Ling Qianqian, and indirectly reminded Ling Qianqian that his and her identities were different, so that she should not try to get close to him...
Ling Qianqian's face paled slightly, but she looked like a good girl, "Mom said, I worry too much..."
The three of them went downstairs and saw An Nuannuan running around a naughty little guy in the hall...
The little guy is full of energy and smiles very innocently. From time to time, he reaches out to poke the bodyguards and servants in the hall...
The young emperor was sunk in the sofa, hugging the pillow, watching the little guy misbehaving with a warm smile...
The old man's face darkened, and he looked at the little guy with burning eyes. In him, he seemed to see the young emperor in his childhood...
At that time, the Emperor's mother was still there, and he was still young. He was always running around the hall, carefree...
Like him at the moment, he was sitting on the sofa, contentedly watching the child's energetic appearance...
My heart felt warm, and I felt a little fondness for the little guy inexplicably...
Taking a closer look, my heart couldn't help but tingle...
This little guy looks exactly like the young emperor back then...
How could it be Ling Chengye's child?
The old man coughed twice...
The noisy little guy immediately stopped, blinked his cute eyes, and looked in the direction of the old man...
The next second, he boldly ran straight to the old man's direction, stretched out his hand, and took his hand, "Grandpa, are you daddy's daddy? You look like daddy. Do you want to play with Jinjin?"
Everyone was stunned...
An Nuannuan was so frightened that she hurriedly stepped forward, pulled the little guy over, smiled at the old man, nudged her to the side of the Emperor, and hid...
"Don't be afraid, with daddy here, no one dares to do anything to you..."
The Young Emperor stretched out his hand, rubbed the little guy's bare head, and smiled particularly warmly...
The little guy raised his little face, hugged the young emperor, and said, "Jin Jin is not afraid. Grandpa doesn't look like a bad person at all. Jin Jin wants to play with him..."
The young emperor frowned, when did the old man look like a good person? How could he please this little kid? It's really not easy!
"Young Emperor, I heard that this is Ling Chengye's child. Are you trying to bring someone else a cheap son and ruin the reputation of our imperial family?" Ji Shimian gritted her teeth. She was not blind. She could tell at a glance that this child was the same as him.
The young emperor was simply carved out of the same mold, which made me feel uncomfortable...
"Shut up!" The old man shouted suddenly, walked down the stairs slowly, and extended his hand to An Shijin, "Come here, I will play with you!" "Wow, daddy's villa is so grand and stylish. Jin Jin likes it..."
"Hehe, this sofa is so soft and big. Jinjin can roll around on it. Mommy, do you want to come and roll with Jinjin?"
"Um, these uncles and aunts seem to have facial paralysis, why don't they say anything?"
…
In the hall, the sudden sound of a child's voice made Ling Qianqian and the others' nerves suddenly tense...
The old man walked out of the room first and walked towards the hall...
Ji Shimian and Ling Qianqian followed closely...
"Mom, later you have to help me persuade the Young Emperor that that child is really my brother's..."
Ling Qianqian deliberately approached Ji Shimian's side and whispered...
Ji Shimian frowned slightly, turned his face and glanced at her, "If the child really is not the Young Emperor's, our Imperial family will never sit idly by and watch!"
In one sentence, he clearly drew the boundary between himself and Ling Qianqian, and indirectly reminded Ling Qianqian that his and her identities were different, so that she should not try to get close to him...
Ling Qianqian's face paled slightly, but she looked like a good girl, "Mom said, I worry too much..."
The three of them went downstairs and saw An Nuannuan running around a naughty little guy in the hall...
The little guy is full of energy and smiles very innocently. From time to time, he reaches out to poke the bodyguards and servants in the hall...
The young emperor was sunk in the sofa, hugging the pillow, watching the little guy misbehaving with a warm smile...
The old man's face darkened, and he looked at the little guy with burning eyes. In him, he seemed to see the young emperor in his childhood...
At that time, the Emperor's mother was still there, and he was still young. He was always running around the hall, carefree...
Like him at the moment, he was sitting on the sofa, contentedly watching the child's energetic appearance...
My heart felt warm, and I felt a little fondness for the little guy inexplicably...
Taking a closer look, my heart couldn't help but tingle...
This little guy looks exactly like the young emperor back then...
How could it be Ling Chengye's child?
The old man coughed twice...
The noisy little guy immediately stopped, blinked his cute eyes, and looked in the direction of the old man...
The next second, he boldly ran straight to the old man's direction, stretched out his hand, and took his hand, "Grandpa, are you daddy's daddy? You look like daddy. Do you want to play with Jinjin?"
Everyone was stunned...
An Nuannuan was so frightened that she hurriedly stepped forward, pulled the little guy over, smiled at the old man, nudged her to the side of the Emperor, and hid...
"Don't be afraid, with daddy here, no one dares to do anything to you..."
The Young Emperor stretched out his hand, rubbed the little guy's bare head, and smiled particularly warmly...
The little guy raised his little face, hugged the young emperor, and said, "Jin Jin is not afraid. Grandpa doesn't look like a bad person at all. Jin Jin wants to play with him..."
The young emperor frowned, when did the old man look like a good person? How could he please this little kid? It's really not easy!
"Young Emperor, I heard that this is Ling Chengye's child. Are you trying to bring someone else a cheap son and ruin the reputation of our imperial family?" Ji Shimian gritted her teeth. She was not blind. She could tell at a glance that this child was the same as him.
The young emperor was simply carved out of the same mold, which made me feel uncomfortable...
"Shut up!" The old man shouted suddenly, walked down the stairs slowly, stretched out his hand towards An Shijin, "Come here, I will play with you!"