Huo Qinglan was stunned, and looked at Rong Jue with straight eyes, "Master, do you really want to do such a desperate job?" ”

Rong Jue sneered, "Otherwise? If you don't do this, I'm afraid that the emperor will be too careful. ()t/”

"Then you can't take the princess to ......"

Huo Qinglan was halfway through his words, and Rong Jue made a "you roll" action to him. He immediately fell silent and silently retreated.

In the middle of the night, the ancient temple on the bank of Fenshui.

Ling'er had already woken up from sleep, pulled Rong Jingyuan's sleeve, and asked, "Grandpa, when will Daddy come over?" Ling'er really wants to see her father......"

"Good boy, your father should be here later. Read the full text of the latest chapter" Rong Jingyuan stroked his head, and a kind smile appeared on his face that he had not seen for a long time.

"Will Daddy recognize Ling'er?" Ling'er stared at a pair of big watery eyes and looked at Rong Jingyuan seriously.

"If he dares to deny you, I will beat him so that he can't recognize the south, south, west, and north!" Rong Jingyuan raised his eyebrows, with a serious face.

Ling'er was relieved when she heard this, and asked again: "Is Ling'er's father handsome?" ”

Rong Jingyuan thought about it, in the eyes of outsiders, that stinky boy was about to be extremely ugly, but he knew very well what kind of appearance his son had. He smiled softly, "Your father is the most handsome man in the Great Yasukuni. ”

"Is Daddy's martial arts strong?"

"Nature."

"Daddy ......"

"Enough!" Ling'er wanted to continue asking, but was interrupted by a lazy voice outside the gate, "Little thing, what do you want to ask, come and ask directly, don't pester my old man!" ”

Rong Jue stood in front of Ling'er in a white robe, and with a wave of his hands, he dismissed all the guards in the ancient temple, leaving only one big, one old, and one young in the inner hall.

Ling'er rushed forward excitedly, stretched out her hand and tentatively tugged at his sleeve, stared at a pair of inquisitive eyes, and asked, "Are you my father?" ”

Rong Jue didn't bother to say more to him, and took off the mask directly in front of him.

The already stiff silhouette looks even more beautiful under the modification of the moonlight, and the night wind blows, and the white-clothed hunter dances. Ling'er is just a three-year-old child, and there are very few people he has seen, except for Zongzheng Shaoqing, there are no more handsome guys he has seen, and now he suddenly appears like Rong Jue, and he was immediately stunned.

"Daddy......" he cried out stupidly, "you are so beautiful, it must be my daddy." ”

Rong Jue also heard someone use the word "beautiful" to describe him for the first time, he felt the extreme, his shoulders trembled in disgust, and then said to Rong Jingyuan: "Father, my son knows that you are old, and suddenly this kind of thing happened, and I don't know how to end it." Forget it, I'll suffer a little loss, and I'll raise your son for you. But there's one thing, you can't tell my mother about this, lest you make her sad—"

When Rong Jingyuan heard this, he immediately jumped like thunder, and scolded him: "Bastard thing! What do you mean by that?! You think this little hairy head was born by me?! Lao Tzu has been guarding the frontier for more than 20 years, and except for your mother, half a woman has not seen it! Don't say it's a woman, it's a eunuch, and there is no one in Northern Xinjiang! ”

Rong Jue shrugged his shoulders, as if he didn't want to hear his explanation.

Rong Jingyuan ignored him, directly snatched the cracked waist card from his waist, and sneered: "According to what you say, this child is Lao Tzu, could it be that this waist card was also broken by Lao Tzu and then blamed on you?!" ”JJ3607191