Chapter 170: In the past, the day of the birthday feast

, The fastest update of the wolf emperor is happy, and the mother has given birth to the latest chapter! Deep in the mansion, the small courtyard is in the middle of nowhere, the front of the door is barren and clean and tidy, the snow is falling, the quiet yard should be quiet, I don't want the children in front of the door to break the quiet.

I saw that he was wearing a dark gray narrow sleeved jacket, his round little face was flushed, a pair of lovely eyes narrowed into crescents, two shallow pear vortices at the corners of his lips, his hair was curled into a small bun, his black hair was draped over his shoulders, he raised his little head and looked at the sky, and his fleshy two little hands were connected to the air, as if he wanted to melt the white snow in his hands.

This didn't make Lang Hongli interested, and it was the woman behind the child who made him feel good.

Demure like a flower shining on the water, the corners of the eyebrows and eyes are full of delicateness, the lips are red and the teeth are white, and the eyes are smiling, she just looks at the child, she can feel the strong love and pity from her, gentle and delicate, just one glance let Lang Hongli sit up straight.

"Heart......liver?" He raised his eyes and looked at the person who had painted the picture in bewilderment.

The person in this painting is clearly his heart, but why? Will there be a child in front of her?

The national teacher looked at him sideways, and asked instead of answering: "Do you like this painting?" ”

Lang Hongli shook his tail, turned his head to look at it again, pouted and blew a few mustaches on the side of his mouth, "If you don't have this little broken child, you like it tightly." ”

After all, it's his heart, how can he not like it, speaking of which, he hasn't painted for a long time, and he will paint a picture for his family's heart.

The national teacher guessed that he would answer like this, and smiled helplessly, "I don't like it when I have a child?" ”

Didn't he know that he had come from childhood?

Lang Hongli didn't think about it so much, he raised his paw and scratched it on his ear, and said lazily: "It's not that I don't like it, but I don't want them to disturb the two-person world of me and Mingzhu too early." ”

And according to the kind of temperament of his family, after having a cub, he will definitely love the cub more than him, so he can't rub on her, and he can't let her hug it.

Although he sometimes wanted her to give birth to their children, he was not happy at the thought that someone would come and share his affection.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was simple-minded, and the national teacher saw through it at a glance, and couldn't help but chuckle and said: "You think well, but Mingzhu girl is not like you, she likes the children on it very much." ”

Lang Hongli frowned when he heard this, "Seventh Grandpa also showed her the painting?" ”

The national teacher smiled and said nothing, went around the desk to the window, and groaned in the face of the bright moon.

"Hongli, can you smell the breath of life and death on her body, have you ever thought about the reason?"

Think about it, it's better to say it, that child is too bitter, and he is sorry for her after all.

If she could have rushed back in time, she wouldn't have ignored her after that, according to Hongli's temperament, and finally decided to make amends, and it was always good to let the two get closer.

Lang Hongli didn't know the reason, but everything about his family's heart, where did he still have any sleep, jumped off the desk to the vase by the window, and then jumped up.

"I haven't figured out this question for a long time, I seem to have mentioned it before Fifteen, but she said it in a daze, and I didn't understand it, Seventh Grandpa, you know the reason for this, right?"

At first, I was curious, but then I gradually got used to it, and it didn't look like he had something to hide from him, so he didn't ask much, only when she was seriously ill and walked away from the ghost gate.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

The national teacher glanced at him sideways, did not speak, and after a moment turned his head to look outside again, a faint amber light flashed in his cold eyes, and then he was seen to gently raise his fingertips and point towards the dark night sky.

Lang Hongli turned his body sideways, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that he had cut through the night in front of him, and a scene appeared in the place he was pointing at.

The staggered chips, the sound of silk and bamboo, the laughter in the lively palace, everyone had a smile on their faces, and they didn't investigate whether their smile was true or false, but the scene in front of him made Lang Hongli "soar" and stand up straight from the vase.

It's the Changming Palace!

He stared at the situation in front of him with wide glass-like eyes, and then looked at the national teacher.

"Don't panic, and watch." The national teacher didn't turn his head, but he knew that the eyes of the people around him looked over, and after indifferently floating out a few words, his eyes locked on the scene.

Lang Hongli gradually relaxed, sitting on the edge of the vase and staring at the scene.

And in this crowd, in this hall full of smiles, he saw the beautiful figure at a glance.

I saw her eyebrows frowning slightly, her white fingertips rubbing her temples, rubbing them gently, and her moist eyes were half-squinting at this time, looking very uncomfortable.

Is she uncomfortable?

Lang Hongli's heart suddenly tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to go up and pull the person to his side, but when he jumped on the windowsill and stretched out his paws, he realized that everything in front of him was just a picture of nothingness.

He put down his claws suddenly, and his brow furrowed at the discomfort on his little face.

"Come, Your Highness, Xiao Wang will give you a drink."

In the noisy crowd, the voice of the prince of Anguo was particularly high-pitched, and Lang Hongli turned his gaze to the place where the sound appeared in disgust, and then he realized that he was among them.

"The prince is polite," the self inside smiled hypocritically at the Erjin, did not pick up the wine glass, but said: "This hall has not been strong enough to drink since childhood, and today I have drunk too much, please Prince Haihan." ”

Ergin laughed twice, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and persuaded: "Your Highness is too modest, just a small cup of sake, when it is difficult for His Highness, not to mention that it has always been the courtiers of your country who toasted His Highness, and now when it is the turn of the little king, His Royal Highness will open his mouth to refuse, but I don't want to drink with the little king?" ”

That rough face, Lang Hongli felt unpleasant no matter how he looked at it, and thought: This hall just doesn't want to drink with you, why do you have to drink the wine you gave, joke!

After thinking about it, he sneered disdainfully, thinking that he would definitely not drink that barbarian's wine.

I never thought that he had just finished thinking about this idea, and he actually took the wine with a smile, and even drank it all!

"You!" Lang Hongli was a little unaccustomed to the breathless self inside, and thought to himself, aren't people just excited about you?

Are you stupid or not?

It was the qi knot, and someone from his heart and liver passed by, and he hurriedly turned his gaze to that side, not wanting to see the self that made him angry.

"Second sister, are you okay?"

This...... Who is the person who is speaking? It looks a little familiar.

The person who came was dressed in a light blue mist skirt, the skirt was about to the ground, the action was fluttering, and the head was tinkling, Lang Hongli frowned.

Who is this man? Isn't it called the second sister of the heart? That means that she is a concubine in the house, and since she is a concubine, why is it better than what his heart and liver are wearing, and what is it that he wears?

is so thin, it's obviously uncomfortable to look at, and she wears so little, will she take care of herself?

"It's okay, I'm worried about the third sister of Lao."

A soft and weak voice came out of her weak mouth, and Lang Hongli's face was about to wrinkle into a bun.

Is this called no problem? Listen to the voice, it is not louder than when it was crying under him.

"Oops! Second sister, you have a fever! The woman put her hand on Mingzhu's head and probed it, and then screamed softly.

Mingzhu's eyebrows furrowed even tighter, and her cheeks were even more unnaturally red, as if she wanted to shake her head, but suddenly her body was biased, and Lang Hongli's heart tightened, but fortunately, the jingling maid went up to help the person.

"Second sister, I don't think you can do this, why don't I help you out to breathe?"

The woman looked worried, but Lang Hongli felt awkward no matter how she looked at it.

Why are you so familiar? Where did he meet this man?

Mingzhu looked a little dazed, opened her mouth gently, and seemed to be very uncomfortable, only to see her nodding and saying, "It's okay, then it's troublesome for the third sister." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and rubbed his temples again, and pulled his collar by the way, which seemed to be a little hot.

Lang Hongli's eyes followed the thin figure, but inadvertently saw that not long after the figure went out, the self inside also followed, and the direction seemed to be the same as the heart and liver, followed by the obscene figure of the prince of the saddle country.

Lang Hongli narrowed his eyes, but this time he didn't think much about it, staring intently at the picture.

During this period, his heart and the woman stopped on the road a few times, thinking that it was really uncomfortable, so it would be difficult to walk.

And at this moment, a figure that made him a little unexpected came out from the other side and stood in front of Mingzhu.

"Eldest sister......" Mingzhu raised her eyes and shouted weakly.

Isn't it Hao Mingzhen, who Lang Hongli hates, I saw her frown, and said: "I think the wind and cold have not healed yet, Mingyao, you go back to the house to help Mingzhu get the medicine, and she and I will wait for you here." ”

Ming Yao?

Lang Hongli's mind instantly had a thrill, and he remembered it!

Hao Mingyao, isn't it the annoying woman who he and Xinhe'er peeked at her in Yuzao Courtyard and fornicated with other men, but in the end they still wanted to frame his heart?

Thinking of this, Lang Hongli seemed to have some eyebrows, and a faint silver light began to appear in his eyes.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

At this end, Ergin and the others inside had walked from another path to the front of Mingzhu and them.

Lang Hongli looked at Mingzhu worriedly, and then fixed his gaze on him and Ergin, but he saw it really now, Erjin asked worriedly, but there was no trace of worry on his face.

It can even be said that there is a smile on his annoying face, and those tiger eyes are full of calculation and success.

"You...... You go away! Main hall ...... This temple doesn't want to see you! ”

He seemed to be a little drunk, but Lang Hongli knew very well how much he drank, he never drank too much in front of outsiders, and Erjin only gave him a glass of wine the size of a thumb, how could such a little thing make people drunk.

Thinking of the words that Xin Gan'er had said to him when he first met, Lang Hongli's heart froze, and the silver light in his eyes became brighter.