"I went and talked to Senior Brother Han—"

Lin Zhizhi helped her lie down on her back on the soft couch, took the hot handkerchief handed by Xiaoman and put it on her slightly swollen eyes, feeling sorry in her heart.

Yesterday, she asked Lin Shisheng uncontrollably, even if she provoked Lin Shisheng to go angrily, she herself would not feel any better, it seems that she cried a few times at night.

Lin Jiaruo let out an "um" and lay quietly.

Lin Zhizhi sighed lightly and said, "Senior Brother Han's intention to resign is very decisive, even if I can't persuade him." ”

Lin Jiaruo was silent for a moment and asked, "Why did he resign?" ”

Lin Zhizhi was silent longer than her.

She seemed to hear the sound of clothes rubbing, and then, as many footsteps faded away, his voice rang low in her ears.

"Ah Ruo, Zhichen's biological father, is Han Wenli!"

Lin Jiaruo got up suddenly and looked at him with wide eyes.

He quickly caught the fallen handkerchief, got up and walked to the basin, and put it in the hot water to reheat it.

"That day in the main hall, after Zhichen's life story was revealed, he knew that Zhichen was his son, and he felt ashamed of Princess Rong'an, and even more ashamed of Zhichen, and wanted to make up for it for the rest of his life——"

"Then you don't have to resign?" Lin Jiaruo asked urgently.

Lin Zhizhi wrung the hot cloth half-dry, returned to the couch, helped her lie down again, put it on, and then sighed: "Senior Brother Han knows that if the relationship between him and Zhichen is found out, it will inevitably be grabbed by political enemies, and when the time comes, I am afraid that it will affect his wishes, so he simply took the initiative to resign——"

He paused, took her hand, and said softly: "Ah Ruo, Senior Brother Han also said this to His Majesty, His Majesty understands that he has made up his mind, so he responded to his request to resign......

Her hand trembled suddenly, then stiffened for a moment, then she got up suddenly, ignoring the falling handkerchief, pushed him away and rushed out.

She ran all the way to the door of Zichen Palace, Du Zhien greeted her, and she was also pushed away, and broke in directly, and then suddenly stopped.

It was as if she had accidentally broken into someone else's home.

The four-month-old prince was lying on top of the imperial case, trying to raise his head, and stretched out a chubby little hand to reach the brush in his father's hand.

His father held a pen with a smile on his face, brushed the child's little hand with a soft pen from time to time, and coaxed with tenderness and loveliness: "Come! Come on, baby! Grab this! ”

The young and beautiful mother stood aside, smiling at the father and son playing intimately.

It was such a beautiful scene, but it suddenly stopped because of her intrusion.

A family of three looked at her one after another, Pei Jinyu could still maintain a dignified and decent smile, but Lin Shisheng's face sank instantly, and only the little prince who was ignorant of the world took advantage of his father's inattention, and finally grabbed the brush and let out a lovely laugh.

“…… The concubine and the little prince are ...... inside," Du Zhien, who chased to the door, whispered something that he didn't have time to finish outside.

Pei Jinyu nodded at her and gently called "Her Royal Highness Princess".

Lin Jiaruo suddenly felt extremely embarrassed, lowered his head, took two steps back, and was about to flee from the door.

"Stop!" Lin Shisheng shouted.

Lin Jiaruo stopped suddenly, turned around slowly, and buried her head low, not wanting to show people the embarrassment on her face.

Lin Shisheng's gaze always fell on the top of her head, but he didn't speak for a long time.

But Pei Jinyu spoke up first: "Your Majesty, Chengzhi is almost hungry, I'll take him back first, right?" ”

Lin Shisheng said "um" and said softly: "I'll come back at noon to accompany you to dinner." ”

Pei Jinyu said softly: "Your Majesty, accompany the princess well, if there is any misunderstanding, say it well, don't have a suspicion between the biological father and daughter......"

Lin Shisheng said noncommittally, sent her to the door in person, and stood at the door for a long time before slowly pacing in front of her, silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "What's so urgent?" I didn't wear any shoes. ”

Lin Jiaruo was slightly stunned, looked at the plain white silk socks on his feet, shrank awkwardly, and timidly called "Daddy".

Lin Shisheng didn't respond, just stood in front of her, looking at her lightly, as if waiting for her to continue.

Lin Jiaruo pursed her lips nervously, and her voice was a little dry: "Daddy...... I was wrong......"

Lin Shisheng was still silent.

She suddenly had hot eyes and felt the urge to cry.

That day, when she saw Han Wenli take off his official uniform and come out of Zichen Palace, her first reaction was that he acquiesced to Pei's action against Han Wenli; Just as when he learned that she was with her eldest brother, he would think of the prince forming a party.

It turned out that she was not qualified to blame him for his suspicion, because unconsciously, she was also suspicious and defensive against him.

She lowered her head, and all she could see was her socked feet, slender and petite, and closer to her, a pair of soap boots, luxurious and calm.

From childhood to adulthood, she walked with him countless times, or stood opposite him, her feet slowly grew, his boots became more and more delicate and precious, and the distance between them became more and more distant.

The more she looked at it, the more she felt so sad that she couldn't help but take a small step towards the soap boots.

At the same time as she took a small step, the person opposite also moved, and similarly, took a small step towards her, plain socks and soap boots, and their toes against each other.

He sighed softly, his palm landing on the top of her hair.

Lin Jiaruo's nose was sore, she snuggled softly into his arms, buried her head, and shouted "Daddy" in a sullen voice.

He gently hugged her shoulders, stroked her soft hair, and after a while, he whispered: "Ah Ruo, I really don't want to ......" Halfway through the words, it seemed that he couldn't go on.

Lin Jiaruo hugged him tightly and said, "Daddy, we don't want to be like that in the future, okay?" ”

Lin Shisheng was silent for a moment, and said softly: "Good ......"

The light of her eyes fell on the top of her hair, but it was complicated and indescribable.

He didn't blame her for her accusation that day, because he wasn't sure if he had a hint of joy at the moment when Han Wenli proposed to resign......

……

By the end of February, the national mourning period had just ended, and the Daizhou border sent back good news.

In the spring of this year, Gan Mingjue, the Duke of Yanmen, personally led 6,000 elite soldiers out of the customs, went deep into the hinterland of the Rong people, smashed the court of the dog Rong King in one fell swoop, and captured the three Rong Kings and 83 people including princes, generals, and Xiangguo.

Among them even includes the most rampant white wolf prince in the past five years, Moncha.

The news was sent back to the capital, the Son of Heaven Longyan Dayue, the government and the opposition celebrated together, and the court issued a holy decree, crowned Gan Mingcong as the hussar general, ordered the class to return to the court, the city gate offered prisoners, to strengthen the sky, and the rest of the meritorious generals entered Beijing to receive rewards.

On the first day of March, the spring scenery is bright.

Outside the city gate, ten miles of wine, colorful kites fly together, Lin Jiaruo, the princess of Qin State, and Lin Zhiyi, the king of Jinling County, go out of the city for ten miles, and welcome the new hussar general Gan Mingcong in the suburbs to return triumphantly. (https:)

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