"Tian Tian is good, you go out with your aunt for a while, grandma has a question to ask your father."

After Shao Lingru asked He Tian a lot of questions, she turned her head to Du Xi'er on the side and said, "Xi'er, you take Tian Tian to play, I have some questions to ask him." ”

"Good mother." Du Xi'er didn't ask, took Tiantian's hand and was about to go out.

He Tian saw that it was her beautiful sister, who was also her aunt, so she immediately got out of Shao Lingru's arms, and then took Du Xi'er's hand and left, and made a grimace at Jiang Feng when she passed in front of her, and then ran away with a jump.

"I still have official business to deal with," Yan Aoliu looked at the scene in front of him, and knew that now was not the time for him to stay, so he also walked out.

"How long are you going to kneel?" Shao Lingru looked at Jiang Feng for a moment, and then slowly spoke.

"Mother, the child is back." Jiang Feng said slowly, and then kowtowed on the ground three times before he was willing to get up.

On the other side, Shao Lingru began to sob, in front of her was the child she had in mind, the child she fought on the battlefield for herself, defended the territory for her country, and finally died in battle. At this moment, the tears that were finally withdrawn broke the defense at one time, rushed to Jiang Feng and hugged him, and began to cry loudly about his pain.

"My son, why did you come back, do you know how much your mother misses you, if it weren't for the fact that you couldn't leave your son alone to suffer alone in that emotionless mansion, my mother would have wanted to accompany you so much."

"Mother, isn't the child back?" Jiang Feng did not break free in the face of his mother's embrace, nor did he stop his mother's crying, but gently patted her back with his hand.

After a long time, Shao Lingru stopped sobbing, and Jiang Feng patted Shao Lingru's hand still hasn't stopped, like comforting a child.

At this time, Du Xier and He Tian were having a good time, and the two chased me to the back garden to make up for butterflies, and the pictures of one big and one small were very harmonious and warm.

"Auntie, auntie, you slow down, Tiantian can't catch up with you."

"Hurry up and chase me, and I'll give you candy when I catch up."

"Auntie, wait for me."

And Yan Aoliu was dealing with official business, but he didn't expect to be disturbed by an uninvited guest, so he could only come to the front hall to see this person.

The person who came was Du Yuming, who came to the door to "invite" Shao Lingru to go home.

"Haha, lord, Mrs. has been bothering in the house for a long time, and today the old man came to pick her up and take her back to the house, hoping to bother the prince and let people squeak the lady." Du Yuming was not ambiguous after bowing to Yan Aoliu respectfully, and directly explained his intentions.

"Master Du laughed, it's not up to you and me to decide whether your aunt goes or stays, I'm afraid I have to ask my aunt what she means, and I remember that my aunt was driven out by you."

Yan Aoliu accused Du Yuming word by word, Du Yuming instantly felt that Yan Aoliu's words were a little ugly when he heard this, although it was his own compulsion that made Shao Lingru unable to stay, but he would definitely not admit it.

"Lord Wang, this is the old man's family matter, and what you said is uncomfortable."

"Isn't it inappropriate for Du Xiang to come to this king's mansion to disturb him, after all, this king is also the current prince!" Facing Du Yuming's cheekiness, Yan Aoliu's face also showed a little anger.

"Lord Wang, the lady is still in the house, I won't bother, I'll leave first." Du Yuming saw that Yan Aoliu was soft and hard, and he also knew that he couldn't take Shao Lingru away today, and it was even possible to make it into a table, after all, although Yan Aoliu was "polite" and didn't twist people, he was also a prince after all, and he was the kind of person who had killed people on the battlefield.

"Moqing, send off."

"It's the prince."

Mo Qing, who had been standing at the door, walked in and made a gesture of invitation to Du Yuming, who was pale.

"Du Xiang, please."

"Hmph, thank you Lord, Lord Wang doesn't have to send more."