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The voices of the dignified Prime Minister in the mansion rested early, and it seemed silent.

Han Bing, who had just returned from outside, quietly came to Shiyu's bed. He wanted to reach out and probe Shiyu's forehead to see if he was still feverish, but he was afraid of waking up the child who was not sleeping well due to the pain, so he finally hesitated and stopped his hand in the air, and it didn't fall for a long time.

At this time, he suddenly saw that the open neckline of Shiyu's neck revealed a white object, which was reflected by the moonlight reflected through the thin paper window, faintly emitting a soft glow.

He stretched out his hand and gently picked up the white object to take a closer look, and it turned out to be a white jade.

This jade-

He couldn't help but reach out and take off the jade jue hanging around his neck.

The two jade jue are placed in one place, the shape, size, texture and color are exactly the same, and it should have been a pair originally.

With the faint moonlight, and with his strong eyesight, he took a closer look at the jade that belonged to Shiyu, and finally found the difference between it and his own jade - there was no inscription on it, and his own one was clearly engraved with the word "gargle".

So who carved the word "gargle"?

I heard my uncle Hua Fengshan say that this jade was handed over to my mother by the Leng family as a token of divorce. Thinking that the person who gave it to his mother's relatives Yujue would never spend any more effort to carve such a word "gargle" on it, which no longer means anything to him.

Then it should still be a mother, and on the only thing left to her son, she engraved her sustenance and expectations - soloze, spring flow and sparkle, sound like jade.

Star's eyes snapped shut, and a deep look of pain flashed across his cold face. After a while, he opened his eyes again, quietly put back the jade that belonged to the world, and hung his jade back around his neck.

He was about to turn around and leave, but Shiyu, who was still asleep at this time, suddenly frowned, shook his head indiscriminately, and kept muttering: "Brother...... Brother...... Don't leave...... Don't go ......."

Icy eyes flashed, and he finally sat sideways on the edge of Shiyu's bed. He put his hand on Shiyu's forehead, stroked it gently, and comforted softly in an extremely low voice: "Shiyu, don't be afraid, my brother won't leave......"

Shiyu opened his eyes suddenly, and his hazy gaze couldn't help but gradually brighten up when he saw that his brother was really in front of him. He reached out and grabbed his brother's slightly cool hand on his forehead, and pleaded, "Brother, don't go!"

Han Bing smiled at him, "Brother won't leave, Brother will be here with you all night." ”

The worry in Shiyu's eyes has not diminished slightly, "Brother won't leave tomorrow, don't leave in the future!"

"Okay, my brother has been with you all the time, and he won't go anywhere. Han Bing smiled and touched his head, and there was a little more doting in his eyes.

Shiyu showed a reassuring smile, slowly closed her eyes, and fell asleep again.

And Han Bing just sat on the edge of his bed, and his slightly thin white figure was soaked in a layer of dark moonlight, looking extremely cold and lonely.

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Early the next morning, only father and son had breakfast in the hall.

Han Bing glanced at Leng Yiqing with a worried face, then lowered his gaze and said indifferently: "In the future, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will never hurt Shiyu again." But I think Shiyu is a good material for martial arts, so I want him to learn art from Song Qingfeng, the deputy commander of the forbidden army, I don't know what my father wants?"

Leng Yiqing was stunned when he heard this, "You-what did you do to the prince?"

Han Bing smiled, "I just heard from my uncle last night that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince suddenly had a strange disease, and he wants to change his mind and be a good boy from now on." ”

Leng Yiqing knew that he wouldn't tell the truth to himself, but since he said so, the prince must really not hurt Shiyu anymore, which could indeed let his anxious heart go for a while.

"If that General Song is willing to teach Shiyu, it will naturally be great. These days, Madame, she has misunderstood you a lot, and she even blames you for Shiyu's injury this time, which really makes you feel wronged!"

Han Bing still smiled indifferently and said, "The prince's harm to Shiyu really can't be known to Madame, otherwise it will only increase her worries." As for what grievances I have suffered, to me, it doesn't matter at all, and my father doesn't have to take it to heart. ”

"It was just yesterday...... Yesterday's Huiyuan—"

"Yesterday I was indeed late again. But please rest assured, my father, I will solve any trouble outside, and I will never bring it to the house to bother you!"

Han Bing guessed that Leng Yiqing wanted to say that Su Xiangzhu locked Huiyuan and didn't let him in yesterday, so he snatched the words away, so as not to embarrass each other by saying it.

Leng Yiqing looked at Han Bing, and only felt that in front of this exquisite-hearted son, there was really no need to say a lot of words.

"In addition, I have one more thing to tell my father. In the future, I may have to return late often, I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to accompany my wife and Shiyu to have dinner together, and I ask my father's forgiveness!"

How could Leng Yiqing not understand, Han Bing specifically mentioned Mrs., which was implying that he would not have any more conflicts with Mrs. in person, so he, the Prime Minister of Zuo, would no longer have to hide in the political hall all day long, and dare not go home!

Although the conflict in the mansion subsided for a while, he didn't have to worry about it anymore, but the thought of Hanbing doing those risky things outside all day long made his heart even more unsteady.

"Needless to say, it's just that you're out there alone, so you need to be careful all the time. The capital is not a peaceful place, all forces are operating in the dark, open guns are easy to dodge, hidden arrows are difficult to prevent, although your kung fu is good, but after all, people are lonely, you must be cautious!"

Han Bing listened and couldn't help grinning, "The child has written it down, thank you father for reminding me!"

Leng Yiqing also smiled at him, but there was a hint of helplessness and loss in his smile.

How could he not feel that although the icy man was close in front of him, his heart was separated from him by a thousand mountains. In that extremely respectful "Father", there is a kind of alienation that will never be erased. And in those smiling eyes, there is always a shallow cold light.

But in any case, he was still able to sit with this long-lost son, and clearly see the smile on that face, which was the greatest mercy of God to him.

And in his heart, there is always a faint sense of foreboding that the good times will not last long. So he knew that he should seize the hard-won opportunity in front of him and cherish every moment of time with the cold ice. Maybe in this life, there is only so little bit of father-son relationship left between them.