"Father, what are you thinking about?" The little prince was originally waiting for Yu Wencan to go to find the little princess. After waiting for a long time, Yu Wencan didn't respond. He called twice more and saw Yu Wencan blink his eyes.

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"Xian'er, what's wrong?" he asked softly.

The little prince wanted to say something, but unexpectedly caught a glimpse of Yu Wencan's pale face. For a moment, he remembered how he was dying two months ago. After all, the little prince was not only worried but also a little scared. He ran over with his small body and reached out to hold Yu Wencan's hand.

Hand, "Father, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Father, everything is fine." His beautiful eyes lowered lightly, and he wrapped his son's hand with his backhand and looked away, feeling a little lost in thought again.

The little prince knew that Rong Huazheng had left in that direction just now, so he thought it was Rong Huazheng who had come back and followed his line of sight, but found nothing. He tugged on Yu Wencan's hand, wondering, "Father?"

Yu Wencan quickly came to his senses this time, and touched the little prince's head with trembling eyelashes, "Let's go find Zhu'er."

"Yes." The little prince nodded obediently and glanced in that direction as he left. He didn't understand what Yu Wencan was looking at when Rong Huazheng was not there.

The little princess's mind has long been occupied by flowers. When Yu Wencan and the little prince were looking for her, she was standing on tiptoes trying to pick pomegranate flowers. She was small, and her hands and feet were short. No matter how high her heels were, she could only pick them.

She couldn't reach a leaf. She spent a lot of effort but got nothing. She was a little annoyed and stared longingly at the beautiful flowers in the book.

She was not an enterprising person. She glanced at the tree trunk, touched her chin and calculated the height. She threw away the book in her hand, clapped her small palms neatly, hugged the tree, and wanted to climb up.

Climbing, only climbing to about one meter high, a voice sounded - "Zhu'er!"

The little princess was so frightened that she almost couldn't hold on to the tree trunk and fell. She caught a glimpse of Yu Wencan walking towards her and quickly slipped down like a monkey. She came down quickly, the bark of the tree was rough and beautiful.

The princess's robe was torn several times, and her palms hurt. But she didn't dare to complain, she opened her arms and ran towards Yu Wencan with a smile as bright as a flower.

Yu Wencan was afraid that she would run too fast and fall, so he quickly stepped forward to hug her. He frowned when he saw a few cuts in her skirt, "Are you injured? Do you feel any pain?"

"No, no!" She shook her head repeatedly, hugged Yu Wencan's neck flatteringly, and kissed Yu Wencan's handsome face before he could lecture him. "Father, where were you just now? It's so slow!"

Yu Wencan was not angry. He knew that he was responsible and did not lecture her. However, he still checked her whole body to see if there were any wounds. He saw that her small hands were red from being scraped by tree bark and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurt just now, but it doesn't hurt anymore." The little princess lowered her head smartly and admitted her mistake obediently, "I won't dare to do it next time!"

Yu Wencan nodded, "You know you can't climb trees casually from now on?"

"Oh." The little princess responded perfunctorily, her big eyes looking behind Yu Wencan, but she didn't see the figure she was familiar with, and her little mouth pouted high, "Where did the queen go? Didn't you mean to bring her with you?

Are we going to have fun, but why am I nowhere to be seen?"

Yuwen Can's black eyes flashed with a faint light, but his face remained gentle and calm. Without saying a word, he picked up his daughter and walked to the nearest pomegranate tree, "Don't you want flowers as specimens? Which one do you like?"

"Wow! Just being held by the father is enough to make the flowers bloom!" The little princess looked at the flowers that she could easily touch with her hand. She was so happy that she forgot about everything. Her eyes were wide open and she looked seriously at each one.

Look, there is a face that is flushed with excitement. Yu Wencan looks at it with gentle eyes, feeling that the childish little face in front of him overlaps with another beautiful face, and his voice is so soft that it drips when he speaks.

, "Why don't you pick the bamboo?"

"I didn't see anything I liked." The little princess put her arm around Yu Wencan's neck and pointed to the other side: "Father, go over there and have a look."

Yu Wencan took his son's hand and the three of them walked there together.

The little princess chose a flower as a specimen. After looking at several trees, the little prince couldn't help but asked, "Aren't they all the same?"

"Of course they are different!" the little princess said confidently, "The queen mother said that nothing in the world is exactly the same! These flowers may look the same, but their color, smell, and size are all different!"

The little prince shook his head, not even having the strength to refute.

Listening to the conversation between the two children, Yu Wencan slightly curved his lips.

He smiled not because he agreed with the child's words. In fact, in his opinion, every flower looked the same. It didn't matter whether it was good-looking or not. Being in such a whole pomegranate forest, somehow at this moment, even

The fragrance of flowers is a bit weak. Few people know that this

Such a stunning pomegranate grove actually belongs to him - in the year he was born, Empress Xiaoyi and the palace staff spent several months personally completing it, creating a vast pomegranate grove.

, may his life be as bright as a stream of fire, and may he be named Can.

For more than 30 years, since the flowers bloomed, he would come here to take a look every year when the pomegranate flowers were in full bloom. He often lingered there, not because he liked the fragrance and the flaming color of the flowers, but because he was grateful for Queen Xiaoyi's kindness. However,

, since seven years ago, he didn’t know whether he forgot about the existence of such a pomegranate forest or simply had no interest in it. He has not been here again.

In fact, he should be interested this year, but with so many things going on recently, and the emotional agitation during this period, he actually forgot about this matter, and in the end she still asked him to come... In fact, seven years

He had thought before that he would bring her to see this place every April, share his blooming sparks together, and tell her by the way that his life was as bright as a spark...

However, in the end, they still put it aside for seven years. There has never been an April that belonged to them in these seven years. This is the first one, but unexpectedly, she is still not by his side. Is it fate?

As he thought this, the corners of his lips felt a little astringent and his chest felt a little tingly.

The three fathers and sons picked flowers and leaves together, and made specimens for the little princess. The little prince was not interested in these. Seeing the red flowers in his eyes, the little prince's face turned red. He didn't want to waste time and pulled out the little sword without thinking.

Practice dancing. Although he is small, he has long arms and legs. He still reveals a royal nobility in his bones, and his body is light and powerful. His sword dance is very beautiful, even comparable to the pomegranate flower.

Yu Wen Can's face was calm and he stopped and looked at it for a moment, a little proud, but when the little prince paused for breath, he walked over and personally demonstrated and guided him, "Xian'er, the most important thing to avoid when practicing dance is lack of energy and strength.

Your steps are unsteady. Although you are young, you cannot muddle through these things. You must do your best with all your energy and energy since childhood."

As he spoke, he waved the sword in his hand with a powerful and domineering momentum, without any gaps. Every move was so perfect that the little prince thought he was seeing a god.

Just as the two were dancing with their swords, Rong Huazheng came back, panting, as if she had exerted a lot of effort. The little princess saw it from a distance and cheered, "Queen Mother!"

Yu Wencan felt her breath one step earlier than the little princess. The sword paused in the middle of the dance. He ignored the little prince's longing eyes, touched his head and returned the sword to him, and said gently: "Go back to the palace.

I'll teach you later." The little prince thought that this half was just the amount he could remember. He wouldn't be able to remember more, so he didn't bother with it. He nodded obediently and took the sword.

"Mother!" The little princess ran over happily. Yu Wencan just handed the sword to his son. When Rong Huazheng came over, he turned back and said, "You're back?"

"Well, hoo..." Rong Huazheng smiled at Yu Wencan, and regardless of her daughter's protesting eyes, she put her arm around Yu Wencan's waist.

Warmth and softness suddenly filled her chest. Yu Wencan was startled for a moment, but a gentle smile appeared on his face. He gently broke away from her entangled hands, hugged her waist in an unusually natural way and touched her face.

Son, "What's wrong?"

"Huh, okay, so tired..." She softly let him support her with her weight.

Yu Wencan let her sit next to him, frowned when he saw that she was sweating profusely from exhaustion, and took out a piece of silk to wipe her sweat. She gasped and reached out to grab his hand, "It doesn't matter, I, let's go..."

"Huh, I'm so exhausted that it's difficult to even say a complete sentence.

"Don't talk yet." Yu Wencan said with a frown, worried that she would choke on him.

After hearing this, Rong Huazheng didn't dare to speak obediently. She opened her mouth and gasped. Yu Wencan looked at her helplessly, but his eyes were filled with a shallow tenderness. After a while, Rong Huazheng finally stopped panting.

Yu Wencan was about to talk to her, but Rong Huazheng didn't say anything, took his hand and ran away.

"Father, Queen and Queen!" the little princess who was left behind quickly chased after her while shouting, "Where are you going?"

Ronghua Zheng stomped his feet and said, "Xianer Zhuer, you stay here."

"Where are you going? Can I go too?" The little princess coquettishly said, "Mother, my brother and I will go too!"

"There is no need to discuss." Rong Huazheng delicately hugged Yu Wencan's waist and said resolutely: "You stay here."

Yu Wencan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, "Zheng'er?"

She shook her head, stood up on tiptoes and pecked his lips with a smile, "Don't talk yet."

He had no choice but to let her go.

"Why can't my brother and I follow?" The little princess was still unwilling to give in. She looked at the two of them making love with her big eyes and asked slyly: "Are you going to... kiss?"

Yu Wencan was slightly sunburned, and his handsome face swept away the gloom, making him look dazzling.

Rong Huazheng glared at her daughter and pinched her cheek, "You care where we go? Today belongs to me and your father, no one can get involved!" She said that, regardless of the two children's reactions, she did not go.

Looking at Yu Wencan, I don’t know how beautiful Yu Wencan’s expression is at this moment,

She turned her head in another direction and shouted loudly: "Mr.
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