"Come here!" A cold and solemn voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the old Marquis' explanation.
Zhan Beihan's face was dark and sullen, his sharp and cold eyes swept across Xiao Lingyue and her son, and soon fell on Han Han. He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Have you grown up? What are you yelling at here!"
"Dad, why are you here too?" Han Han was as surprised as if he had discovered a new world.
Beibei, who was hugging Xiao Lingyue and not letting go, also looked towards Zhan Beihan after hearing this.
The big, calm, dark eyes under the mask opened slightly.
This person...is Han Han's father?
"Did you just see me?" Zhan Beihan laughed angrily.
"You are hiding aside and saying nothing, so how can I see you?" Han Han retorted unconvinced, and soon saw the princes at the same table, Prince Xiang and Prince Cheng, whose handsome little faces burst into smiles.
He ran over, leaned on the table and said with a sweet smile: "Uncle Huang, Uncle Xiang Wang, Uncle Cheng Wang, it turns out you are all here, what a coincidence!"
Many guests dared not breathe, and their hearts were in turmoil.
Sure enough, they admitted their mistake.
This is the lawless little overlord of Prince Yi's Mansion!
"It's a coincidence." The prince pinched his little face lovingly: "I heard that you had a fight with your father and ran out alone. The emperor is very worried about you."
Han Han blinked: "Uncle, I am not alone. I am with my mother and brother."
"Where did you get your mother?!" Zhan Beihan shouted coldly.
"If you don't find a mother for me, I will find one myself, and I will have a lovely little brother." Hanhan shook his head proudly.
"Stupid! What's the use of looking for him?" Zhan Beihan hit his son rudely: "I have to say so."
Han Han puffed up his cheeks: "It doesn't matter what you say, it's what the emperor's grandfather says! Anyway, I have chosen my mother. If you don't agree, I will go to the palace to find the emperor's grandfather. He loves me so much, so he will definitely agree.
mine!"
Zhan Beihan: "..."
Not to mention, so far, Hanhan is the only grandson of Emperor Zhaoming.
He also looks exactly like King Yi.
Elders are always related to each other across generations, even in the royal family.
Emperor Zhaoming loved him as much as his eyes hurt. He used to change his diapers himself and led him hand in hand to learn to walk, but he was not so devoted to his own son.
Han Han is five years old this year. He has lived in the palace more than in Prince Yi's Mansion, and he has been used to mischief in the Imperial Study Room since he was a child.
If he went to pester Emperor Zhaoming and tried a few more times, he might actually succeed.
"I see that your skin is itchy!"
Zhan Beihan stood up angrily and reached out to catch him: "If you dare to pressure your imperial grandfather, believe it or not, I will break your legs!"
"Mom, save me, dad is going to break my legs!" Han Han ran to Xiao Lingyue and hid behind her.
Xiao Lingyue blocked him subconsciously.
Zhan Beihan was so angry that he slapped the table and said, "Come out here!"
"I won't!" Han Han grabbed Xiao Lingyue's sleeves and exposed half of her face. She was so angry: "I have a mother, and she will protect me! Don't even think about spanking me!"
Zhan Beihan was so angry that the veins on his forehead jumped.
He had nothing to do with his son, so he turned his anger directly on Xiao Lingyue's head.
Leng Han's sharp gaze pierced like a sharp sword: "Miss Shen San, what kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into my son's son? How dare you trick him into accepting you as your mother?!"
Everyone looked at Xiao Lingyue with unknown meaning.
The little prince is only five years old this year.
Although he is smart and precocious, he is still a child after all.
Children are easily deceived by thoughtful people and have no idea what they mean by "mother".
As for who this caring person is...except Miss Shen San, there is no one else. Popular "" This chapter has been completed!