Chapter 226

Ji Lian hooked her lips at night, lifted her clothes and walked forward quickly. She dragged Shen Lianyu out of Shen Zhiqiao's arms, "such a big man, you're still holding him. Are you sorry?!"

"I let my mother hug me. What's the matter? I want my mother to hug me." Shen Lianyu said, opening his hand and extending it to Shen Zhiqiao.

Ji Lian didn't follow at night. She simply held his legs and lifted him up at once. Her knees bent out of his shoulders.

Shen Lianyu was not afraid at all. He he laughed and was not afraid of the chaos of death. He waved to Shen Zhiqiao excitedly, "I want my mother to hold, I want my mother to hold!"

"Smelly boy!" Ji Lian scolded at night. Her eyes narrowed and her feet moved forward quickly.

"Ah... So fast..." Shen Lianyu shouted happily, "hurry up, father Lian, hurry up..."

"..." Ji Lian looked black at night.

Shen Zhiqiao smiled behind them, the naughty child.

"Look at the emperor and the young master. I don't know. I thought they were father and son." his voice was gentle.

Shen Zhiqiao's cheeks stiffened, looked at him, and then smiled gently, "an Taiyi said and smiled. Shen'er and the emperor are very different in appearance and temperament. How can he be like father and son."

An Cheng is an official of the imperial Hospital of Xiliang state. In Xiliang state, he is the second in terms of medical skills, and no one dares to be the first.

Even Yu's illness is thanks to his careful treatment.

Facing him, Shen Zhiqiao always has a feeling of gratitude.

An Cheng looks elegant and clean, full of bookish anger. Hearing her retort, she smiled faintly. "Does the girl really think that my little master is very different from the emperor?"

Shen Zhiqiao was stunned. He turned his head and looked at her. He had pulled out a distance from her and was playing for a while.

For some reason, the little guy suddenly opened his mouth and bit Ji Lianye's ear. Ji Lianye slapped him. The little guy was angry and slid down his shoulder to his back to spank him.

The whole thing must be reported.

Frowned, perhaps to some extent, Ji Lianye and Lian Yu's temperament are still somewhat similar.

After all, since he was born, Lian Yu has been in contact with Ji Lian every day. It is inevitable that he is not affected by his temperament.

However, his cunning nature of revenge is quite similar to someone in his memory.

If like, it's more like someone.

When I think of someone, my heart is stuffy again. Shen Zhiqiao looks at the front, but his eyes are very empty.

Even Shen Lianyu called her a few times in front of her, but she didn't hear it.

An Cheng couldn't help reminding, "girl, I'm calling you..."

Shen Zhiqiao took back his mind. He blinked and saw a naughty monkey crying to her.

His expression softened, he nodded to an Cheng and stepped up.

An Cheng watched her come forward. Ji Lian put Bo nianshen in the middle of the two at night. The three walked side by side and were happy. It really felt like a family.

Frown, but the girl's mind doesn't seem to be on the emperor.

Over the past five years, the emperor has tried his best and considered her carefully.

From dressing and eating to body and mood, it can be described as meticulous.

It's also like having a son. They get along and have no identity restrictions at all. Let me make trouble.

He sighed softly.

Anyone can see what the emperor thinks of the girl, but the girl deliberately doesn't feel it and hasn't responded.

"An Cheng, if you slow down, you'll walk back by yourself later!" Ji Lian's arrogant voice came from the front.

An Cheng was an exciting spirit. When he left the palace, the Emperor didn't ride a horse, but took a carriage.

The carriage that the girl took when she came was rushed by the emperor as soon as he came. I think the purpose is to take it with her.

The bodyguard who came to protect the girl was also driven away.

The reason why I let him follow me was that I almost drove when I wanted to come.

He wiped the black line on his forehead and ran up. He didn't want to go back. When he took it to the ground, his legs would be gone.

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At night.

After dealing with the affairs of the previous dynasty, Ji Lian withdrew from the attendants and came alone to the palace room specially prepared for her after he ascended the throne. She deliberately refused to let the palace maids guarding the outside pass the news, so she crossed her legs and walked in.

The two people inside seemed to be whispering something. Ji Lian's thin lips raised at night and walked over with a light step. She raised her hand to push open the door of the inner room, but the sound from inside made him pause his movements.

"Son, shall we get out of here and go home?"

Lian Yu looked at her and said, "go home? Isn't this our home?"

Shen Zhiqiao rubbed his head and sat opposite him. After thinking for a while, he said, "did your mother tell you that there are four countries in the world, Xiliang, northern Liao, Nanjun and... Dongling Dynasty."

"..." Lian Yu put one foot on her leg and nodded.

Shen Zhiqiao could not stop looking at him for a moment, but shook his head, "our home is in the Dongling Dynasty..."

"Then my father is there too?" Lian Yu suddenly opened his eyes, turned his eyes and looked forward to it in his tone.

Shen Zhiqiao didn't return to him for the first time, shook his feet, then leaned over to hold him in his arms, rode on her legs, stared at him seriously, and the voice line was tempted, "does Lian yu want to see your father?"

"..." the light in Xiao Lianyu's eyes spilled out of her eyes for a moment, and then faded again. She lowered her head, shook her head stuffy, and her little head went into her neck. "Mom, I don't want to see my father, and we don't want to go back, okay?"

Shen Zhiqiao was stunned, frowned, pulled him out of a distance and looked into his eyes, "why don't you want to see him?"

Lian Yu's eyes were red, his wronged mouth was flat, his head was low and didn't speak.

"..." Shen Zhiqiao felt sad, touched his head and followed the way in a soft voice, "what's the matter? Suddenly."

Lian Yu sobbed in a low voice, his small body trembled slightly, and a pair of small hands drew lots for Shen Zhiqiao's outer shirt, which was wronged and pitiful.

Shen Zhiqiao is a little anxious. Although the little guy is skinny, he doesn't like to cry at all.

Even if I was in poor health a few years ago, I would hold her in my arms and cry with tears when the pain was severe

Reaching out and holding the tears on his face, Shen Zhiqiao kissed his forehead and deliberately said with a smile, "the golden beans have fallen. It's not like your little master Lian Yu's style. Tut Tut, it's out. Your little friends should laugh."

Lian Yu's children snorted with a red nose. The light on their long eyelashes was still shining. Bai Jinger's little face was red. A small mouth pouted. The voice line choked, but he pretended to be backbone. "I don't have it. And if they dare to laugh at me, I'll pull out their teeth one by one and become a little old man."

Shen Zhiqiao smiled and pinched his nose, "Yo, Lian Yu is so capable."

His nose was caught. Lian Yu was not breathing well. He opened his mouth and said proudly, "Lian Yu didn't shout in vain... Hoo..."

"... ha ha..." Shen Zhiqiao was amused. He loosened his hand and touched his little face lovingly. His smart face was particularly soft under the yellow halo lights. "Then little master Lian Yu told me why don't you want to go home?"

"..." Lian Yu breathed a few breaths, stretched out his small hand to pinch Shen Zhiqiao's fingers and said slowly with his small head down, "why do you want to go home? What's good at home? My father doesn't want me? I don't want to go back. It's very good here. Father Lian is very good. There are many people I know who will play with me. So I don't want to go back."

In his words, Shen Zhiqiao grasped the key point.

The heart suddenly tightened, holding his little face and asked, "son, who said your father didn't want you?"

"Isn't it?" Lian Yu's eyes are red again, and the little child has learned to be patient. "Lian Yu is almost five years old. When Lian Yu was ill, why didn't my father come to see Lian Yu? He certainly didn't want me, so Lian Yu was dying of pain, and he didn't come to see me. He didn't want me, and even Yu didn't want him!..."

"..." Shen Zhiqiao wriggled his lips, his throat seemed to be stuck with a huge thorn, pulled at the corners of his mouth, and hugged him tightly with a deep sigh, "Young master Lian Yu, your father doesn't want you. He's too busy to come to see you. The Dongling Dynasty is so far away from the Xiliang country. Your father, like your father Lian, has a lot of things to deal with every day. He's very busy... We need to understand him. He's too busy to find us. Let's find him, OK?"