The maidservants looked funny and wanted to take him out, but no matter who stretched out their hands, they were slapped away by the grumpy little guy, screaming in their mouths, not to be touched.
Seeing his brother roll under the table, Ling Long walked to the ground calmly, closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Although Zhuge Linlang was holding a book in her hand, her eyes fell on the two children from time to time. At this time, seeing that they each had their own pastimes, it was really dumbfounding.
She has never raised a child, and she doesn't know if it is right or wrong for her to do so. In her opinion, as long as the children like it, it is not a big matter of principle, she will let it go.
At this moment, the people who are serving are all embarrassed, no one can take the little guy under the table, so they have to look at Zhuge Linlang for help.
Zhuge Linlang dropped the book and sat down on the ground as well, lying on her side and looking at the little guy.
The little guy blinked his eyes, smiled at this familiar face, his saliva flowed all over the floor, and then crawled out with his hands and feet together and pounced on Zhuge Linlang, sniffing around her.
Zhuge Linlang crossed his underarms and lifted him up, "What is your preference for running under the table? The mother and concubine will hit someone next time you run inside!"
The little guy is only five months old, how can he understand his mother? Just silly at her.
Ling Chuyao happened to see this scene when he came in. His wife held up his son Yan Yan and laughed, while his daughter fell asleep by the side, which made his heart feel so warm.
"Zhan Er is naughty again today?"
Zhuge Linlang said: "I don't know when I contracted the problem. I always like to drill under the table. The girls can't find anyone if they don't pay attention."
Ling Chuyao hugged her son, glared at him and said, "You are not allowed to be so naughty in the future!"
Ling Zhan kicked his father's face.
"..."
Finally, when the son got tired from playing, the couple handed the siblings to the newly-found nanny. Ling Chuyao didn't get up, and embraced Zhuge Linlang and just lay down on the ground covered with animal fur.
Zhuge Linlang pushed him, "What does the subordinate look like?"
Ling Chuyao turned over and pressed people under him, "They won't come in."
It's rare that Zhuge Linlang didn't want to quarrel with him over this little thing when the couple had such a leisurely time, so he didn't say anything.
In the past few years, when the court sealed the pen, Ling Chuyao was truly free. It's just that the condemnation of the previous two children has only scared the master behind the scenes, and has not received real results.
Dai Hao has also been obedient recently, except that he is going back to the palace, and every move is not able to get the slightest handle, but even so, wanting to fix him is just a matter of mood.
I was thinking of keeping people for a period of time. Who knew that at the New Year's Eve palace banquet, some people couldn't help but come out and die.
On New Year’s Eve, Ling Chuyao ordered the two children to be brought into the palace with her two children tightly covered. Although it is the twelfth lunar month in the winter, the emperor cannot violate the holy order if he wants to see his grandchildren, right
When the banquet opened, Emperor Xuan Le came over with Ling Zhan in his arms, making a group of princes and princesses almost blushing with envy.
Ling Nanyao was also one of the almost red-eyed members.
Years ago, he asked Ling Qianyao to find a way to get rid of Ling Chuyao. Who knew that Ling Qianyao had caused the Yue Guo Gong Mansion before he did it, so that he didn't dare to act rashly. Now he sees Emperor Xuan Le holding Ling Chuyao’s eldest son with that name in his heart. The jealous viper crawled out again.
but…
His gaze stayed on Zhuge Linlang's face, and then he smiled, believing that after tonight, the Chu Palace will soon become lively.
Although this day is said to be a family banquet, how can there be no singing and dancing in places with emperors? When Ling Nanyao saw that it was almost time, he stood up and said to Emperor Xuanle: "Father, my son has met a woman by chance recently. Her dance is a marvellous dance. My son has the courage to bring her in with him when he enters the palace. ."
Emperor Xuan Le got interested when he heard that, "It just so happens that I am a little tired, let her come out and have a look!"
Ling Nanyao responded, but before leaving the temple, he glanced at the Chu couple and Zhuge Linlang had an unknown premonition.
Not long after, a few palace attendants carried a big drum in and placed it in the middle of the hall. Everyone in the hall looked at the drum and didn't know what Ling Nanyao meant.
The quiet hall was broken by the sound of a piano, followed by the sound of various musical instruments one after another. The sound of the music contained clank, which was a bit more powerful than the previous soft and weak music.
As the music grew louder, a section of Ling Luo flew in from the outside and curled up on the beam, and a woman in red came into the sight of everyone. Everyone saw her floating lightly on the big drum, and the drum made a "boom" sound.
Everyone was attracted by the woman on the drum. Only Ling Chuyao unconsciously squeezed the wine glass in his hand when she saw the woman. Although it was quickly released, Zhuge Linlang still noticed.
She looked at the center of the hall, and the figure of the woman was turning sharply with the sound of more and more piercing music, and the drumhead under her feet also found a dull sound, which did not sound like a strange smell.
The woman stopped shortly, until the music stopped, Emperor Xuan Le realized that the show was over, and shouted after returning to her senses.
Ling Nanyao smiled slightly, it seemed that Emperor Xuanle liked this dance very much, but his purpose was not the emperor.
After the dancing girl finished dancing, she glided past Ling Chuyao with a look in her eyes before leaving the hall. When she looked closely, it seemed to be an illusion.
Because of this dance, the atmosphere of the banquet was pushed toward the banquet. In the middle, Ling Chuyao made an excuse to drank too much and went out of the hall to sober up.
Chengen Hall was not far from the Imperial Garden. After leaving the hall, Ling Chuyao walked straight to the Imperial Garden. From a distance, he saw a man in a red cloak standing under the big tree. The cold wind blew by and lifted up a few strands of her hair. Silk, taking advantage of the moonlight and Baixue behind her, was unexpectedly beautiful.
The woman heard footsteps behind her, and it was no surprise that she turned around and saw someone coming.
"Lord."
Ling Chuyao's expression couldn't say whether it was joy or something else. He opened his mouth and only called, "Hua Chang."
Huashang looked at the more and more handsome man in front of him, and thought of what happened to him over the years. If he hadn't left Yanjing that year, he would have married him, right? Even if it is a concubine, it is his person anyway.
It's just that the world is unpredictable.
"Where have you been these years?" Ling Chuyao asked.
Hua Shang's eyes revealed the vicissitudes of life, "Where can I go as a weak woman? I just toss and turn around and drift away."
Ling Chuyao said guiltily: "I sent someone to find you and the nanny, but I couldn't find it. Over the years, I have always felt sorry for your mother and daughter."
Hua Chang smiled, "The prince doesn't need to be guilty. Those are all things in the past, and my mother has passed away, so don't talk about it anymore."
Ling Chuyao said, "Do you have a place to live now? Why don't you follow me back to the palace."