"My son..."

The voice was filled with sighs and expectations, majestic and solemn.

Echoing in the illusory Xianyang Palace, it clearly came from a person's mouth, but it seemed to ring from all directions.

This is a dream. Dreams are born from the heart, and the sound has no source, which represents the hesitation in Ying Zheng's heart.

In the real world, Ying Zheng dared not reveal this truth easily, after all, Wang Yuan's reaction was completely unpredictable.

If Wang Yuan is in a dilemma and leaves, it will become the biggest joke.

Although at that point, even if Ying Zheng tied him up, he would not let him leave.

But in the dream, everything is gone.

Although I don’t know what happened, there is no doubt that everything now is illusory, only Wang Yuan and himself are real.

The only difference is that Wang Yuan thought he was unconscious.

But I knew that Wang Yuan was conscious.

It's just right to see if Wang Yuan still recognizes himself or her father's place in his heart.

Ying Zheng didn't care about these issues at first, but if he only talked about the facts, he did owe Wang Yuan a lot.

Although he was just watching the conversation between Wang Yuan and Fusu, the knife stabbed into his heart.

He is the emperor of the ages, but he is also the most failed father.

For example, the rewards I promised to have not been realized once~

Um!

It’s definitely not because I’m a little-minded person, but because I am a father, I want to train my own son!

Regardless of whether others believe it or not, Ying Zheng himself believes it!

It is reasonable and well-founded!

"son?"

Wang Yuan's figure was blurred and several question marks appeared on his face.

"Is the nest tender?"

"Stand here and don't move, I'll buy you an orange."

"Come on, be my son!"

Because the words were too outrageous, the boy didn't know how to answer, so he could only start to feel guilty.

Alas~ It’s really comfortable to be sneered!

Ying Zheng: "???"

What does this mean?

"Are you a little surprised, a little surprised, or a little unexpected?"

"Why do you have these useless expressions?"

Wang Yuan blinked in a daze, then took the initiative to float forward, flew to Ying Zheng, and stretched out his feet.

"Come on, good son! Wash your father and my feet!"

Ying Zheng: "(??dish?)!"

I'm going to...

"It's true, I've dreamed, but I still dare to dance like that in front of me. Who gave you the courage!"

"Do you know, am I really brave?"

"Brother Zheng, to be honest, I have tolerated you for a long time!"

Ying Zheng: "(??dish?)!!"

continue!

If you have the means, continue with me!

"Zheng'er, come! Let me dance a dance for your father!"

"As long as you make your father happy, I have a Jiulong Golden Pill that can extend your life for five years to give you!"

Ying Zheng: "(??dish?)!!!"

grass!

This rebellious son!

bump!

The real world is almost instinctive. The man in black robe who was standing in absent mind activates instinctively and slapped him down with a slap!

Of course, when you fall, you should still hold back your strength!

But it's just...

Just a little bit of it.

"ah!"

The slap fell, and a dreamer named Yin and Yang immediately screamed.

My head sank and hit me directly!

"Damn it! What happened...what?"

"Why did you feel beaten by a black bear?"

Wang Yuan was always blurred and barely opened his eyes.

But just as I wanted to see clearly, my eyes were full of fierce light, and there was a blurry figure standing in front of me, holding a large jar of osmanthus wine in my hand!

The candle burns and is bright everywhere.

The figure was fierce and the wooden mask on his face seemed to have cracks!

This situation seems to be a demon.

"Yin Yang people!"

"I...bah! I have been tolerating you for a long time!"

Wang Yuan: "???"

【Strange, what happened?】

【I'm traveling through time again?】

Before he could figure it out, the osmanthus wine came towards him!

Gulugulu!

Osmanthus brewed in crazily!

Wang Yuan's vision was blurred and he came drunk again.

Bang!

The wine jar is broken.

Then the man in black robe went up and prepared to have a "in-depth exchange" between father and son with Wang Yuan!

The whole process can be said to be undescribable at first, then undescribable again, then undescribable, and finally undescribable!

To sum up it up...

Kill you, the grandson of Turtle!

"ah!"

"Ahhh!"

"Ahhhh!"

It was very deep in the night and a kind of insect chirping.

There were screams in the living room, and no one around dared to approach after waking up.

After all, these sounds are so imaginative.

If it is a misunderstanding, then they will be embarrassed.

If it is not a misunderstanding, then the magistrate Wang will be very embarrassed.

After thinking about it, Uncle Ming decided not only not to go in, but also to clear the surrounding environment and not let anyone get close to him.

Yes ~

Everything is for the "lifelong happiness" of County Magistrate Wang!

It’s easy to get fire when you’re in the middle of the night, so you can’t disturb it!

If Wang Yuan recovers from soberness, he will definitely feel that this move is very confusing!

You all want to frame me!

The night passed quickly with a scream.

"Mr. Wang, are you okay?"
To be continued...