Lu Jingtian's plan was very effective. Du Ruo was very angry. He said that it was because of Heyan wine. Yesterday, he had nothing to do with the wine. Although Lu Jingtian drank, he was not drunk to the point of being indiscriminate, not to mention that he had not spoken, but he was still very beastly. Although it was not forced, his methods were definitely not open and honest.

In fact, Du Ruo was also angry with him, why was it so useless? She remembered that she had succeeded in earning money with him five years ago, but why did she become so naughty after five years? She poked his finger and couldn't move anymore. So he succeeded again. No, I must explain it to him clearly today.

Du Ruo made up his mind for a day, and after the second half, he began to look forward to Lu Jingtian coming back soon. But she didn't want to wait until it was dark. She thought he wouldn't come back. Suddenly, Duoru laughed outside. Duoru's laughter was clean and nice. Before the little guy entered the yard, Duoru knew it was his son.

He suddenly became happy. He was about to stand up and go out to hug his son and kiss his little face. Who would have thought that as soon as he moved, his legs became weak and fell back. The consequences of indulgence were even harder to stand up and walk out.

While Du Ruo sat together, the little guy had already called his mother to rush in. Seeing Du Ruo sitting on the soft collapse under the window, the little guy rushed over. His little body jumped into Du Ruo's arms, hooked his mother's neck and chattered about what he did today. He followed his father to the palace to kowtow to the emperor. The emperor was very kind and treated him very well. He also asked him to study and practice martial arts with the fourth prince. Then he began to talk about the fourth prince. The fourth prince led him to Lingyun Hall. There were many interesting things in Lingyun Hall, and how stupid the eunuch named Xiaoliuzi was, and he was always teased by the fourth prince, etc., as well as the study of the fourth prince's martial arts training ground in Lingyun Hall, the pond where lotus flowers are planted in Lingyun Hall, and an old osmanthus tree planted in the yard...

The little guy was obviously very excited. He hooked his mother's neck and mouth and kept talking for a while. Du Ruo knew that the little guy must have had a temper with the fourth prince and was excited because he made the first friend of the same age.

True friends can be made for a lifetime and are closer than parents. Now the little guy is young, he will tell himself everything. When he grows up, he will talk to his friends to share his worries and joys. He will even tell his closest friends what kind of girls he likes. So friends are actually more important than parents. At least Du Ruo himself thinks so, so Du Ruo is very happy for his son.

He listened patiently to his son saying that his new friends were all trivial matters, Du Ruo listened very seriously. Because he listened too seriously to his son, he ignored Lu Jingtian who came in later.

Although Lu Jingtian was calculating in his heart, he was not sure. He just arrived outside the yard and asked the little guy in first. He was one step behind and asked if there was anything wrong in Lu'an's mansion?

Lu Anduo was very serious, and he measured the master's expression and knew that he wanted to ask his wife. He hurriedly said, "Mrs. I got up late today. I got up late. I took lunch and took a rest. It took about half an hour to get up and read a book under the window." He paused, glanced at the master and whispered again, "I heard from Mrs. Liu that the lady didn't speak much for a day and didn't use much lunch. I think I was in a bad mood."

Lu Jingtian had already expected that this girl was a tough guy, and she had been tortured by herself these two nights. She probably had her temper on her forehead. This time she was waiting in the house to settle the score with her. However, the couple was just confused about the accounts, so they couldn't figure out what they could do.

Hearing the sound of the mother and the mother talking inside, Lu Jingtian stepped in, and as soon as he entered, he saw the mother and the mother hugging each other. The little guy was chattering. The child's mother was in a bad mood and was listening carefully to the little guy in her arms. There was a soft smile on the corner of her lips, and her expression was extremely gentle. Her eyes fell on the little guy in her arms, like the warm sun in winter, soft and comfortable.

But Lu Jingtian suddenly felt a stream of sour water coming out of his heart. He couldn't help but think that she had never looked at herself with such a glance. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that the boy in her arms was a little annoying, and he had reached out to carry the little guy over.

Duoduo was telling Du Ruo that his father took him to the market after coming out of the palace. The little guy had limited expression skills, and was too excited and talked very nagging. After talking for a long time in the market, he said in detail. There were shops selling at the market, what the signs were like, what the streets were, and how those who did business were shouting, and even learned a few times. Du Ruo listened to his tender voice but learned a good look, and couldn't help but feel funny. He thought that her son was really talented, and if he was in modern times, he might not have been able to have an imitation show.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly, Du Ruo subconsciously looked up and saw Lu Jingtian. The moment he saw it, the smile on Du Ruo's face froze. Subconsciously, he pursed his lips and said, "What are you doing?" His tone was quite unkind.

Lu Jingtian was not annoyed, and his eyes fell from her face to her arm. Because she was a bride, she was wearing a light silk red homely dress today, with a big collar and wide sleeves. It was probably because she was not wearing a middle sleeve inside. It was okay for her to put down her hands. If she lifted up, the wide sleeves would slide down and reveal a piece of Snow-shuang's forearm. From Lu Jingtian's perspective, she couldn't help but remember that last night, these arms were pushed or beat, hit or scratched. As she moved, she gradually became weak. In the end, she could only climb her arms softly and begged her to spare her...

Thinking of this, Lu Jingtian suddenly felt a irritable fire rising from his dantian, and instantly condensed into a place, swelling a little painful and his eyes were a little dim.

When Du Ruo saw his hungry wolf-like virtue, he didn't know what this guy was thinking about, he lived for two lifetimes in vain. The anger that had just been diluted by the surprise of his son's return rushed up, but it was difficult to make a fuss with him in front of his son. He had to snort coldly and reach out to take Duoduo back.

Unexpectedly, her arms were sore and she couldn't help but groan. Although Duoduo was careful, she was fine. When she heard her mother's muffled, she knew that her mother was uncomfortable. She got out of her father's arms and turned around and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with her mother?"

The son suddenly asked, and Du Ruo blushed. Seeing that his mother's face turned red, Du Ruo became more and more nervous. He reached out and touched Du Ruo's face and was frightened: "Mom is sick and her face is so hot. I'll go find my godfather." As he said that, he was about to run out.
Chapter completed!