Your Majesty, Be at Ease

He Mingzhao walked so fast that the black-clothed guards who followed him here didn't have time to follow him. They didn't show up until he left, and followed him over the wall.

Jian Jin watched them leave helplessly.

He Mingzhao is...he has the airs of the emperor, and he is embarrassed after being recognized?

"Father, Daddy doesn't seem very happy to see me." Jian Xun was a little depressed. He followed Jian Jin to look at people with mental power since he was a child, and he could feel that He Mingzhao didn't like him.

"He doesn't know that you are his child, that's why he is like this. If he knows that you are his child, he must like you." Jian Jin said.

People on this planet still attach great importance to future generations, and he felt that He Mingzhao would not dislike Jian Xun.

but……

Jian Jin pinched his son's nose: "Why are you awake in the middle of the night?"

Jian Xun knows how to restrain his mental strength. Before that, he was busy treating He Mingzhao, so he didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation... When He Mingzhao took off his clothes, he suddenly found that Jian Xun was still awake, and he was really shocked.

"I want to see daddy." Jian Xun was a little depressed.

Children always want to be close to their parents, Jian Jin didn't blame him, and hugged him: "Tomorrow night, we will have a good chat with your father."

Jian Xun immediately cheered up.

But He Mingzhao was not very happy at this time.

Before he came to Jian Jin, he was in a great mood and was full of anticipation for this night.

But the subsequent development did not develop as he expected.

Jian Jin rejected him and even recognized him.

Jian Jin knew who he was from the very beginning, and even said that he admired him.

Hearing this, he was actually a little happy at first, but soon after, he saw Jian Jin's son.

He already knew that Jian Jin had a son, but he never wanted to see this child. After all, Jian Jin had a son with someone else.

He didn't expect that he would see the child so suddenly, let alone that the child would resemble him so much.

He Mingzhao returned to the palace soon, and began to sort out the little things that happened since he met Jian Jin.

Jian Jin was a variable in his life. The first time he saw Jian Jin, he felt that Jian Jin was different, and couldn't help but treat Jian Jin differently.

As for Jian Jin, his attitude towards him was also unusual.

He fell in love with Jian Jin at first sight, what about Jian Jin?

Who doesn't know that he kills like hemp?But Jian Jin smiled at him the first time he saw him.

Later, at the Qionglin Banquet, he killed people in public, and Jian Jin was not afraid at all, and he still cared about him afterwards.

After waiting, he went to find Jian Jin at night, and Jian Jin's response was even more enthusiastic.

For Jian Jin to do this, he must have fallen in love with him at first sight, but why did Jian Jin fall in love at first sight?

Jian Jin's son looks so much like him!

He Mingzhao felt his head hurt a little.

"Jian Jin is good to his son?" He Mingzhao asked the black-clothed guard beside him.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The black-clothed guard said.

They had given He Mingzhao a copy of Jian Jin's information before, and that information only briefly described Jian Jin's situation. After reading it, He Mingzhao was not satisfied, so they asked them to continue to investigate.

Now, they have released pigeons to send news to Jiangnan, asking them to check on Jian Jin. At the same time, they also found many people who knew Jian Jin in the capital to inquire about Jian Jin's situation.

The time was too short, and they didn't get much information, but they did figure out what Jian Jin did after he came to the capital.

Most of the students who came to catch the exam, after arriving in the capital, went to socialize with other students, made a name for themselves, and even visited some officials, but Jian Jin did not do this.

He has been at home with the children.

When he goes out occasionally, he often takes the child with him, and always hugs him.

Everyone in the world loves grandchildren but not children. Jian Jin's love for his son is obvious.

It was also because he always took his children out. When people asked about his wife, they found out that his wife was missing. It was said that his wife looked very much like his son.

At the same time, a few people including Sun Yuji once wanted to be a matchmaker for Jian Jin, but Jian Jin always disagreed. As for liking men... Judging from Jian Jin's behavior, he couldn't tell at all.

"Who is responsible for staring at Jian Jin?" He Mingzhao asked.

Commander Zhou reported several names.

"Is anyone in the palace?"

Commander Zhou announced another name.

Jian Jin immediately had someone call the man over, and asked, "You should have seen Jian Jin's son, who do you think he looks like?"

The black-clothed guard was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "It's a bit like Your Majesty."

Jian Jin's son is a bit like He Mingzhao, and the black-clothed guard who went to stare at Jian Jin had already discovered it.

But He Mingzhao had always been indifferent, but that child was very fond of laughing. The child was still very young and chubby, so they felt that maybe they had misunderstood it.

In addition, what He Mingzhao had always asked was what Jian Jin was doing, so they didn't bother to report it.

"Get out!" He Mingzhao said, unconsciously pushing his mental strength towards his side.

The black-clothed guard was inexplicably afraid, and left in a hurry. Even Commander Zhou felt a strong oppression at this time, feeling like he couldn't stay by He Mingzhao's side any longer.

He Mingzhao said: "You guys go out too."

Commander Zhou led his people and retreated.

As soon as he left, He Mingzhao drew out a knife and chopped it directly on a pillar.

A few days ago, he rested well, and the redness in his eyes disappeared a lot, but at this moment, his eyes were red again.

After finally sharpening the knife, the blade curled up again.

A person like him is not worthy of being liked by others. Could it be that Jian Jin likes him because...he looks like Jian Jin's wife?

Or, is there another reason?

No matter what, Jian Jin had a child who looked very much like him by his side, and fell in love with him at first sight, it was too strange.

He Mingzhao vented a bit, and added a lot of knife marks to his bedroom.

If it was in the past, he would have been ill at this time, but now he is not ill and feels pretty good.

Even after putting down the knife in his hand, he was still a little sleepy.

He Mingzhao didn't have trouble with himself, he lay down and fell asleep, and before going to sleep, he thought of Jian Jin again.

If it was in the past, he might have arrested Jian Jin and questioned him clearly.

But now, he didn't want to ask.

He is not going to live long, Jian Jin can use him as a substitute, or he has ulterior motives, as long as he can please him and make him happy, he doesn't need to delve into it.

He Mingzhao fell asleep.

However, when he woke up the next morning, he still felt deeply unwilling.

Jian Jin should belong to him obviously, why does he have a wife?

And he might have been treated differently by Jian Jin just because he looked like Jian Jin's wife.

This is a shame and humiliation to anyone, let alone he is the emperor, but if he really wanted to make him ignore Jian Jin, he couldn't do it.

During the day, He Mingzhao still dealt with a lot of court affairs, and when night fell, he went out as usual.

He put on a black outfit, covered his face, and left the palace quietly with other black-clothed guards.

At this time, Jian Jin and Jian Xun were busy in the kitchen together.

"Your father is mentally violent. He has had a bad time in the past few years and is very thin. Let's make him some delicious food and let him replenish his body." Jian Jin said.

"En!" Jian Xun nodded earnestly, grabbed a handful of straw, folded it in half, stuffed it into the stove hole, and stuffed it with a dried branch to help Jian Jin light the fire.

His hands and feet are not long, even a little out of reach, but he works very hard and looks very cute.

Jian Jin stretched out his spiritual power, wrapped Jian Xun's spiritual power, and kneaded it vigorously.

Jian Xun's little face turned red after being rubbed.

At this time, Jian Jin had already prepared several dishes.

Five years ago, Jian Jin had no seasoning, ingredients, or even kitchen utensils, so he couldn't cook well, so he could only get some food for He Mingzhao, but it's different now.

In the past few years, he has traveled around and eaten in many restaurants. Relying on his mental strength, he even secretly learned a lot of cooking skills.

Cooking is really easy for him who has a photographic memory, so Jian Jin's cooking skills are pretty good now, but he doesn't like cooking, so he usually doesn't do it.

Stir-frying and cooking are all oily and salty, and there are a lot of things to wash. Sometimes he would rather endure it than cook.

You must know that in modern times, he doesn't have to do anything, there are several robots who concentrate on serving him!

Jian Jin quarreled about a few dishes, thought for a while, and moved the Eight Immortals table for eating into his room.

The small round table in his room is too small to fit many things, and he cooks a lot of dishes, so it would be better to move an Eight Immortals table to put the dishes in.

Just as Jian Jin was getting ready, He Mingzhao came.

As soon as He Mingzhao came, he saw Jian Jin sitting at the table, looking at him with a smile, his expression was as gentle as ever, as if nothing happened yesterday.

On the stool next to him, Jian Jin's son was still sitting, and that child, who was only two or three years old, was looking at him curiously.

Jian Jin already knew his identity... He Mingzhao tore off his mask, and then glared at Jian Xun.

Jian Xun suddenly felt a little wronged——his mother, no, his father was not happy to see him at all, and all his energy went to his father, but not to him at all.

His father doesn't seem to like him.

Jian Xun's mental strength caught on to He Mingzhao's mental strength, and he began to roll around depressedly, still clinging to He Mingzhao's spiritual strength.

Seeing Jian Xun's aggrieved appearance, He Mingzhao always felt a little uncomfortable, and even wanted to coax the child.

This kid was so much like him, he was inevitably influenced by something.

When He Mingzhao thought of this, he became even more displeased. At this time, Jian Jin started to ask He Mingzhao to eat: "I didn't go out today. I made this myself. Try it and see if it suits your appetite."

He had already reported to the Imperial Academy, but he took a few days off and planned to go back to work in a few days, so he didn't go out today.

"En." He Mingzhao sat down at the table, glanced at Jian Xun, then looked at Jian Jin lightly: "This is your son? What's his name?"

"Yes." Jian Jin said, "His name is Jian Xun."

"En." He Mingzhao responded, and took out a jade pendant to Jian Xun: "This is a meeting gift."

Jian Xun took the jade pendant, and immediately showed a smiling face towards He Mingzhao, with deep dimples: "Thank you, Daddy!"