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Wang was thirsty, holding him in one hand and drinking tea in the other, he didn't pay attention at first.He didn't lower his head until he felt his son's four-month-old little hand pat his stomach vigorously.

"What's wrong with Xiaobao? Why did you hit the father? Oh... what is Xiaobao doing, do you still want to get into the father's stomach?" Wang looked very funny as his son arched his head and pushed himself hard. Drilling into his belly, he hugged him, looked straight into his big eyes, and said jokingly.

But Wang Yan seemed a little unhappy, struggling with his short limbs, his big head was still looking down, and his calves were still kicking back and forth, as if he still wanted to get back on Wang's legs.

The king saw that his son was unhappy, so he had to let him go back again.Unexpectedly, as soon as Wang Yan returned to his lap, she immediately leaned down on him with her small body, and her big head was stuck to his stomach again.

Then the little guy squinted his eyes contentedly, spitting bubbles in his mouth, and stretched out his little hands comfortably to play with the clothes on Wang's belly.

Wang shook his head helplessly, not knowing what was going on with his son, so he let him go.

But he didn't know that his son's mental power, which was several levels higher than his, was now excitedly touching and communicating with another wave of slightly weaker mental waves.

Because when Yam left, this faint spiritual wave had just entered and hadn't formed yet, so he didn't notice it.And now, a month has passed, and this mental wave has slowly grown stronger, and it was detected by Wang Yan's weak mental power.

Wang didn't notice anything.

"Hong Lin, when are you coming back?"

Wang thought of his lover who was not knowing where he was now, and couldn't help but sighed softly in his heart.

"Ahhh-"

Jing Yuan-Jun opened his mouth and yelled in horror, but the sound he made was like steam coming from his throat, indistinct and vague, even he couldn't hear it clearly.

He covered his neck in panic, his eyes widened, and his legs were weak.

"You don't have to be so nervous." Yam patted him on the shoulder casually, and said, "As long as your voice does not exceed three decibels, you can make it. Oh, I forgot you don't know what decibels are. Well, just keep your voice down." Speaking, it's almost like me."

Jing Yuanjun was very nervous.His mansion is both fortified, and there are guards he brought from Koryo and a large number of guards hired by him every day. The patrol route is changed every three days, just to prevent his uncle Wang who is far away in Koryo from learning from him. , sent an assassin to assassinate him.Unexpectedly, after seeing off Lord Chi Meng tonight, he turned around and went back to the study, when he was stopped by this man who appeared out of nowhere.

Moreover, this person was extremely bold, neither covering his face nor wearing night clothes, just wearing ordinary clothes, leisurely as if he was at his own home.

This, this is meeting an expert, life is at stake...

Jing Yuan-jun wailed in his heart, and said in a trembling hoarse voice: "This big, big, big..."

Yam said: "I'm not an adult."

"That's great, hero..." Mr. Jing Yuan lived in the Central Plains for a long time, and knew that there were many martial arts masters in the Central Plains, which were not comparable to Koryo warriors.

Yam has been speaking Chinese, and his appearance can't tell whether he is Han or Korean, so Jing Yuanjun doesn't know his identity.

Yam said: "Master Jingyuan, you don't have to be nervous. My money is a little tight recently, and I want to borrow some money from you."

When Mr. Jing Yuan heard that he was just seeking money, he breathed a sigh of relief, immediately put on a smiling face, and said cautiously: "The hero is inconvenient, so just say so. I will order someone to bring you money."

Yam reached out and touched his acupuncture points.Just now, while trying to get him to talk, I used the mental wave to explore his brain, and when he was relaxed just now, I immediately invaded and scanned it.

So this guy's plan is like this...

Yam knew what he was thinking, and stared at him with his eyes, casting a spiritual hint.

Jing Yuanjun's eyes immediately went into a trance, walked to the desk and sat down, picked up a pen and paper.

Yam helped him grind ink, watched him write several letters, and sealed them in envelopes.

Yam patted him on the shoulder and praised: "Good job. Don't forget to send these three important letters, and forget about tonight."

Jing Yuanjun nodded blankly.

Yam secretly lamented that the spiritual power of ancient humans was too poor, and he could be easily controlled by others, which made him feel very unfulfilled.

He spread out his mental wave, moved away from Jing Yuanjun's study, and returned to the inn.

Jing Yuanjun was in a daze for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn't remember what he had just done.But when he looked down and saw the three secret letters in his hand, his eyes became confused again, and he summoned an emissary to deliver the letters.

Those three letters were written by Mr. Jingyuan under the hint of Yam.One was sent to Park Seung-ki who was far away in Koryo, one was to a very secret confidant of him in the Koryo court, and the other was written to a minister with a close relationship and a relatively subtle position in the Yuan court.

Yam went back to the inn and thought about his plan carefully, there should be no problem.But now, in order to destroy Mr. Jing Yuan's conspiracy and let him suffer the consequences, he can't be killed quickly, but he has to stay in Dadu for a while to deal with the matter.

This unexpected change forced Yam to change his original plan.He wanted to write a letter to Wang, telling him not to worry, but to wait for himself.But the official way cannot be used, and Park Seung-ki is in charge of the secret line from Dadu to Goryeo. If this letter is sent from the Goryeo secret hall in Dadu, there is a [-]% chance that it will end up in the hands of Park Seung-ki.

Yam didn't want to scare the snake away, so after thinking about it, he had to give up.I can't help but secretly complain that the means of communication in ancient society are backward, and there is no way to communicate in time.It's a pity that Wang's spiritual power is not strong enough, otherwise the two of them can call directly, which would be more convenient than various technologies.

Because he had to monitor Kyung Won-kun's actions in Dadu, and at the same time wait for the reply from Park Seung-gi and Minister Goryeo, Yam calculated.It would take more than half a month for the letter sent by Mr. Jingyuan under his hint to be sent to Korea, even by sea.And the people over there act according to the instructions, and then reply back, I am afraid it will take more than two months.

And the most important thing is that the general he suspected last time that he colluded with Lord Jing Yuan is also in the secret book of Lord Jing Yuan.

It doesn't matter to the others, but this general holds military power, and if he doesn't handle it well, it will bring a lot of trouble to the king.And... this person's surname is Li.

Although Yam can't remember the name of the general surnamed Lee who usurped Wang's Goryeo and established Lee's Joseon in the official history, it doesn't hurt to be careful.

In the blink of an eye, July is the hottest season in summer, whether it is Dadu or Korea.

Everyone in the Goryeo Palace, including the maids and inner palaces, all put on cool summer shirts.

Wang is in a bad mood recently.

In the scorching summer, it was easy to be irritable, but Hong Lin had been away for more than two months, but there was no news for a long time.And recently, his son has been pestering him more and more, Wang is also a little tired and irritable while he is happy.

Xiao Wang Yan has recently developed a new habit, that is, he likes to play on his father's stomach.If you don't let him do this, you will cry and make noise, and you will be very wronged.

The king had no choice but to satisfy his wish as much as possible whenever he was with his son.

But don't forget it's summer now...

In such a hot midsummer, everyone was so hot that they wished they could soak in the cool spring water for twelve hours a day. No matter how much Wang loved the child, he couldn't stand his warm, chubby body always sticking to his body.

"Xiaobao, aren't you hot?"

Wang sat cross-legged in front of the low table, holding a memorial in his hand, looking at his son nestled in front of him and clinging to his body, he said helplessly.

Xiaoshizi didn't know if he understood what his father said.Holding a beautiful hexagonal bell ball in his hand, he sat in his father's arms and had a great time playing. His small body would pounce forward for a while to catch the memorial on the table, and then he would lean back on his father's body for a while to grab it. Pat the father's stomach.

Wang was a little upset by his disturbance.But once the child is taken away, he will cry loudly, and he can't be coaxed.

Once Wang was in a bad mood, and when he heard little Wang Yan's crying, he was not in the mood to comfort him, so he said irritably, "Let him cry! When will he cry enough and when will he rest!"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wang Yan seemed to understand, and his crying became louder in an instant.So he kept crying and crying for nearly an hour, his little voice became hoarse from crying, and the queen who heard the news and coaxed him for a long time was so distressed that he personally carried him to beg the king.

Wang is also distressed.Hearing his son's small voice, he regretted it a long time ago, but he couldn't hold back his face, so he had to walk around anxiously in the next room, not daring to go to the son's room.It happened that the queen came to beg him with the child in her arms, and she had a step down, so she took over Xiao Wang Yan.

Once in his arms, Xiao Wang Yan stopped crying immediately, her big eyes were full of tears, her small mouth was still twitching, and she looked at Wang more wronged than wronged.

Wang felt so guilty that he hugged his son and never let go.

The queen was so jealous.But no matter how jealous in his heart, he still complimented him with a smile on his face: "Your Highness and Xiao Shizi have such a good relationship. The concubine, my own mother, can only be ranked behind His Highness."

Wang got cheap and wanted to be good. He sighed with a smile, a little proud and a little proud, and said: "I don't know what's going on with this kid, even if he likes to pester me, I can't help it. Alas, children can't be spoiled. Be tough on him."

The queen's attitude towards the king was a bit ironic, and she suddenly felt that her husband was also very childish.Speaking of doting, isn't he the most doting child?

After this time, Wang never dared to ignore his son easily.As long as the little guy cries, he must be held in his arms and coaxed, no matter what he is doing at the time.

Fortunately, the little guy hadn't woken up when he went to court, and he would put the child to sleep before handling political affairs, so the little prince made trouble, but it still couldn't delay his big affairs.

It's just that at this time every afternoon, he is either reading the memorial or writing and drawing.With such a pestering little guy by his side, it was inevitable that he would get in the way.

And most importantly, it was too hot to hold such a small moving stove in my arms.

Wang's clothes were stuck to his body.

"Wow?"

Hearing his father's question, little Wang Yan turned around his chubby little body, raised his head and looked up at Wang for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and pulled the only exquisite silk apron on his body, and then turned back to look at it. The long gown worn by the king's father opened his toothless mouth and let out giggles.

Wang understood what he meant, and couldn't help but raised his head and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, you little guy dare to laugh at the father, let's see how the father punishes you."

Wang picked up his son, kissed his tender and round face twice, stopped, felt that it was not enough, and kissed him again hard.

Oh, why is his son so smart and so cute.