Karma husband [rebirth]

When Ling Han was thinking about this, he heard Yan Helian invite him to go shopping in the garden together, Ling Han was looking at this handsome face all the way, and kept trying his lips with his tongue.

This kind of action caused Zhou Lingyun, who was next to him, to feel disgusted, and turned his head to give Ling Hanfu a contemptuous look, obviously looking down on Ling Hanfu together.

Seeing Ling Han like this, Ling Hanfu was amazed for a moment, thinking in his heart, could it be that Ling Han likes men?But I haven't found it before, why not let Yan Helian do what he likes?

So Ling Hanfu cast a wink at Zhou Lingyun, and the two retreated quietly.

Although Yan Helian had already made mental preparations, he was still a little uncomfortable being stared at by Ling Han so nakedly, he smiled awkwardly, his rainbow eyes were unparalleled in the world, "Your Majesty, look at how beautiful this flower is."

"Yeah, as beautiful as you." If it weren't for this face, I wouldn't have fallen into it so easily.

Seeing him, Yan Helian responded, but his eyes still occupied his face, and his heart sank, Yan Helian said directly, "Does your son like me?"

"Of course." I like you to death, but I can't wait for you to die if I like you.

Hearing such words, Yan Helian was obviously stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Duke Ling's eldest son to be so masculine, and he admitted it so directly, and it was the first time he met him.

The two looked at the flowers one by one and the people at the other. Yan Helian couldn't bear to look at the flowers, so he turned his head and said to Ling Han who was staring at him for a moment, "There are some new dishes in the Didu Restaurant, my son, why don't we go?" Taste it."

"Okay." Ling Han licked his lips as delicate as cherry petals, his face full of greed.

Yes, where should I start?

Do you want to cut eight pieces, or cut them into pieces?

No, no.

These are too simple and too rough｜violence is too cheap. He is the son of Ling Guogong, and he must have good taste in his work.

In the face of delicious food, of course you have to eat it a little bit, first find out where the meat is tender, but do you cook it first, fry it first, or eat it raw?

After all, Ling Han felt that eating it raw was too barbaric, so he shook his head and shook off the thoughts in his mind.

"My son?" Yan Helian was about to take Ling Han out, when he turned around and saw him shaking his head.Under the sun, Ling Han was not tall and had a thin figure, but the fitted moon white gown wrapped his figure neatly and beautifully. This child was carved with jade, and his skin was as fine as porcelain. Since he didn't want another one, Yan Helian saw At this time, Ling Han also had a great intention of making friends.Seeing him shaking his head there alone now, I feel a little more playful and cute.

This prince looks really stupid, but he is very appetizing.

Yan Helian thought to himself, the two of them will definitely not be too sad when they get along in the future.Maybe, he will really like him.

Unexpectedly, Ling Han threw him away resolutely afterwards, his face was as cold as ice, and his tone was extremely indifferent, "Sorry, I still have things to do, see you later."

Then he turned around and left, Desheng followed behind, looking back at Yan Helian from time to time, as if seeing an incredible monster.

How is this going?

Yan Helian was stunned, was he being teased by Ling Shizi?But it was the first time I met Ling Han, and there were no rumors that were unfavorable to me in the imperial capital before. Why is there such a big contrast between the son's attitude before and after?

When Ling Han returned to the old courtyard, he saw only two young and handsome guards and a dozen maidservants standing at the door, waiting in full force, as if they were waiting for someone.

"Meet the prince!"

As soon as Ling Han stepped into the courtyard, he was small but not small. With his hands behind his back, he walked around these people and planned to go back to the house. Unexpectedly, after taking two steps, he was stopped by a sound of greetings. Xing, "you... who asked you to come?"

Ling Han turned around to look for Desheng for questioning.

Ever since Nanny Gui and a group of servant girls were sold out by Ling Qi and thrown out of the Duke's mansion, his yard hadn't been quiet for a few days before they were stuffed in again.Ling Han frowned, his expression very displeased.Having just met Yan Helian, many memories of the past were on his mind. In order to welcome Yan Helian to enter the door, he changed the manor of the state with batch after batch of people, and finally he himself was replaced.

"Hui Shizi, the villain Qingxing, he is Qingzhe. We were arranged by the old lady."

With a knife on his body, Qingxing with a pair of bright eyes and a rectangular face with thin lips pointed to the sturdy, medium-sized but handsome young man beside him, thought for a while and continued, "The old lady is worried about you, and the old lady who waits on you There are too few people, so the old lady sent these maidservants here."

Qingxing pointed to the ten or so maidservants behind him, and those maidservants hurriedly bowed down, saluting in a neat and orderly way, which was far different from the laziness of Nanny Gui and others before.

Meng Xian slipped outside for a while, and when he heard a voice from the old courtyard, he immediately ran over. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw the short Ling Han standing in front of a group of tall men and women, with a rather imposing expression on his face. , "My lord, what happened, who are these people!"

Ling Han raised his head, glanced at the tall, black and strong Meng Xian, and just looked straight at him, his delicate and childish brows were slightly frowned from time to time.

Meng Xian was looked at in a daze, and touched the back of his head with his hand, he was embarrassed and wanted to ask again, but Ling Han gave him a fierce look, turned around and ran into the house.

"Hey son..."

Meng Xian was about to catch up, when Qing Xing Guolang's voice came from behind him, "Your Majesty, Master Madam, I will follow you wherever you go in the future!"

Qingxing saw that he didn't seem to be very popular with the crown prince, his bright eyes darkened, but he still bit the bullet and passed on the old lady's words.

"My son knows."

Ling Han suddenly stopped walking, clenched his hands, turned his back to him, elongated his tone, and replied without emotion.

Meng Xian took the opportunity to chase into the house, lowered his voice and asked again, "My lord, this is a good thing, it means that the old lady loves you!"

Hearing this, Ling Han's beautiful face suddenly darkened, he stared at Meng Xian coldly, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "This is all a good thing you did! I will go to a toilet in the future, and I want these guys Follow!" After thinking for a while, Ling Han snorted, reached out and tapped on the table.

Mengxian understood, and hurriedly poured tea, he just ran out a step, and a well-trained maidservant served the tea, and whispered skillfully, "Guard Meng, if you have any orders from the prince in the future, you can just tell Qingzhu gone."

"Thank you, Miss Qingzhu." Meng Xian thanked him, and ran back to serve Ling Han some tea.

Ling Han's expression was still serious, and he didn't drink the tea he poured. He just stared straight at the suddenly popular Dan Guyuan, turned his head and said to Meng Xian, "I don't care what will happen to this matter, I don't want to let you When Qingxing and Qingzhe follow, you, take care of them!"

The old lady sent someone to protect herself with good intentions, and she probably did so after hearing Meng Xian's stupid words.

But Ling Han knew that the old lady not only listened to Meng Xian's stupid words, after she recovered from her illness, she probably felt everything that happened in the Duke's Mansion during this period.Including everything Ling Han did after returning to the Duke's Mansion.

The old lady is not only protecting him, but also restricting him!

Qingxing Qingzhe's martial arts are not low, Ling Han found out, and if he wants to do something in the future, these two people will be a huge obstacle, unless they become his own.But how?

Ling Han glanced at Meng Xian who was full of bitterness, and said suddenly, "Meng Xian, do you sleep by yourself at night?"

"My son, the subordinate sleeps alone." Meng Xian said honestly, thinking to himself, but the old courtyard is so big, which room he wants to sleep in, and sleeps in different patterns every day, and he may not be able to sleep all the time.

As for that Desheng, Meng Xian has no habit of sleeping with him.

"That's good, you sleep with Qingxing and Qingzhe at night."

"Ah? Why?" The muscles on Meng Xian's face twitched, and he raised his voice, full of surprise.

In such a big old house, why did he and Qingxing Qingzhe squeeze together, not to mention that he didn't know them well!

Ling Han rolled his eyes at him, and the corners of his lips were cold and hot, "I want you, keep an eye on them."

"But what if they don't sleep with me?"

"Didn't you be in the army before?" Ling Han glanced at him, and said lightly, "You slept as you did in the army, so you can sleep here. If you can't sleep together, try to find a way to sleep together. This is you Make trouble, solve it yourself."

At night, Qingzhu and Yexue were watching the night in the outer room. Ling Han closed his eyes and fell asleep. From time to time, he heard a few rough shouts from outside the house and the backyard, and realized that it was Meng Xian's voice. Ling Han He pursed his lips and smiled, and slept extremely peacefully that night, until dawn.

Ling Han went to the old lady's place to say hello, and after breakfast, he walked back, followed by Meng Xian with dark circles, and Qing Xing and Qing Zhe, who were a little pale.

He stopped, looked back at the three people behind him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and just as Ling Han was about to say something, Desheng's voice suddenly came from the front, "Shi Zi, Shi Zi, I found you!"

"What's the matter?" Ling Han asked unhurriedly, looking at Desheng who was panting.

"It's Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan sent everyone here, and wants to invite your son to enjoy the flowers." Desheng called "Mr. Yan" as if referring to his own master, with a smile on his face and gentle eyes.