illegitimate child

"What birdcage?" Luo Jinnian was puzzled, but he instinctively disliked Song Ling's expression. It was just as chilling as when he first saw him.

With a twitch of his mind, the boundaries he had set could no longer hold him back, and he easily broke through the cage.With a stretch of his hand, he fished Song Ling off the bluestone easily. It was so light, like catkins floating indefinitely.Luo Jinnian couldn't help but clenched him even tighter, holding him tightly in his arms, babbled nonsense, and couldn't find the tricks, "If you like birdcages, I have a set of enamel and a set of lacquered colored glaze in my library." It doesn't matter if you don't like it, there are sandalwood ones, willow rattan ones."

"You go back with me, I'll give you everything you want, and I'll give you whatever you want."

"After choosing the birdcage, let's go and buy two pairs of birds to raise at home, Pearl White, Huxuanfeng, Big Peony. Siamese, Tubo, Dirong, Jizhen... There are wild birds from all over the world, as long as you like them. "

Song Ling leaned quietly in his arms for the first time, not resisting, not reciting etiquette, like a piece of dead wood.Burying her head on his neck, her voice was inaudible: "Jinnian, if I'm not your real brother, how would you think of me?"

Abandon me again?Song Ling didn't believe it. Without blood ties, there were still people in the world who could embrace him sincerely.

"This is not right!" Luo Jinnian blurted out, thinking of this possibility, Luo Jinnian would go crazy with joy, wishing he could light a firecracker on the soles of his feet and jump into the sky.If Song Ling wasn't his younger brother, then why would he be acting like a little girl here!As long as it wasn't his younger brother, even if it was the son of the Heavenly King Lao Tzu, he would dare to snatch it home.

Song Ling's heart sank, as expected, Luo Jinnian had bothered him a long time ago, and when he heard that he might not have anything to do with the Luo family, he wished he could give birth to two more hands, so that he could be pushed away completely, so that this unlucky person like him would not be able to get along with him. The Luo family is half involved.

Song Ling thought to himself mockingly, he already knew the answer, so why bother to ask for self-humiliation.He broke away from Luo Jinnian and moved forward alone.

Luo Jinnian, who had always been a stickler, finally had a change of heart at this moment. He judged accurately from Song Ling's expression - oops, this is screwed up again!Luo Jinnian grabbed Song Lingji and said quickly: "Isn't this just a good lesson for my younger brother who relied on his mother's protection and refused to listen to his elder brother? And what do you mean if you are not my own brother, you are not my own brother at all! To tell you the truth, I am not Without Luo Qingshan's beast father, I am mother's son, you are Luo Qingshan's son, we have nothing to do with each other!"

"I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup your kid has poured into mother. You are so partial to the sky. You are always protecting Luo Qingshan's son, regardless of your own son!"

What a bastard!No matter how your father is your biological father, how can you be so disrespectful.Besides, scolding my father as an animal... doesn't it also scold us all!This idiot!

The haze in Song Ling's heart was stabbed randomly by Luo Jinnian with a wooden stick, and it was magically pierced away, provoking the angry sunlight to peek out from the clouds.

Don't argue with idiots, you will become idiots, Song Ling warned himself, and walked faster.

However, Luo Jinnian was overjoyed, he was angry, and it's good to be angry, and what he was afraid of was that Song Ling would not be happy or angry.Fang was happy for a while, Luo Jinnian tasted something wrong again, what's going on!He is a dignified young man of the Luo Mansion, and his status can be ranked first in Shangjing, why is he coaxing people in a low voice!

The more I think about it, the more I feel that I have lost face. Luo Jinnian returned and refused to leave. He leaned against the bluestone and moaned loudly, "Ouch." Seeing Song Ling turned around, he lowered his voice and frowned, "Leg hurts, I can't walk No. Why do you insist on bringing me to this bloody place, how did you bring me here, how did you take me back, I can’t even walk a step!”

Song Ling sighed helplessly, he couldn't tell how many times he felt helpless against Luo Jinnian.Resigned to fate and walked back to Qingshi, bent slightly, stretched out a white palm: "Sui'an, don't act like a baby."

Suddenly, the light of the sky broke through the thick fog, and I accidentally glimpsed a scaly claw in the valley, with ruins everywhere, decayed trees and flowers.

Although the scene is defeated, the state of mind is very different.Song Ling thought, that's right, but a broken place where a bird doesn't shit, is also worthy of being a birdcage to trap a unicorn?

As for Mrs. Song, on the day of separation, she had already abandoned herself in the most decisive way. This relationship between mother and child should have been broken long ago, and she will never read it again for the rest of her life.

Realizing that Song Ling was lost in thought, Luo Jinnian hummed: "Song Ling, my leg hurts!"

In the Qingjing Hall, the sandalwood has been exhausted, only the residual smell remains.

"Yu, come and see this memorial." Emperor Chang Tong was wearing a snow-white tunic and a black outer robe, kneeling on the couch.There is a short table in front of him, on which there are several memorials.Emperor Changtong held a copy in his hand and handed it to the handsome figure who was cleaning the ashes.

Hearing the words, the figure turned around, and it was the prime minister of the current dynasty, a generation of powerful ministers who were as close to Emperor Changtong as they were with swords and guns.Fu Yu first cleaned his hands in the copper basin and wiped the water drops with a clean brocade cloth, then took the memorial very naturally, and after reading it, he raised his eyebrows lightly: "It's those traitors in southern Xinjiang again? I want to submit a memorial to say that I found traces of the rebels, and allocated a large amount of money to let him clean up the rebels. After the money was collected, the rebels could not be seen, and they seized the aborigines to make up their money. This time, I am afraid that Chen Bi’s private treasury ran out of money. , and then put the idea on the national treasury again."

Fu Yu threw the memorial casually, "Your Majesty, don't bother."

Emperor Chang Tong hesitated a little, "But this Chen Bi is the mainstay of the Xiang Party, a disciple of Zhang Sheng's generation, if I ignore it, will it cause the Xiang Party to be dissatisfied?"

Fu Yu said coldly: "Your Majesty don't need to say more, if the Xiangdang wants to come, let them come to find me." Fu Yu raised his eyebrows, "As long as they don't be afraid, they will come and return."

"As for Southern Xinjiang, the God Doctor Valley has been destroyed for many years. Back then, they were daring, conspired against the emperor, and murdered the emperor with the poison of Gu insects. This is an unforgivable crime. The remnants of the party can't take advantage of the righteousness, and they are completely useless. But a group of snakes, rats and ants, Why is Your Majesty so concerned about the matter of the Southern Xinjiang genius doctor Gu Remnant Party?" Fu Yu changed the subject, "Could it be that your Majesty still has something to hide from me in the genius doctor Gu?"

Fu Yu is like a sharp blade out of its sheath, extremely powerful, even to the current emperor, although he respectfully calls himself His Majesty, he does not humbly call him a subject, but still calls himself me, which shows his heart.

Emperor Chang Tong held down Fu Yu's hanging wrist, led him to sit down on the soft couch, and said with a light smile, "How could you hide it from Yu?"

Fu Yu looked into Emperor Chang Tong's eyes and seemed to believe it, so he stopped mentioning the matter and asked again: "It's been snowing heavily on the grassland for a month, Your Majesty knows?"

"I know, I know what you are worried about, don't worry, there is no change on the grassland."

"That's good." Fu Yu took a deep look at Emperor Changtong again, and raised his hand to pinch his chin fiercely, "Does Your Majesty still remember what you said to me?"

Emperor Chang Tong's expression remained unchanged, as if he could not feel the pain, his eyes blurred back to many years ago, and then his mind cleared up, and he ordered coldly: "Kneel down."

Fu Yu let go of his pinched red jaw, got up and lifted his robe and knelt down on one knee.

Emperor Changtong lowered his eyelids and stared at the prime minister kneeling under the dragon couch, "I dare not forget that the king is my sharp blade, and the sword cuts demons and demons, and the emperor descends from the dragon platform to rest by the king's side."

"Your Majesty must remember, otherwise..."

Emperor Changtong was short, with half of his clothes on, his thin lips were slowly covered, and the words were lost between his lips and teeth: "Otherwise what?"

The author says:

Oops, forgot to set six o'clock.