But last night, I chased him non-stop, watching his face not flushing or breathing, and guessed that he should also pretend these things.

"I was in An Yuanhou’s house and went to the study to look for Shen Yu. I secretly heard something. I didn’t think it was anything. Until last night I saw the prince and listened to Dad’s talk about building a book building. Only then did I realize the things I heard in An Yuanhou's house!"

When saying this, Han Qingming deliberately lowered his voice.

She took two steps towards the prince. Although this was the Han family, and although there were many guards guarding it outside, the truth that the wall had ears still existed deeply.

Still need to pay attention.

When he walked to the prince's side, he whispered, "They said, I will assassinate you in Zhushulou in two days!"

Hearing Han Qingming's words, Han Bo was startled.

The expression on the Prince's face was nothing.

Probably her complexion was too pale, and some did not show up. In short, Han Qingming looked at her with a calm expression.

"I see!"

The prince nodded slightly, looking at Han Qingming's eyes, and unknowingly, it softened a little.

"Well, the prince take care!"

After Han Qingming finished speaking, he saluted, turned and left.

Han Bai hurriedly called the other brothers over, and began to discuss what Han Qingming had just said.

Han Qingming returned to his yard, Shiro was already in the study, and started to practice calligraphy with his pen.

When I walked in, the little people didn't lift their heads up, and still practiced the calligraphy so seriously.

Han Qingming couldn't help but smile when he looked at his small figure, practicing calligraphy so seriously.

He also walked to Shiro's side and began to practice calligraphy.

The cymbal who was waiting on one side studied ink for the two of them. Seeing them as one of the young and one of them, standing and practicing calligraphy, I suddenly felt that this kind of picture was indescribable and harmonious.

Jian Jia was watching, and suddenly a bright yellow-colored figure walked in beside her. When Jian Jia saw someone coming, Jian Jia was shocked. She was just about to salute, but was stopped by the prince.

After a while, Shiro and Han Qingming finished writing, but the prince standing on the side did not leave either.

"Aunt, who is he?"

Shiro looked at the prince standing in the distance, with an indescribable sense of familiarity, but he had never seen it.

"he is……"

Suddenly, Han Qingming discovered that he didn't know how to explain who he was?

"Is it my new uncle?"

Shiro thought ingeniously, and said so quickly.

"Forehead……"

Han Qingming was stunned when she heard her say this.

Before she could refuse, she heard the prince laugh lowly

To be honest, the prince laughed very nicely.

But, in front of a child, is it really good to talk nonsense?

Han Qingming glared at the prince, then said again, "I think..."

"You are the new uncle, I think you are not so handsome and handsome!"

Before Han Qingming had said anything, he heard Shiro say so.

"Punch!"

Hearing what Shiro said, Han Qingming couldn't help but laughed and looked at the prince.

The expression on the Prince's face also seemed very subtle.

"Then how do you think Fengshen is handsome!"