After Wei Cang left, Ling Tianyin pinched his waist and paced back and forth angrily.

"Gu Yihan is really good at it."

Wei Cang is one of his fierce generals.

He even went to Daqi once, and when he came back, he said something he couldn't understand!

Ling Tianyin was furious.

At this moment, a soldier panicked to see him.

The **** helped to report: "Your Majesty, the person by General Zheng's side!"

"Let him in."

The soldiers entered in a hurry, clasped their fists and knelt down: "Your Majesty! I failed to bring Princess Yaoguang with me."

"The little princess met Concubine Lu on the way and was taken away by Concubine Lu!"

"The lady also said that if your majesty wants someone, you have to go to Qinghe Palace to find her..."

Towards the end, the soldiers were more afraid to speak out.

After all, the emperor would not be angry with Concubine Lu.

But maybe, take anger on him!

Ling Tianyin was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then frowned, "What!?"

This one or two, what the **** is going on today!

This has never happened before.

Now Wei Cang has changed, and even his favorite woman, Concubine Lu, is actually protecting this Princess Yaoguang?

Ling Tianyin immediately ordered: "Pass the sedan chair, go to Qinghe Hall!"

He wanted to see what kind of character Gu Yihan's daughter was.

Let his fierce general have changed, and even his beloved concubine has fallen!

The Qinghe Hall where Concubine Lu lived was the closest to Ling Tianyin's bedroom.

Outside the hall, I heard a silver bell-like laughter coming from inside.

"Brother Shen'er, run faster and catch up!"

Ling Tianyin frowned.

This soft voice was unfamiliar to him.

But presumably, it was that Princess Yaoguang.

Immediately afterwards, Concubine Lu's gentle exhortation came: "You two stop playing, you are sweating so much, come and eat something and cool off for a while."

When the maids outside Qinghe Palace saw Ling Tianyin coming, they hurriedly said goodbye.

Ling Tianyin had a gloomy face, strode forward, and pushed open the door of Qinghe Hall directly.

He saw Ling Shen, his three-year-old son, who was his favorite, crawling on the ground like a puppy.

A small round face with a happy smile.

In front of him, there was a little girl of six or seven years old.

She looks really pretty.

The thin willow eyebrows are curved, and below are a pair of big eyes that seem to have been washed with water, and they are in high spirits.

A white and tender face, gradually taking off the appearance of baby fat.

The little guy is petite, white and tender, with snow skin and black hair, and he is smart and delicate.

Ling Tianyin didn't have to think about it, she knew that this must be Gu Yihan's daughter!

No wonder he loved him so much.

This little guy looks so good-looking, looks soft and fragrant, like a little baby, even he wants to hug him.

It's just that Gu Nuoer is holding a small stick in his hand.

There was a rope tied under the stick, and a small meatball hung from it.

She teased Ling Shen: "Brother Shen'er, if you are chasing after him, I will let you take another bite!"

Ling Shen's body is chubby, and his hands and feet are crawling on the ground.

All eyes are the meatballs.

The sparkling saliva almost flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

"Rourou! Sister, give Shen'er some meat!" he said pitifully.

Then, the chubby little guy accidentally tripped over the wrinkled corner of the blanket.

The whole little body snorted and lay flat on the carpet.

However, Ling Shen had no intention of crying at all.

Instead, he stood up with his little hands. He comforted himself first, and said in a milky voice, "Shen'er doesn't hurt."

Gu Nuoer ran to him and handed him the meatballs.

"Brother Shen'er, I made you wrestle. Meatballs for you."

Ling Shen grabbed the meatballs with two small hands, took a bite first, and then smiled and puffed out a round face: "It doesn't matter Sister Nuoer, Shen'er doesn't hurt!"