Born of Worry

"...good or bad?"

"Good thing."

"what's up?"

"Our sister-in-law is happy."

"Ah?! Really?!"

"Brat!" Li Ye slapped him hard, "Your third brother, when did I ever lie to you?!"

Li Xian rubbed his head, thinking that you haven't cheated enough, but he said: "When did it happen?"

"It's been four months."

"Four months?! Why didn't the elder brother tell us?"

Li Ye snorted, "It's not that you don't know about your big brother's temper. You can't make a fart after three shots. If I hadn't visited the house two days ago, he might not be able to remember to tell us when the baby is born."

"It's all over now," Li Xian was sincerely happy, "there is a royal heir."

"Hey, what do you mean by that? Your successor must be your son. That's the eldest brother's son."

"Me? Save yourself, I haven't thought about it yet."

His eldest brother, Li Kuang, is twenty-six this year, and has been married for two years. It is relatively late to have a son at this age, but his father seems to have an eldest son at about the same age. Looking at it this way, it is relatively easy for their family to get married and have children. Night.Well, this is not a good sign.

Brothers often have sharper intuition, Li Ye looked at him suspiciously: "I said, Xiao Xian, you can't... you are also a broken sleeve, right? Are you going to spend your whole life with that stupid dragon?"

"Stupid dragon" Mo Wen frowned again.

"He's not stupid!"

"He is not stupid, why did he appear in front of you? No, that's not the point. You haven't answered my question yet."

Li Xian faltered and didn't know what to say, the back of his ears were already blushing unknowingly, and he couldn't find any reason to prevaricate his eyes.

"This is really difficult," Li Ye rubbed his chin, "Don't our father die of anger? Besides, you are still the emperor..."

"Okay, okay, third brother, don't talk about this, I don't know what will happen in the future, so don't worry about it." Li Xian pursed his mouth, "I, it's not enough to be a son, you just want to I'm a father? Being pestered by a group of women and children is so boring, don't you think I'm the third brother?"

"You don't come here, anyway, I don't plan to marry a wife in this life, if you follow me, just wait for the old man to clean you up."

"..."

"Oh, there is one more thing. I heard that the second brother seems to have some signs of it. Recently, he frequently meets with a woman in his mansion. I don't know why he can fall into his eyes."

"It's not spring yet...why are they all in heat? Doesn't Sister Ning'er have anyone she likes?"

Li Ye knocked him again, "Go! You brat, Ning'er is only 15 years old, do you want to marry her off?!"

"……pain!"

King Jian is very happy recently - because he has a son, he finally doesn't have to listen to the Supreme Emperor nagging all day long, "there are three things that are unfilial and no offspring are the biggest".

As a direct result of his being happy... he went out to fight more.

In fact, King Jian is also very depressed. He has been practicing martial arts for 22 years, and his kung fu cultivation has reached a certain level. There is no one in the entire capital who can match him.

Alas, invincibility is the most lonely.

Just when he had beaten all the arenas and annoyed him to the point of suing the officials, a guest suddenly came to his house.

——Lin Ruxuan had been waiting for him for nearly an hour.

King Jian saw the person who was sitting in the gazebo drinking tea at a glance, raised his brows, and walked like flying, almost in the blink of an eye, he was in front of him, and he slashed the teacup in his hand with force, Lin Ruxuan was not annoyed , stretched out two fingers to catch the teacup firmly, twisted his wrist, the overflowing tea seemed to have eyes, and fell back into the cup without a drop.

In just a few seconds, the two had figured out each other's details, Lin Ruxuan clasped his fists together: "King Jian is good at martial arts, I'm going to Lin Ruxuan, if there is any abruptness, please forgive me."

"Brother Ruxuan, you're being polite." Li Kuang was familiar with his opponent when he met him. "You must be the only son of Old General Lin?"

"It's down."

"That's a name I've admired for a long time. I heard that the only son of Old General Lin is not only a martial arts prodigy, he is also quite good at martial arts. It can be said that he is both civil and military. He is a rare talent."

"Brother Li is absurd."

"Okay, don't drag your official words, it's not good to be in the officialdom for a long time, and it's all about talking, as if deliberately trying not to let people understand. Look at my second brother, I don't care. What did you say?" Li Kuang took his seat, and said again, "How can these bastards let the general drink tea, come here, bring some wine!"

Immediately, a servant girl served drinks, and the two drank three bowls in a row, laughing at the same time - it was like old friends at first sight and hated to see each other later.

Lin Ruxuan briefly explained the reason for his visit, and Li Kuang tapped the stone table with his fingers, and said with a smile: "That's a good feeling, this little Xian finally did something to please his elder brother, and lent out the racetrack. What a great face."

Lin Ruxuan was originally worried that he would not do it, but he was relieved to hear him say this, and at the same time felt that it was strange that the emperor's family had such a good relationship, which is really rare.

"Did Xiao Xian say what time it is?"

"Your Majesty let us discuss it ourselves."

"Discuss it yourself? I really don't know when is the best time, Ruxuan, what do you think?"

"In my opinion... just choose ten days later, August [-]th, the Mid-Autumn Festival."