Crown Prince

He kicked his little leather shoes and struggled to get off.

"Put me down quickly, I want to go by myself."

Nian Xing tightened the chubby in his arms, feeling that his arms were soft and warm with a nice smell of milk, he was a bit reluctant to part with them.

He turned around and continued walking forward, retorting casually: "Don't let go. This place is close to the pier, and the environment is too complicated... What if you are kidnapped by a kidnapper?"

Du Conglan wanted to cry just now, but was stopped by this person—now he wanted to go to the ground and was stopped again.The five-year-old young master felt very unhappy, but he felt a little... How should I put it, it was unspeakably awkward.Because the way this man treats him is just like his father, and he is a little proud of that uneasy attitude.

Because he is valued.

Du Conglan thought for a while, and reluctantly said: "Okay... I'll hug you again. Hold on tight, or the dog will bite you."

Nianxing frowned again, disliking Du Yuesheng even more.

How did he educate his son?Why do dogs bite people at every turn... He visited his son a few times and found that "let the dog bite you" has become the mantra of the little guy. The fat man who said this sentence has no sense of guilt or psychological burden at all, although he has not yet Put this sentence into practice—because the bodyguards left by Du Yuesheng will not let go of the dog leash—but it is obvious that everyone in the house except the bodyguards is frightened by this little chubby prick.

write capital letters?Please teacher?

Hmph, judging from the results of his observations these few times, the little guy has never studied it seriously.Du Yuesheng is now at a critical stage of career advancement, and if he can keep it for a day or two, Du Conglan is already paying attention to his performance. As for homework inspections, he can only talk about it, one or two times out of ten is not bad. up.

Yan Xing looked at the child in his arms, on his chubby face, a pair of beautiful big eyes were full of energy, extremely clever.For the first time, he had a little bit of worry about putting himself in the shoes of a father, what if his son grows up and becomes an ignorant hooligan?

Although this is just one of his son's reincarnations, he is going to really live his life after all... and Nian Xing has to accompany him through it.Not every reincarnation of the son can end without a problem, or there will be no setbacks and pains in his life, but at that time, he often can only stand silently and patiently, watching the children who do not belong to him wander in the fate , ups and downs.

Life after life.

While Yan Xing was observing Du Conglan without a trace, Young Master Du was also peeking at him openly.

His father would rarely tell him about some underworld and white-world forces outside, at most, he would occasionally talk about one or two celebrities in the business or academic circles.He knew it was because he was too young and temporarily out of sight, so it was useless to know, even if he saw him, he might not be right.But now he really wants to know, what is the background of this person holding him, or is there any background?

"You... what's your name?" He couldn't help asking, and the little fat paw moved.

Nian Xing recovered from his contemplation, and was a little moved when he heard the words.

He only paused for a second before he said, "My surname is Xuan."

Du Conglan waited for a long time, but did not wait for the next sentence.He stared at each other with watery eyes, what does this mean?

Yan Xing also looked at him, his expression became a little impatient: "Looking at your appearance, your father should be about the same age as me - can't I afford to be your uncle?" The consciousness is that you call me uncle anyway, knowing everything What a masterpiece... In fact, he didn't even think about making up a full name for himself.

Du Xiaopang flattened his mouth. In fact, the one with the surname Xuan looks a little younger than his father, about 27 or [-]... It's a little bit hard to call him brother, uncle... He doesn't want to...

"Xuan...Xuan..." He opened his mouth and muttered for a long time, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Xuan Xuan!"

Yan Xing's handsome face suddenly darkened.

Du Xiaopang was really proud of himself. He swayed his little butt left and right, and he was still muttering: "Xuanxuanxuanxuan...this name sounds really good...Xuanxuan, I like this name, do you like it?"

Nian Xing squinted his long and narrow black eyes, endured it, and finally let him yell.Anyway, he thought, this is a unique and intimate nickname... anyway, he can't call him daddy, it's the same as anything.

He took his children and stepped into a relatively large jewelry and jade store on Nanjing Road. This place is next to the Huangpu River and was formed by the expansion of the British Concession, so the whole social atmosphere has become very open.Du Conglan got off the ground smoothly this time, although he was still pinched by Nian Xing, but he had already started to look around the shop excitedly.During the Daoguang period, Hongsheng Jewelry Co., Ltd. only dealt in jade wares and raised a few good masters. Now it has moved to the concession and is close to the wharf. The overseas gemstones and pearls shipped along the river have rejuvenated the shop.

The store is very fashionable with white and light flower wallpapers, large crystal chandeliers, groups of sofas on both sides, and glass tea tables.The most eye-catching ones are the display cabinets all made of glass, the jewels and jades inside shone with blurred brilliance under the lights.Even the shopkeeper and clerks on the side put on energetic suits and vests, and their hair was combed smooth with pomade.

The few people brought by Du Conglan also understood at this time, the demeanor of Nian Xing was obviously not an ordinary person, and he did not have any malice towards the young master... What's more, this is also the British Concession, and they are very familiar with the people in the patrol room , I'm not afraid that something will happen to the young master.They all guarded outside the store in peace, only the nanny followed in nervously, but she still had a wink, and just sat on the sofa in the corner and stared at Du Conglan, for fear that they would lose them if they were not careful——Du Yuesheng She must be cut alive!

"We can take a look at each store slowly, and buy what we like." Nian Xing couldn't say that he didn't know where to sell candy, so he could only look for it slowly.He let go of the child's hand, and gently pushed the back of the plump neck to let him go to the counter.Well, he also really wanted to spend more time with his son.

Du Conglan has already set his sights on something!He is not interested in those earrings, rings, hairpins, and jade pendants, and besides, he is not old enough to appreciate them, let alone have someone to give jewelry to - but there is a small counter where rare things are placed.At a glance, he saw a four-wheeled carriage covered with crystals, which was so delicately made that even the red-haired face driving the carriage could be seen clearly. The bow tie he was wearing was carved out of rubies the size of a little thumbnail. And the little flag fluttering from the top of the carriage.Inside sat a fair-haired lady in a pettiskirt, and she looked out of the carriage window, and she looked so pretty!

As soon as the shopkeeper saw them coming in, he knew that the fat sheep was coming.He was a little confused about the relationship between the young gentleman in front of him and the young master Xiaokuo—they looked like father and son, the young man looked too young, and the nanny was so nervous...but he didn't really care, no matter what, as long as he could He won't have to worry about food and clothing for a year if he makes a deal.

"This young master has a good eye." He went to Du Conglan to sell it himself: "This carriage is all inlaid with crystals, the bow, the flag, the lady's mouth, and the hat are all made of rubies. Take a look at these two The eyes of this villain are all sapphire...and this..."

Du Conglan impatiently listened to him, holding the counter with two chubby hands and looking back at Nianxing, she shouted softly, "Daddy, buy this for me!"

Nian Xing was taking a cigar from his jacket pocket, when he heard this, his hands shook, and the cigar almost fell to the ground.The expression on his face remained unchanged, but there was a complicated meaning in his eyes.

"Father..." Du Conglan was a little timid when he saw Nianxing's expressionless face, but soon he jumped up and down: "Dad, Dad!! You promised, you can buy anything you want!! I want this, I want this! !"

Rang Xing put the cigar into his mouth, his lips trembled subconsciously.He tried his best to stabilize himself, waved his hands and said vaguely: "Wrap it up for him."

Du Xiaopang and the shopkeeper beamed happily at the same time.

The nanny's complexion was not very good-looking. She looked at the young master with roving eyes, and then at the strange young man. The young master actually called him dad casually, and even wandered around with a stranger... In addition, he was disobedient Going out... She couldn't help feeling a little bit resentful towards Du Conglan in her heart, and she let the master know about it at night. The young master was just scolded, but what about her whole family?

She raised her head again, only to meet the cold gaze of the young man, and she couldn't help shivering.

Yan Xing looked away, looked at the back of the little guy and said casually: "Are you ready? Let's go eat something."

Du Conglan threw the brocade box containing the expensive handwork into the nanny's arms, and then ran to Nianxing's side, looking up at him with her little face up.Hmm... His decision was indeed wise! !

Yan Xing quietly looked at his clean eyes, milky white skin, and the cute little dimples on his mouth... Finally, he squatted down, pinched the little guy's paws and said softly: "Call me again... One sound?"

Cong Lan looked at him in confusion, her curly eyelashes fluttering up and down.He thought for a while, opened his mouth and shouted, "Xuanxuan?"

Rang Xing stared at him with indescribable eyes, stood up after a while, patted his fur and led him out.

"Let's go and eat something."

Cong Lan walked all the way holding his finger, looking up at him from time to time.He didn't call him dad on purpose... He just thought he didn't want to call him that way... Maybe he was a little proud or something... But now he regrets it a little bit, could it be that Xuan Xuan's son died or something, Xuan Xuan just now Xuan seemed very disappointed... In fact, it's okay for him to yell again, at worst, he'll just yell later when he's shopping.

When the lanterns came on, Du Conglan said goodbye and went back to the nest contentedly.

Du Yuesheng was waiting in the living room more than an hour ago, staring in the direction of the door with a gloomy expression.One of the bodyguards came back early to inform him that he was very tired just after rushing back, and he couldn't find out the details of the man for a long time, so he had to wait for his son to come back.

After all, Du Conglan didn't go to the Expo, because he was spanked twenty times by Du Yuesheng, then sat in Du Yuesheng's arms and wrote ten big characters, and finally had a little supper, and was carried to take a bath.

"Will you still call others dad casually in the future?" Du Yuesheng leaned on the bed, looking at his son sitting beside him who had just finished taking a shower.

Cong Lan shook her head lazily, hugged her fat calf and unconsciously picked her feet.

Du Yuesheng sighed, stretched out his hand and hugged Xiaopangdun into his arms, a warm milky smell came into his nostrils, it smelled so good.He stroked his son's injured butt up and down, feeling quite uncomfortable.

He had never touched Ah Lan before, but this time he was really angry.No, it can't be said to be angry... It should be powerless... He knew that his son wanted to go out with him and call him Dad in front of others, but he just couldn't do it.Although he was sorry for his son, but this time he was also heartbroken.

"Alan only has one father, right?" He murmured rubbing his chin against his son's soft fur: "Does Alan want me or that uncle as his father?"

Du Conglan was frightened by his father's depressed mood. After all, he was only five years old, and his parents' emotions could easily affect the child, so he curled up and sobbed, and his little fat claws clung to Du Yuesheng's nightgown.

"Don't... don't want others... want Dad... want Dad—" He cried out of breath, feeling extremely wronged.

Du Yuesheng regained his balance, and then began to feel distressed again.For a stranger, making his son like this...he is really confused.So the silly father started to rock his son back and forth again, coaxing his son in a low voice and wiping away his tears.

Yan Xing watched this scene in the dark, feeling as if his heart had become numb.For hundreds of years, the little guy's joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys have nothing to do with him, even if there is a short rendezvous in the middle, how can he resist the tide of fate?This time it seems to be the same, after all, he still has to wait, slowly wait... until the day when he can really take him back, no one can take him away again!

Apart from his Xuanyuan family, he will not have another father.

Ten years passed in a blink of an eye.

This year, Du Yuesheng was full of ambition. He not only won the support of Chiang Kai-shek, held many positions in the Nanjing government, but also started to get involved in the financial industry. The famous actress Yao Yulan married into the family and became the fourth wife.Before that, with the adoption of his eldest son Du Weipan, he already had six sons and one daughter. It can be said that there are many wives and concubines, and it is the time when a man is proud of his spring.

Du Conglan still has not stepped into the Du Mansion in the French Concession, but he is still Du Yuesheng's favorite son.Du Yuesheng started to prepare for the rebuilding of the Du family's ancestral hall this year. In fact, it was for his Alan to step into the Du family in a fair manner. He had been preparing for this day for ten years.Du Conglan is 15 years old this year, and he doesn't care as much as he did when he was a child. After all, his father has too many children, and he doesn't think it's interesting to go to that Du's house again... Anyway, he knows that his father values ​​him the most.

What's more, the upper class in Shanghai at this time, especially those who have close contacts with the Du family, actually already know of Du Conglan's existence.Shen Yueying had been imprisoned a long time ago. Du Yuesheng later married these wives who all came from Peking Opera singing backgrounds. Compared with Shen Yueying, these women were more intelligent and sophisticated. Even if they knew about the existence of such an illegitimate child, they didn't care - at least they pretended don't care.

Du Yuesheng has so many children, one more is just icing on the cake, what does it matter?

Nanjing Road, Louwailou.

A huge shed is set up on the roof of the Xinxin Grand Stage, and the huge space is very lively. There are not only storytellers, jugglers, beach springs, grand theater, orchid show, but also a donkey running field. All kinds of snacks and teahouses are located in this playground. Sheds have been set up in the courtyard, and there is no shortage of private seats in the hall.

Du Conglan was lazily leaning on the sofa, and a small gilded screen surrounded a small private room. Although there was a lot of people outside, it was more conducive to private conversations.

"Young Master Du, are you really going to Shanghai to study?" A young man about the same age as Du Conglan asked him while leaning on another sofa, smoking a cigarette.

As soon as Du Conglan heard this, he was very worried, and gave him an irritable look: "Yao Weitao, are you annoying? How many times have you asked about this?"

Yao Weitao laughed a few times, winked and said: "Then you don't want to give me a simple..." He flicked the cigarette ash, leaned over and whispered: "Actually, I also want to go to Shanghai to study preparatory courses. A few years ago Isn't the old Maozi the headmaster of some kind of male and female students, I heard that many famous ladies in Shanghai study there, so I have to go and see it."

Du Conglan squinted at him and said, "What kind of knowledge, you just want to have fun...I told you, the girls there are not easy to mess with, and if you are not careful, you will end up being forced to marry."

Yao Weitao said, "Don't curse me... I'm going to study. My father said, find me a Xiaojiabiyu who I want."

Du Conglan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and just licked the melon seeds by himself.The sound of the erhu sounded in the big theater outside, and the curtain of another play kicked off. He was disgusted by Yiyi's voice, but he didn't want to move his seat... What's more, there is really no place in this playground Avoiding Peking opera singers is really annoying.

Yao Weitao was still planning to waste the hard-won free time by chatting nonsense, when he caught a glimpse of a man walking over out of the corner of his eye.He jumped up from the sofa reflexively, frantically put out the cigarette, and fanned the newspaper around in an attempt to eliminate the evidence in the air.

"Young Master Du—your godfather is here!" He kicked the rattan coffee table in front of Du Conglan after he finished, turned around and slipped out from behind: "I won't mess with you anymore—Let's go first!!"

When Du Conglan realized it, the buddy at the other end had disappeared, and at this end, the tall figure of the man had already blocked the light leaking from the gap in the screen.

"Didn't you say you were going to Mr.'s place?" Yan Xing's deep voice overwhelmed the surrounding noise.

Du Conglan moaned depressingly, allowing the other party to pull him up, and then he sat on the man's lap, surrounded by a familiar and generous embrace.

"I'm in a bad mood today, I don't want to go." He said capriciously, playing with Ran Xing's fingers casually.

Nian Xing put his other hand around the boy's flexible waist, and couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

"I can hide from the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day. I have to go sooner or later." He fiddled with Du Conglan's soft and slightly curly hair, watching the other's fair cheeks slowly turn red.

"Don't move around..." Cong Lan muttered and knocked off Nian Xing's hand, then subconsciously grabbed his hand.

In the semi-concealed space, he nestled lazily in Ran Xing's arms, and couldn't help sighing.He has known this person for ten years, and somehow he really recognized Master Qi, really... I don't know what Dad was thinking, he obviously didn't like him to meet this person before, didn't he?

"By the way, you still lied to me that your surname is Xuan!" Du Conglan suddenly remembered, and frowned: "Can Yanxing and Xuan be the same? Liar!!"

Yan Xing touched his chin, the eternal indifference in his eyes melted a little, and became a little gentler.So the temperament of the whole person is completely different.

"It's true that my surname is not Xuan, but neither is my surname..." He said helplessly, "Anyway, you never call me seriously, so what's the point?"

Du Conglan frowned for a long time, but couldn't hold back any words to refute, so he had to be let down by the other party's soft hair, unwilling to nest again.In fact, he cherishes the time he spends with Xing Xing very much, after all, there is not much, so even though he is dissatisfied, he decides to endure it, and let this person bleed profusely to make up for it later.

Nian Xing was very clear about his little thoughts, and never stopped him.Because every little flaw of his son is precious to him.

He has been with his son for ten years in this era, and the society is becoming more and more turbulent, and the situation is also chaotic.He has all the abilities in his body, but he can't intervene in the mundane affairs of this world, even though these so-called mundane affairs are related to the safety of his son.He also cherishes the comfort of this moment, but what about the future?

Watching again, parting again, searching again...

When will it be the end?

Okay, I’m going to write here for the time being… Hehe, I’m writing very smoothly… Very smoothly… You can write more if you write smoothly… Ang~~~ PS: I’ve been chasing mecha contract slaves before, but I’ve been chasing mecha contract slaves for a long time I chased after it, because the second half and the first half are not of the same quality at all, and the author has already started to drag the word count [I introspected at the time ==

One-half of Maopi's waste wood is actually quite similar to the mecha contract, whether it is the type of attack or subject matter or...but the waste firewood is much more exciting than the contract. The most important thing is that the plot is not procrastinated, the relationship progresses very quickly, and the writing is also good. It is smoother, the details are handled very carefully, and there will be no punctuation problems that are often found in the contract. As a person who cares about this, sometimes I always subconsciously find mistakes... As I talk, I feel more guilty. Am I swollen? Already...

The ones I’m still watching recently are basically stars, one-half useless wood, the godfather of the champion, becoming famous with one goal... It’s really sad to say that the hen doesn’t comment back...so I’m the overlord... decided to silently throw a mine ... Besides, of course, I understand very well, because there are too many comments, one reply will have to reply the second one, and those who don't get a reply will be very sad...

PPS: Have you noticed that I don’t talk about food anymore?Because I was stimulated to go back to school...==I knew that I would have to take graduation photos when I went back, so I would lose weight one month in advance...Curse the study committee for not telling me to draw a circle curse==

My dissertation supervisor arrived at the dinner, and she only noticed me under the welcome of many people. The problem is, she patted my head and said: Yo, your child is so round =□=! ! ! !