The reborn son is vicious

The facial features of the person in the mirror are as exquisite and perfect as carved by a knife, two sword eyebrows flying slantingly, a pair of phoenix eyes like ink painting, looking forward and looking forward as they open and close, under the high bridge of the nose, the thin lips are tightly pursed into a line, that is like a waterfall. The black hair was not tied up, but was draped casually along the shoulders. Although the whole person looked young, he was already heroic and handsome.

That was Sheng Mo's own face.

In other words, it was the face of He Liansheng, the so-called "seven princes" born more than sixteen years ago, the first regent of Jingjue, He Lianxuan, and Empress of Daxu Yuci, Mo Xuan.

He Liansheng stared at himself in the mirror, those phoenix eyes that were vivid like ink painting suddenly darkened, he picked up the glass beads beside the bed, and threw them at the mirror vigorously.

"Crash!", the mirror shattered.

"Little lord."

Lingyu, the maid who was waiting outside, quickly and cautiously asked: "Are you going to wake up? I need your servant to take your clothes—"

"Get out!" Sheng Mo snapped, his voice still hoarse with unrecovered inner strength.

Lingyu was taken aback immediately, but she didn't think much about it, thinking that the little prince was too angry to wake up.

But before she could open her mouth to persuade her, Sheng Mo jumped off the bed barefoot, without changing her clothes, just put on (zhuo) a white undershirt, and rushed out the door.

"Oh, my lord!"

He Liansheng ran away, and Lingyu suddenly reacted. She frowned, and said to the servants who were dumbfounded by her: "What are you still standing there for, why don't you hurry up and follow the little prince, be careful If you know about this, hit you!"

Only then did the group of servants come to their senses, and swarmed towards the place where He Liansheng disappeared. Lingyu was in a hurry, and did not forget to pick up a fox fur, and quickly chased after him.

Although He Liansheng had just been cured of the poison, and his martial arts and internal strength had not fully recovered, he was young and good enough, enough for him to get rid of those servants.

The entire Prince Regent's Mansion is scary, but fortunately, He Lianxuan quickly found the intelligence room where He Lianxuan was located with his extraordinary memory and careful deduction.

But now he is disheveled and he is "under house arrest" by He Lianxuan, so he can't walk into the yard ostentatiously, he can only dodge to avoid people's eyes and hide in a big banyan tree closest to Helianxuan superior.

He Liansheng silently pressed himself against the tree trunk, held his breath, and patiently listened to the movement inside.

In the house, although it was daytime, the whole room was still brightly illuminated by large and small mermaid lamps. He Lianxuan was calm and relaxed, sitting in the golden nanmu chair, staring at a tall man in front of him, looking down. Low said something.

"So, you told her everything?" He Lianxuan asked in a deep voice, pointing to the secret letter on the table with his slender fingers.

"Yes." The tall man glanced down at the letter paper on the table, nodded and said, "But I'm not sure what that kid will do."

"Heh..." He Lianxuan shook his head and chuckled, "Brother Ling, why did you bother at that time? You worked so hard to marry that person, but in the end it was nothing. Your own daughter married Murong in [-] years old. Don't mention Jing that scum, now she doesn't even listen to your words, and as far as I know, your life in the palace is not easy, right? A few aunts are robbing you for a man, this is really..."

The man who was teased by He Lianxuan was not annoyed, instead he hooked the corners of his mouth and counterattacked slowly: "You have the intention to criticize me? Why don't you think about what you should do?"

As the man said, he narrowed his slender eyes, suddenly picked up a dagger on the table, and swung it at the tall tree outside the window!

He immediately laughed loudly, "——Your precious son still refuses to call you father, and still pretends to be a big-tailed wolf in front of me!"

"Ling Qing!" He Lianxuan didn't expect this person to do such a trick at all, suddenly got up, and shouted: "Linghu! Go!"

then

Just as the sharp dagger stabbed He Liansheng who was stuck on the tree with incomparable precision, He Liansheng's face remained unchanged, and he pulled out a dagger of the same style from his back with his backhand, and swung it brazenly!

Clang—clang!With two sounds of golden swords, the flying dagger paused in mid-air, suddenly changed its trajectory, and even returned to He Lianxuan's intelligence room the same way.

He Lianxuan and the man opposite immediately turned their expressions on one side, and pulled back simultaneously.

"Pfft", there was a slight sound of the sharp knife piercing the wooden table, and the slightly trembling handle of the knife was infinitely stretched and twisted at this moment.

For a while, the room was extremely quiet, and no one tried to break the eerie stillness.

It took a long time to see the tall man, narrowed his slender eyes, watched the show and said: "Oh, I said Cao Cao Cao Cao is here-how do you end now?"

He Lianxuan frowned and glanced at him, coughed lowly, he straightened his clothes, changed back to his nonchalant appearance, and walked out the door quickly.

Outside the wide open door, He Liansheng held the dagger in his backhand, and looked at He Lianxuan who was standing under the scorching sun with a smile all over his body.

"Sheng'er", He Lianxuan is indeed a prince for many years, he can be thick-skinned, he didn't mention the embarrassing incident of being assassinated by his son just now, he laughed, "Are you up? Why are you dressed like this? Although it's a little hot today , but it’s late autumn after all—the spirit fox!”

He Lianxuan swept his slender and long phoenix eyes, and blamed Linghu, the dark guard who was kneeling on the ground: "Hurry up and get my king's snow country brocade fur! It's freezing Sheng'er, be careful that this king punishes you!" Your board!"

Lingo was in an embarrassing situation - although he was the Prince Regent's personal bodyguard, he could not always witness the battle between father and son with his own eyes, should he still live!

As soon as Helianxuan's words came out, Linghu hurried up and down a few times, and disappeared into the yard. It seemed that he went to Helianxuan's yard to get the fox fur.

"Sheng'er", He Lianxuan was not discouraged when he saw his son defending himself without changing his posture, he still looked like a caring and loving father, and said with a smile: "It's cold outside, so I have something to do with my father." Let's talk."

"..." He Liansheng didn't move, but instead turned his gaze to the tall man standing at the door with a serious look on his face. His eyes at that moment were extremely sharp, just like a ferocious wolf cub.

The tall slender man couldn't help but come back to his senses, his slender eyes slightly curved, and he nodded to He Liansheng.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" He Liansheng frowned slightly, without moving his eyes.

"I'm Ling Qing, I've met the little prince." The tall man bowed his hands gracefully to him, his tone was gentle and calm, and he didn't seem to be flustered at all when he saw the regent prince.

He Liansheng's thoughts changed sharply, and after thinking for a long time, he realized that he seemed to have never seen this person before, so he couldn't help being startled.

Taking advantage of the moment when he was in a daze, the handsome man named "Ling Qing" secretly looked at He Liansheng's beautiful face, turned his head, and joked to He Lianxuan who was pretending to be a loving father: " I haven't seen him in ten years, Sheng'er has grown up so much, I still remember the first time I saw Sheng'er, he was just a little skinny monkey, look at him now—tsk tsk, like a mother, like a son ..."

Ling Qing's words definitely hit He Lianxuan's heart. The regent who was pretending to be a loving father finally lost his composure, coughed, and corrected: "Of course, Sheng'er also followed the king's Feng He is handsome, his body is imposing, and he looks like a fairy..."

"Shut up!" He Liansheng was stunned by their disgusting hairs, swiped his dagger, and said angrily: "He Lianxuan, let me ask you, what did you do to Leng Xi?"

"What can you do to Leng Xi for the father?" He Lianxuan couldn't laugh or cry, "It's not because of the father that the child was taken to the palace and forced to marry Murong Jing, Sheng'er, why are you so angry at the father?"

"You..." This thick-skinned man was really amazed, He Liansheng was startled, and then furious, "Give me back the lovesickness stone!"

"No." He Lianxuan shook his head.

"Why?"

He Liansheng looked at the anxious face of his youngest son with a smile in his eyes, relaxed, and spread his hands: "Because it was accidentally crushed by my father last night, if you like it, I will cut it into larger pieces for you , anyway, there is no shortage of that stone in the palace."

He Liansheng was almost at a loss for breath - don't look at him who is full of confidence around Leng Xi, like a fish in water, but when he is next to He Lianxuan, he can really be pissed off by this man whose skin is as thick as a city wall!

He Liansheng felt more than once that this man was his biological father, rather he was his nemesis!

"I want to go back!" In the end, He Liansheng held his breath for a long time, and said angrily: "Since you don't want to save him, then I will go by myself!"

As he spoke, he turned around and left, but before he had taken a few steps, he heard He Lianxuan behind him sigh and complained to Ling Qing: "Why doesn't this bastard listen to me? I can't do it all, do you have to force me to come?" Hard..."

Immediately, He Liansheng's inner alarm bells rang out, he stepped down, and was about to fly away from here as fast as a white crane, but it's a pity!

He Lianxuan pulled out a black leather whip about a foot long from nowhere, flipped his wrist, and skillfully flicked it towards the place where He Liansheng was about to fly up. Draw back!

His half-old son was held tightly in his arms without even beating him.

Anyone who was teased by this person over and over again would be furious. He Liansheng couldn't struggle, so he raised his hand and hit He Lianxuan's handsome face!

"Let me down! You disrespectful, wolf-hearted, old and immortal thing..."

He Lianxuan looked like he was not getting in, the strength in his hand was still tight, and he shook his head firmly: "No, my father told me that you are not allowed to go, so you just stay with me, Sheng'er, you don't know With Daxu's current situation, is Huo Ran planning to die?"

"What's Daxu's situation now?" He Liansheng became even more impatient when he heard the phrase "death", and asked like a cannonball: "What's the matter with Leng Xi? Damn Murong Jing, what did he do to Leng Xi? Didn't you promise to give me and my mother a clear and bright world, why are you still flirting with him here, go to war, you scum!"

What he said was really weird, Ling Qing on the side couldn't stand it, coughed, interrupted him, and explained kindly: "Sheng'er can't talk nonsense, that bastard He Lianxuan, how can he be worthy of your Uncle Ling?" And me?"

He Liansheng and He Lianxuan stopped arguing this time, and at the same time turned their heads and gave Ling Qing a gouged look.

Ling Qing didn't care either, he chuckled lightly, looked deeply into He Liansheng's vivid ink-painted eyes, and slowly said: "Don't worry, your father is a jerk, but he won't harm you— That Leng Xi is doing very well now, maybe he will be a queen in half a month."

"Be a queen!" He Liansheng was stunned for a moment, and then began to struggle harder, "This is so good!? You still have the face to say He Lianxuan, I think you are stupid too!"

"what?"

Ling Qing was born in a noble family. Even if he later married Tang Ying, Daxu's British father, he was held in his hands for many years. He had never heard others scold him like that. He immediately stretched out his finger and pointed at He Liansheng. forehead, smiled at He Lianxuan.

"No wonder your hair has turned gray, your wrinkles have grown, and your body has collapsed over the past few years—I dare you to be angry with this little bastard!"

He Lianxuan's expression remained unchanged, his slender and long phoenix eyes glanced at his long black hair, raised his handsome face that could not tell the age, and pointed at He Liansheng's forehead intently. Ling Qing said solemnly.

"Brother Ling, what you said is true."

[Wiping sweat: Today your stupid author Dayun, Mengmeng didn't take medicine, and tomorrow he will turn back to a serious Dayun, with a serious face]

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