Always be relatives with Zha Gong [Quick time travel]

The looks of the two children, one is like him, and the other is like the little father who ran away.

Lin Heng has sharp brows and starry eyes, his face is sharp and smooth, and his stern face is extremely aggressive. At first glance, it gives people an aggressive beauty and a sense of oppression.

The one who looks like Lin Heng is Xiao Bo, whose face has not yet fully opened, and the facial lines are cold, especially when he is not talking, it gives people a feeling of being inaccessible to strangers.

Xiao Bo's personality is rather cold, with a tight little face that almost never smiles, and only occasionally reveals other emotions. Of course, three months ago, this occasional emotion was the regular expression of Lin Heng's feelings. Fear, now, with less fear, or being suppressed by him, the emotions on his face are naturally less.

And the appearance of the raisin probably followed the little dad who ran away. His facial features are delicate and soft, pink and tender, like a cute little bun. Ruthless, what about it.

Lin Heng stepped forward, took the red and blue capes from the servants behind him, and tied them on for the two children.

There is a layer of white fox fur on the small cloak, which just wraps around the neck.

The small cloak tightly wraps the child's body, bringing layer upon layer of warmth.

The two children were still a little unaccustomed to his closeness from time to time, but they didn't reject it either.

After tying them up, Lin Heng patted their heads habitually.

"Go, Father will take you to build a snowman."

Both Xiaopu and Tizi were taken aback, making a snowman?They never thought that Lin Heng would name such a person.

"do not like?"

Seeing that they didn't speak, Lin Heng hesitated?

Xiaobo and Tizi looked at each other, shook their heads, and said softly, "I don't like it."

Lin Heng frowned slightly, don't you like it?But he clearly saw joy and longing in their eyes.

Turning his eyes, Lin Heng coughed lightly and said, "Father wants to go, you can accompany father."

Without waiting for the two little guys to say anything, he took a child by the hand and walked towards the wide yard.

The two children followed him with short legs. Because Lin Heng slowed down, the two followed.

Xiao Pu was led away, and his eyes fell on the hands of the two.

The big hand is holding the small hand, and the small hand can clearly feel the warmth from the big hand.

Is this the warmth that belongs to father?

It seems that I like it very much.

The little hand couldn't help but clenched a little bit, suddenly, he raised his head and met the man's gaze.

The man smiled at him and tightened his hand: "It will be there soon."

The wide yard was covered with a layer of snow, and the white snow spread across the yard like a blanket of snow.

In the yard, there are three bright and lively colors.

An adult and two children are making a snowman.

Although it was a cold snowy day, the children's faces were flushed with joy and exercise. Compared with the malnutrition and listlessness in the past, they seemed to be injected with vitality and vitality.

They were making snowmen, and two little snowmen had been built at this time. It could be seen that they were a man and a woman, small ones.

Now, a bigger snowman is being built.

The snowman is relatively tall, and when it is piled up, the children cannot reach it. Lin Heng will hug them up and start working together.

Under the eaves not far away, the boy stood, smiling and watching the scene in front of him.

He was dressed in green, with a white cloak over his coat. Occasionally, the wind would blow the cloak, and he could see the darker bamboo embroidered on the green robe.

The young man has a handsome face, soft brows and eyes, and when he smiles lightly, he gives people a very kind and comfortable feeling. His demeanor is as elegant and refined as bamboo.

Yang Ye's eyes fell on Lin Heng from the two small groups, and the smile on his lips was even bigger.

His eyes outlined Lin Heng's handsome eyebrows.

He knew that Lin Heng, who was not sick, was still the same as when he was a child, an existence that he admired and followed.

Suddenly, Yang Ye recalled the matter of Yang's father letting him in touch with those ladies from aristocratic families in recent days, and the smile on the corners of his lips suddenly disappeared.

He looked at Lin Heng with a look of sadness in his eyes.

"Uncle Ye Zi..."

At this time, a childish and soft voice broke his sadness.

Yang Ye looked up, and saw that Xiaofentuanzi was waving to him, and Xiaopu next to him had bright eyes, beckoning him to go over.

Yang Ye's fingers under the cloak trembled slightly, and his eyes fell on Lin Heng.

The man laughed and said, "Ye Zi, come and build a snowman together."

Yang Ye's eyes lit up, and he no longer hesitated.

The next scene is very harmonious and warm, I don't know if I thought it was a family.

Yang Ye was very happy. At this time, the four of them were building his snowman together.

Holding up a pinch of snow, it was cool, but Yang Ye's heart was as warm as fire.

It would be great if, if the time could be fixed in the present.

The four snowmen were finally piled up.

However, Xiaopu and Tizi looked at the snowman and remained silent for a long time.

Xiao Pu pursed her lips, said nothing, drooped her little head, not as happy as before.

Grape blinked her eyes, and mist suddenly formed in her big grape-like eyes, and her small nose sucked in and out.

Lin Heng sensed that she was not in the right mood, and quickly hugged her up.

"What's the matter, why are you crying? Did you pile it up badly and don't like it? Then let's pile it up again, shall we?"

Raisin's crystal clear tears fell down, teardrops hung on her white and tender face, she buried her face in Lin Heng's neck, and did not speak.

Lin Heng was a little anxious, but he could only be patient, patted her on the back lightly, and coaxed her.

After a long time, the little girl finally said, "I, I miss my little daddy."

Since Lin Heng told them about the little dad who ran away, the two children gradually accepted it, and didn't ask any more questions, but they just didn't ask, but kept it in their hearts.

That person, after all, gave birth to them.

Lin Heng coaxed her, and said to Tizi and Xiaopu: "So I missed your little dad, don't worry, in a few days, Father will take you to find your little dad."

The two children were stunned, and Tizi's crying stopped suddenly, and she asked in disbelief, "Really?"

Lin Heng wiped some tears from her little face with his fingertips: "Of course it is true, father will not lie to you."

The two children suddenly became happy.

Behind Lin Heng, Yang Ye's face turned pale for a moment, and his head was lowered.

After making the snowman, the two children were also tired. Lin Heng took them to rest and didn't leave the room until they fell asleep.

Yang Ye came out with him.

After hesitating for a long time, Yang Ye finally asked cautiously: "Lin Heng, is it true what you said just now that you will take them to find that person?"

Lin Heng: "Naturally it is true."

Yang Ye pursed his lower lip: "Do you know who he is? Where is he? If you find him, what are you going to do?"

Lin Heng only thought that Yang Ye was concerned about him and the child, so he replied without any concealment: "Well, I know where he is, as for what to do after finding him..."

Lin Heng paused, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Since I have two children, of course I have to take responsibility. Even if he is unwilling, I will tie him back."

Yang Ye looked at Lin Heng, he could hear the determination of Lin Heng's words.

He asked in a daze, "Even if, doesn't he like you?"

do not like?

Lin Heng laughed dumbfounded: "I will make him like it."

Yang Ye lowered his eyes, and his long and curly eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes. He said with a "hmm", "I believe that he will be willing to come back."

So, what doesn't belong to me, can't I keep it after all?

There was a bit of bitterness on the corner of Yang Ye's lips, which made his eyes heat up, and he said, "Lin Heng, I will help you."

As long as you want, the leaves will help you.

Yang Ye returned to Zhilan Garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion, which belonged to the prime minister's son, his yard.

In the gazebo in the yard, Yang Ye was sitting on a stone bench. On the stone table in front of him was a jug of wine and a wine glass. Yang Ye poured one cup after another and drank with his head raised.

The originally clear eyes were also a little bit drunk.

In the yard, the snow is still falling.

A girl in a pink cloak held on to the umbrella, her eyes fell on the willow leaves in the gazebo, and she walked slowly.

Until she came under the gazebo, she spoke softly, her voice was as melodious as an oriole: "Cousin."

Yang Ye raised his head and drank a glass of wine, then opened his eyes to look.

Under the oil-paper umbrella, the girl's face is bright and delicate, like flowers blooming in spring, bright and moving.

When Yang Ye looked over, her lips curved slightly.

Yang Ye glanced at her, his eyes were calm, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Probably because of drinking, his voice was a little less clear and clear than usual, and a little more hoarse.

Bai Li's eyes were on Yang Ye, and she glanced back and forth between the wine, she entered the gazebo with light steps, and sat down opposite Yang Ye.

"Cousin, why do you drink?" In my memory, my cousin was as elegant as bamboo, gentle and elegant, with a refined temperament, and rarely drank alcohol. I remember that the last time my cousin drank was four years ago.

But now, he looked almost drunk.

Yang Ye lowered his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Why? Of course it's because I'm in a good mood."

Feel alright?

Bai Li didn't believe it.

Seeing the sadness between Yang Ye's brows, she felt depressed, she moved her lips and said, "Cousin, if you have any unpleasant things, you can tell me."

Yang Ye finally raised his eyes and stared at her for a few seconds, then shook his head, drank again, and didn't speak again.

The loss in Bai Li's heart was even worse, she stirred the handkerchief with her hand, and after a long time, she probed in a low voice: "Cousin, you have heard that uncle is going to make a marriage between you and me."

After finishing speaking, she looked forward to looking at the handsome young man in front of her, with a look of admiration hidden in her eyes.

Yang Ye's movement of pouring the wine paused for only a moment, and then continued: "Sorry, I don't like you, and I won't marry you."

Bai Li stopped holding the handkerchief, her bright red lips were tightly pursed, and her eyes were lowered.

If you don't like it, don't marry it.

Yes, she knew a long time ago that her cousin didn't like her, but she still held on to her last hope.

It's just that marrying her cousin has been her obsession since she was a child. Now that she is let go, her heart feels like being cut repeatedly by a blunt knife. It hurts a lot.

"Cousin, do you have someone you like?" She mustered up the courage to ask.

She wanted to give herself the last knife, she wanted to give up.

Yang Ye's hand holding the wine glass suddenly tightened, with such force that it almost crushed the wine glass.

Do you like someone?

A tall and tall figure floated in his mind.

Just thinking about it, his brows and eyes softened.

"Well, there are people I like."

Probably, only in front of outsiders can he dare to admit that he likes that person, and he can't say his name.

Bai Li bit her lower lip, and after a while, she forced a smile: "Since that's the case, my cousin is here to wish my cousin and future cousin happiness."

When the words fell, she turned and left.

Under the oil-paper umbrella, the girl in the pink cloak blinked her eyes, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, and fell to the snow, instantly covered by the snow without a trace.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the dull pain in her chest, and walked away quickly.

In the gazebo, the celadon wine glass had been crushed by Yang Ye at some point. After a long time, he only realized when he looked at the palm that was stained with bright red by the fragments.

Do your hands hurt?

Is it about pain?

But the heart hurts more than the hands.

happiness?

Can't be together, how can there be happiness at all.

He sneered, not knowing whether he was laughing at himself or at the side.

In the state of Lin where Lin Heng lived, a few days later, except for the emperor, all members of the royal family went to Luoshi Temple, in order to pray for the future of the state of Lin, praying for the prosperity of the state of Lin, good weather and good harvests in the coming year.

As a prince, Lin Heng naturally wanted to go. At the same time, he also took his two children with him.

"Father, is it true that you said that little daddy is in Luoshi Temple?" In the carriage, Tizi asked while eating the pastries that Lin Heng handed over.

Lin Heng: "Naturally."

Xiao Bo on the side thought for a while, and was a little puzzled: "But I heard that all the people living in Luoshi Temple are monks."

Lin Heng said lightly: "Well, your little father is a monk."

Xiao Bo and Ti Zi looked at each other in disbelief.

Ten days later, the convoy finally arrived at Luoshi Monastery.

Luoshi Temple is full of incense, and there is an endless stream of people who come to worship Buddha and burn incense every day.

However, the people from the royal family of Lin Kingdom came today, and the common people avoided it, so the temple seemed much empty.

As soon as the members of the royal family arrived, the abbot of Luoshi Temple immediately came out to greet them.

For some reason, Lin Heng always felt that the abbot glanced between him and the two children.

After a while, the abbot ordered his disciples to arrange for them to stay.

Because it was approaching night, everyone fell asleep after settling down.

After coaxing the two little guys to fall asleep, Lin Heng also went back to the meditation room next door.

After Lin Heng left, in the dark room, Tizi, who was supposed to be asleep, opened his eyes.

"Brother, let's go find Xiao Dae." She slipped out of the bed and shook Xiao Pu's hand next to her.

Xiao Bo opened his eyes, there was no hint of drunkenness in them.

"it is good."

In fact, when they came to Luoshi Temple, they couldn't wait to find Xiaopai.

So, the two little guys sneaked out through the window on the other side with difficulty.

"Brother, where do you think little daddy will live? What does he look like?" Tizi was a little annoyed.

"Well, a child's appearance follows that of his parents. I think, as long as anyone looks like me or you, it must be our little daddy."

"Well, brother, you are right."

As they said that, the two of them passed a corner. They never thought that there was a wall in front of them, and they accidentally fell backwards to the ground.

"Be careful." A voice as clear as spring water suddenly sounded in the silent night.

Xiao Bo realized that there was no wall in front of him, it was clearly a person.

Grabbing her sore butt, she looked up, and was stunned when she saw the half-same face under the moonlight.

Why, why does this person look so similar to her.

Suddenly, she heard the words of her elder brother Xiaopu.

There was excitement in her eyes, and she got up, ignoring the pain in her butt, and threw herself into the man's arms, and said crisply and softly: "Little dad, brother and I finally found you."