Here comes! Lin Yuhe lay down at the window and looked down.

Roujia covered her face with a fan and stuck her head out. After seeing this, her brows frowned slightly.

Is this the brother?

Not like it!

She stared at the face hard: a slightly dark face with a sharp edge, a sword eyebrows, a phoenix eyebrow, a thin nose and a thin lips.

No matter how you look at it, you can't tell that this face is similar to you.

But I have to say that my brother is a handsome man.

He is not the kind of scholarly nobleman, but the kind of handsome man with masculinity all over his body.

Lin Yuhe felt sour and muttered: I can't tell at all that she is twins. After that, she asked Princess Anqing again, what did the second aunt say?

After asking twice, An Qing answered.

Jingle laughed: I asked me to see what my second sister is watching? She is so fascinating.

The grandson has passed, who should I look at so focused?

An Qing was not embarrassed, and snorted at Jingle: Don’t talk nonsense.

Lin Yuhe looked at the two of them and looked for the man in white.

Then my face turned red and I couldn't help but feel a little more contempt for Princess Anqing: I'm so old, I'm still ashamed of a young boy.

She took off the purse from her waist and threw it at the boy in white, and then!

The Fourth Master looked up and his head turned slightly, but it fell into his arms before he hit him. Then he shook his robe and his purse fell to the ground.

The female members who were watching above couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

Lin Yuhe's face was so angry that she jumped: Who is it? Go and inquire!

Princess Anqing smiled: That was the child of the Yin family. His father was the number one young man in the capital. He did not insult his father's name. He then stood up, and the grandson was afraid that he would soon enter the palace. We should go back. The evening palace banquet is not easy to be absent.

Before the official activities of women, they must clean up well.

Roujia also got up and took Lin Yuhe onto the carriage.

Lin Yuhe is not angry and doesn’t speak very nicely: The grandson actually looks quite similar to her father. What about you, sister? Who do you look like?

Roujia turned her face out the window, and her heart was so heavy that she couldn't explain what it felt.

The nanny always said that the mother was cold to her because she was so similar to her brother, and she would think of her brother when she saw her.

That proves that the two of them were really similar when they were young.

But can people not be like each other as they grow up? Originally, a man and a woman could not be exactly the same. But if we say that this is completely different, this is not right.

I was already feeling uneasy, and Lin Yuhe kept muttering: Why doesn’t it look like it? It’s such a strange thing!

Roujia's expression suddenly became cold: What do you want to say? It's fake to say that the grandson is fake!

Lin Yuhe was defeated, I didn't say that.

Then do you want to say that I am fake? Roujia smiled sarcastically.

Lin Yuhe shrank again, and she didn't dare to say this. If it were fake, someone would have said it long ago!

When Roujia saw Lin Yuhe shrinking, her breath became a little smoother.

I didn't show it on my face, but in fact, I was scared by the words I blurted out.

This brother looks similar to his father's facial features, so he can't do anything fake.

If he can't do it, who is the fake one?

She shook her head, raised her hand and touched her face. Who is it with this face?

I will follow your father. Emperor Xuanping looked at his grandson standing in front of him with a smile on his face. He really followed your father.

The prince's eyes were still red, and he bowed slightly, but there was not much expression on his face: the father said he looked like him, so he must be like him.

This is the first time Lin Yutong has met Lin Chengyun and the first time she has met Lin Pingzhang.

Both of them said that they looked like this and that, but I don’t know if anyone had ever said that in fact, the father and son looked quite similar.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile: Grandson thinks that grandson's face actually looks like the emperor's grandfather's place should be more.

He pointed out the similarities between father and son.

A little sadness flashed in Emperor Xuanping's eyes: When your father was a child, someone said so.

The prince lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Lin Yutong glanced at the prince and said: No one said it now, it’s not because it’s not like it anymore. It’s because they don’t dare to look directly at the sage, let alone offend Long Wei.

That's it!

Emperor Xuanping laughed, yes! Now it’s getting harder and harder for me to hear the truth. Everyone just said what I want to hear.

Want to hear it?

That means that the prince looks like him, everyone thinks that this is something he doesn't want to hear.

It can be seen that this is not necessarily possible to understand the saint's will, right? Lin Yutong seemed to have no idea that their father and son were incompatible: How could this son Xiao's father make the emperor's grandfather unhappy? I'm afraid it's not that the emperor's grandfather thinks too much, but that some adults think too much

Emperor Xuanping smiled even more happily. He pointed at Lin Yutong: Grandson! You dare to say anything! You really should ask those adults to come in and listen to what my grandsons evaluate them.

We can hear it outside without going in.

This is Fengxian Hall. The emperor brought the prince and grandson to burn incense to the ancestors and clans. Every word said in the three royal generations was true for the adults standing outside Fengxian Hall.

Sometimes these adults may not be able to see the emperor for a month or two, but have they ever heard the emperor laugh like this?

It's been years, but it's not there.

The grandson of my son is back today, but the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren sound very harmonious.

But only the person involved knows whether this is harmonious or not.

Lin Yutong paid attention to the father and son, and neither of them had any eye contact throughout the whole process. The gap between the father and son had reached an unconcealed level.

Emperor Xuanping handed Lin Yutong and held Lin Yutong's hand. His grandfather was too old to accept his old age.

The prince's hand clenched in his sleeves. He saw the young and energetic appearance of the "Taisun" and it was touched by his heart again.

The child is only back today.

Lin Yutong seemed to have not understood this. When she was supporting Emperor Xuanping's arm, her hand stiffened slightly. She put her hand on his wrist for three breaths before she slowly let go. Then she continued: Grandfather, there are only two people that grandson admires in this life. Do you know who it is?

Emperor Xuanping raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. He didn't expect that his grandson would not take over this one, but instead threw another one over. He smiled with a good temper: Two people who admire him? This is interesting.

A man who is the "Top Grandson" admires two people in front of a king.

He wanted to hear who the other person was except himself.

Lin Yutong laughed: First, the grandson admired Bilan Khan. Second, the emperor's grandfather, you.

Oh! It's him!

He was put first because the first king this child contacted in memory was Bilan Khan.

Emperor Xuanping nodded in understanding, and did not feel embarrassed because he put him second: A generation of heroes deserves your admiration. Instead, he asked: What do you admire him and what do you admire me?

Lin Yutong did not answer directly, but instead talked about Bilan Khan's injury and was finally killed, and tried to say this from beginning to end in concise words.

Such things are extremely secretive. Not to mention that the mission does not know, even Beikang knows the details.

From assassination in the yard to poisoning Yun Ji, how he was assassinated and died in the end, even if he was brief, he could only listen to this, and he knew how many thrilling there was.

Lin Yutong's tone was very plain, and she was still a chatty tone: He cut off his arm but could already intimidate the grandsons of all the tribes. He thought that Bilan Khan's lifelong actions could only be seen from the reactions of these tribes and knew that he was the well-deserved king of Beikang. As he spoke, his tone changed and he smiled and said: Who can compare to his grandson's grandson who has given up for twenty years?

The prince unexpectedly glanced at the "son" and never expected that she would dare to say that.

What does it mean to be ruled for twenty years?!

To put it nicely, this is called governance by inaction. To put it bluntly, this is the stupid king who has not attended court for twenty years.

Why did the grandson, who was far away in Beikang, admire the emperor or admire this? Does that mean that his stupid behavior is well known to everyone in Beikang?

And the matter about Bilan Khan mentioned.

How did Bilan Khan die? In whose hands did he die?

That was dead at the hands of a woman who had been beloved for half her life!

There is no problem if you don’t think about these words carefully, but the more you think about them, the more you think every sentence in them is mysterious.

Emperor Xuanping gradually became expressionless. Feng Qianen and Li Changzhi, who were serving on the side, couldn't help but look at the grandson more.

Is this stupid or stupid?

Why did you dare to say such a ruthless thing?

The hall was quiet and silent for a moment.

Emperor Xuanping chuckled: OK, so good

Grandfather Lin Yutong still had a smile on his face. The thing that grandson wanted to say the most was that Bilan Khan was not old, and he himself didn't think he was old. But he died, before he was old
To be continued...