Prince, who shall we kill today?

Chapter 137 Departure

The next day, Han Che woke up early in the morning and wanted to send the two children to school, but was told that his father had already taken the children out.

Han Che was surprised immediately: "My father is so free to send the child to school?"

"That's right," Rong Ze said, "I want to go to the morning court, and my father usually sends it to me. I didn't want to bother him at first, but he insisted, so I had to let him go." He paused, He also said, "Father is quite gentle with his two grandsons, unlike with us, I am relieved, and..."

"Envy, envy, hate." Han Che gritted his teeth.

"Hmm...but this is not good. If dad finds out, he will scold us again." Rong Ze said hurriedly, "I'm going to the morning court."

After he left, Han Che went back to sleep again, and not long after, the servant girl called him to get up for dinner.After taking a few bites casually, Han Che went to the street with his adoptive father to buy tea for Xie Xuan.The two strolled back and forth on Changle Street without lingering, and soon returned to the palace.

"Let's go back to Chunze as soon as possible." Xue Tang found Rong Xuechuan and asked him if he was ready.

Han Che blinked aside and asked, "Is father going to Chunze for business?"

"Your father is going to accompany you, idiot." Xue Tang knocked the kid on the head.

Han Che was flattered, but worried: "But Yueling is going to kill father, is it too dangerous to send father to the door?"

At this time, Rong Xuechuan had already packed up and saluted, and walked ahead.

Xue Tang pushed Han Che to follow, poked him on the shoulder from behind and said, "You have never seen Yue Ling make a move, why do you think of him so badly? Can he kill your father? You treat your father as a waste Do you think I'm dead?!"

"He is the leader of the Demon Cult, I think he is very powerful..."

"Who told you that being a leader is very powerful? Didn't his father be killed by your father?"

"Speaking of which," Han Che looked at his father after getting into the large carriage, "When did father kill Yuetan? Why don't I have any memory."

"At that time, you were less than one year old, what kind of impression can you have?" Rong Xuechuan put the sword across his lap, and said to him, "Did you tell Ah Man about your return?"

Han Che said: "I asked Xie Xuan to send a letter for me. I don't know if he has received the letter."

Rong Xuechuan let out a "huh" and warned: "In the future, don't let people worry about you without saying goodbye."

Han Che suddenly became unhappy: "You are worried that he will be worried, and you are not worried about your son's life or death..."

Rong Xuechuan looked at his son coldly, and his anger kept rising.

When Xue Tang got into the carriage, he saw that the eyes of the father and son were wrong: "What's the matter?"

Han Che said: "Why don't you two have another son."

Rong Xuechuan: "I agree."

"I don't agree with what you agree with!" Xue Tang said to the groom, "Let's go."

The groom responded, and then waved his whip, causing the horse to take a step forward.

When Xue Tang and Rong Xuechuan were chatting on the way, Han Che started to feel sleepy after listening to it, and then his heavy head unconsciously tilted on his father's shoulder.

He woke up suddenly, glanced at his father, and quickly sat down again.

After a while his eyelids started to fight again, and once again he rested his head on his father's shoulder as the carriage jolted.

Han Che still had a sliver of consciousness, but he was too lazy to hold on anymore.

Just lean on your father's shoulders for a while.The anti-justice father is here, and he will not let his father beat him.

Then he just closed his eyes.

Rong Xuechuan was as stable as Mount Tai, without any unnecessary reaction, and continued: "Later, Mo Di retired and returned to his hometown, and we didn't see much, but I will go to Chunze every year for the poetry meeting—"

He was talking and his head fell on his shoulders.His son fell directly on his lap.

"I went to Chunze," Rong Xuechuan pretended nothing happened, and continued, "I went to Chunze to participate in a few poetry conferences, and found that many young people copied the poems I wrote before, so helpless."

"It's not because you write well," Xue Tang suppressed a smile, and tried to maintain a calm look, "Aman accidentally found your poems in my collection when I was a child, and clamored for them to come back. No matter how much I scolded you If you don’t listen, I have no choice but to throw a knife to him and teach him how to use it.”

"This kid is too," Rong Xuechuan said in a helpless tone, "He found a poem I wrote before, and asked me about my past affairs. I was too lazy to tell him, so he asked around, and then ran away from home..."

He lowered his gaze, just in time to see the whiteness in his son's hair, and subconsciously raised his hand to pick up a strand of his long hair. The look in his eyes became complicated, and then he sighed softly.

"It will be fine." Xue Tang comforted, "He will definitely get better."

With his senior brother by his side, Rong Xuechuan felt a lot more at ease, and he was also willing to kindle a little hope that his son would really recover.

The sleeping man coughed lightly, and Rong Xuechuan immediately covered him with a cloak.

Xue Tang watched from the other side and couldn't help laughing in a low voice.

Rong Xuechuan glanced at him, Xue Tang immediately suppressed his smile.

"Wang Ping," Rong Xuechuan opened the curtain and said to the groom, "you can hurry up."

The groom immediately slowed down.

After a while, the carriage stopped suddenly.

The people inside heard the groom shout: "Who is it?"

Someone outside said: "I heard that there was a rebel sitting in the carriage, and I was ordered to arrest him."

Xue Tang opened a corner of the curtain and saw hundreds of guards in black armor blocking the carriage.

"You are the Xuanjia Guards in the palace, right?" The groom got out of the car and walked to the front of the team and said, "This is the car of the prince, the prince and his son are sitting in it, as well as the prince's distinguished guests, there are no rebels , please get out of the way quickly, and don't block the way of the prince."

The first person got off the horse, clasped his fists in the direction of the carriage, and said: "I am following orders, please cooperate with the inspection."

"Order?" Wang Ping asked, "Who did you order? But Your Majesty? If not, then you have no right to check the prince's carriage."

Just as he finished speaking, a hoarse voice suddenly came from behind the team.

——"They are following my orders."

The team immediately separated to the two sides to make way, only to see a stooped man walking forward from behind with a cane.His face was ugly, it seemed that he had been brutally disfigured, and he looked very frightening.

"Master Xuanying." Wang Ping said respectfully, "It is true that the prince, the eldest son, and a distinguished guest of the prince are in the carriage, and there are no rebels. Please let me go."

The rickety man looked in the direction of the carriage and said loudly: "Then please get off the carriage and talk."

Rong Xuechuan's voice came from the carriage: "Wang Ping—"

The groom ran back in a hurry, and came back quickly.

"Master Xuanying," Wang Ping said in a low voice, "My lord, please don't disturb the prince to rest."

Qi Xuanying: "..."

Qi Xuanying tried her best to restrain her anger: "Then I will wait for the prince to wake up."

Rong Xuechuan's call came from the carriage again.

Wang Ping ran back again, and soon came back.

"Master Xuanying, the prince said, there is still time for you to leave now."

Qi Xuanying's face changed suddenly, and he roared at the carriage: "Rong Xuechuan, if you don't hand over Xue Tang today, no one will leave!"