Chapter 182
The emperor seemed to lose his temper, slowly sat on the dragon table, squeezed his forehead, waved to Ning Han, and said weakly:

"Get back first, I'm tired."

Hearing the emperor's order, Ning Han winked at Xia Bing and the others, and they hurriedly took Ning Yunfan away, and Ning Yunfan's cursing could be heard from a distance.

When Ning Han saw that the emperor was so depressed, he felt a little sad, but he couldn't say anything to comfort him against his will.

At the same time, Ning Yunfan's words of cursing the emperor just now made Ning Han's heart faintly happy.Just like what Yao'er said before, he was born like an orphan without parents, all of which were caused by the emperor.

Now the emperor seems to have found out his conscience, but unfortunately, after those three years of suffering, he understands better that the emperor is only the emperor, and his father's love is almost gone, especially in front of the imperial power, whoever touches it will die.

Thinking of this, Ning Han held Xueyao's hand. He understood that only she was the one he would spend his whole life with, and only she would give him all his love without complaint or regret.

Xueyao felt the strength from his outstretched hand, and looked back at him with beautiful eyes.

She looked at him, and smiled sweetly, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, Ning Han felt that all the pain caused by knowing her birth tonight was soothed by this smile.

He took her by the hand and walked on the stone path of the palace, passing through a plum grove. At this time, the plum blossoms were in full bloom, and he suddenly realized why the garden closest to the imperial study was full of plum blossoms.

Concubine Mei, his real concubine mother, what kind of person she would be, maybe like a plum blossom, beautiful and lonely, independent from the world.

Xueyao seemed to know who he was missing when looking at Meihua, and said softly:
"I heard that the tree in this plum garden was planted by one of the emperor's concubines. Presumably it must be your mother. Husband, although the plum concubine died when you were born, maybe she turned into the tree of this garden. The plum blossoms are still guarding you."

Ning Han stroked her hair, looked at the plum blossoms blooming in the garden, and showed a smile. He said silently in his heart: Mother, have you seen this? This is Yaoer, my princess. In Tianyouling, I must bless her for a safe life, because she is the love of my life.

At this time, Xia Bing, who sent Ning Yunfan away, rushed over. He looked embarrassed, and said as if he couldn't speak: "My lord, this... you go and see the King of Lingnan."

Ning Han and Xue Yao looked at each other, and both sighed helplessly.

They hurried to the room where Ning Yunfan was detained, which was next to Xiaoshu's room.

The first thing I saw was the open door of Xiaoshu's room, and Ning Yunfan must have finally couldn't help but force his way in. There was only an empty big bed inside, no wonder he went crazy.

The two did not go in, but turned to the room where Ning Yunfan was.As soon as they reached the door, they heard a burst of heart-piercing cries.

From the crack of the window, I saw Ning Yunfan holding the exquisite sword that Ning Han had just ordered someone to return to him, sitting on the ground and crying loudly, regardless of the prince's image, like a helpless child.

Ning Yunfan was still aggressive and yelling loudly in the imperial study just now, but when he returned to this courtyard again, seeing Xiaoshu's empty room and taking back the lost and recovered Linglong sword, he immediately collapsed.

The sword was bestowed by the late emperor, but he could only think of others when he saw things. Since the death of the late emperor, he has changed from a much-loved little prince to the King of Lingnan who was kicked out of the capital. He can only fight by himself , but also suffers from the suspicion of the royal brother.

Originally thought that he would have no children in this life, but he did not expect that God gave him a son, but when he finally called his father, he cruelly took his life away.

He has already lost the person who loves him, and now he has lost the person he wants to love. Is he destined to be alone?
Seeing him crying so sadly, Ning Han thought of his mother and concubine's early death, and his relationship with his father was no longer a stranger, hurting his own body, so he couldn't bear to go forward to comfort Ning Yunfan.

Xueyao grabbed him in time, raised a pale finger in front of her mouth, and made a "shush" motion, signaling him not to disturb Ning Yunfan.

Ning Han nodded hesitantly, but followed her back to Xiaoshu's room.

"Uncle, he..." Ning Han hesitated to speak.

Xueyao shook her head and sighed softly: "Let him vent out the depression of these days, it will be the best for him. If he keeps suppressing it, he will suddenly erupt like today, and it will be out of control."

Only then did Ning Han sigh with a dignified expression, deeply worried about what the emperor uncle had caused.

Looking at the big bed where no one had ever slept on it and the bedding was neatly arranged, Ning Han couldn't help asking Xueyao:
"Yaoer, how is Xiaoshu now? Where did you heal him?"

Xueyao didn't answer him, but turned around and told Alan:
"Send Lingnan King a pot of honey water and some pastries, don't disturb him."

After speaking, she walked to the door and closed the loose door.

Seeing this, Ning Han hurried forward to help.

Xueyao watched him close the door, turned around and walked to Xiaoshu's bed, she sat on it tiredly, patted the edge of the bed, motioned to Ning Han and said:
"Husband, come and sit here."

Ning Han walked over with a smile, sat beside her, looked at her quietly from the side, with only trust in his eyes.

Seeing him sitting still, Xueyao stretched her waist, fell straight on the bed, and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

Ning Han followed her example and lay face up on the bed.

The two of them lay side by side like this, half lying on the bed, with their feet hanging over the edge of the bed, both showing a comfortable expression.These few days have exhausted them, and it is rare to have such a quiet time together.

After a while, Xue Yao opened her mouth and said:

"Husband, I don't want anyone to see how I healed Xiaoshu, even you. Are you blaming me?"

Ning Han hurriedly turned around, faced her, and said calmly, "How could it be? No matter what method you use to save people, it's all your ability, but it's me who didn't give you any help. Why would I have the face to blame you? Woolen cloth?"

Xueyao was moved and said: "Husband, thank you."

Ning Han stroked back the broken hair around her ears, and said softly:

"There is no need to thank you between husband and wife. It's just that Yao'er, if you have any difficulties, you can tell me at any time. I also want to share your worries. As your husband, I should have sheltered you from the wind and rain. You You can trust me completely."

Xueyao couldn't help but put her arms around his neck, rubbed against his arms, and said coquettishly:

"Of course I believe in you. You are my husband and the person I trust most in this world."

She looked at Ning Han's affectionate eyes, and her heart was filled with happiness.God allowed her to travel to this other world. Although she has excellent relatives, she also met the love of her life, which is enough for her to be grateful.

(End of this chapter)

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