Your Majesty, you are under arrest

The poison on Wen Xining's body has been completely removed, and the poison on Bei Tangshuo has also been temporarily controlled.

Wen Xining didn't know that Bei Tangshuo had poisoned her, and he didn't know that he was actually poisoned. He just thought that everything had been resolved and he was happy every day.

After many ups and downs, the crown prince's inauguration ceremony was finally held. Seeing Beitang Shuo, who used to be dressed in fluttering white clothes, wearing a bright yellow prince's python robe, with the four-clawed golden dragon on it domineering, Wen Xining's eyes were moist.

Although she had too much reluctance in her heart, she knew that Bei Tangshuo had been waiting for this day for too long.What should have belonged to him 12 years ago has made him endure it for 12 years. During these 12 years, she doesn't know how he survived, but she will be with her for countless 12 years to come.

"See the prince, see the princess, thousand years old, thousand years old, thousand years old!"

Hand in hand with him, bearing the worship of all the officials, Wen Xining knew that at this moment, she could no longer let go.

The door of the royal study.

Wen Xining held Wen Xining's hand tightly, looked at each other with a smile, and stepped in slowly.

The man has a beautiful handsome face, is dressed in a bright yellow python robe, and reveals the aura of a king. This is his son Beitang Shuo.

The woman has a delicate face and a floor-length purple-gold gauze dress. She is gentle, dignified, noble and elegant. This is his daughter-in-law Wen Xining.

With a smile all over his face, Bei Tanghong saw the pair of Bi people walking towards him slowly, and burst into tears for a moment.

"Children (officials and daughters-in-law) see father and emperor."

The two knelt down hand in hand, their voices were loud and clear.

"Okay, get up, get up quickly."

Bei Tanghong, who was in tears, stood up abruptly, went down and supported a person with one hand, tears of happiness and gratification overflowed his eyes.

Standing up, the two supported him backhandedly, Wen Xining said with a smile:

"Father, why do you cry once you see us now? If outsiders find out, why don't you laugh at you?"

This girl, now even the emperor dares to make fun of her.

Bei Tangshuo shook his head helplessly, while Bei Tanghong didn't care, the smile in the corner of his eyes deepened,

"That's right, the older the father is, the more useless he becomes, and he can cry even when he is happy."

In fact, how could Wen Xining not know that Beitang Shuo had endured for 12 years, and why didn't Beitang Hong also endured for 12 years?

Moreover, compared to Beitang Shuo, he felt more pain in his heart. Not to mention sharing the same bed with the murderer of his wife and being controlled by others in court, it was really not easy for this emperor.

And after facing the son he loved the most and turned into a fool, the pain in his heart became even worse.

But he is the emperor, he can't cry when he is wronged, and he can't cry when he is in pain. He can only endure and hold on.

Now facing his only reliance, can he not reveal his true feelings?

It's just human nature.

Wen Xining smiled wickedly, and suddenly stretched out his hands, hooking Beitang Shuo's arm,

"Father, Ning'er was joking with you. In front of us, it's okay for you to laugh or cry. We will keep it secret for you."

That thief's smile and her act of acting like a little girl made Bei Tanghong's heart extremely warm.

He had several princesses, but none of them made him feel so caring like Wen Xining. Immediately, he stroked her hair with a big hand, looked her around,

"Ning'er, you were injured and poisoned a few days ago, but now you're all healed? When the father came to see you that day, you were still in a coma. The worried father couldn't sleep for several days."

Bei Tanghong's words were sincere. When he heard that Wen Xining was in a coma from poisoning that day, he hurried over, but only saw her lying weakly on the bed, while Bei Tang Shuo, who was standing beside her, He was so emaciated that he was beyond human shape.

He was so distressed that not only he couldn't sleep, he couldn't even eat.

"Father, thank you, I'm fine."

The hand holding his arm tightened. The modern Wen Xining is an orphan, and has never felt what a father's love is, but in Bei Tanghong's body, she really felt it.

Although she had complained to him because of his forced marriage, this episode did not affect her good impression of him in the slightest.

Looking at her slightly red eyes, Beitang Jin patted the back of her hand with his hand, lovingly said:

"Ning'er, Father knows that you have been neglected by your family since you were a child, and Wen Xiangxiang has not fulfilled your responsibility as a father. From now on, let Father love you and make up for what you lost before. return."

Wen Xining paused slightly, she didn't expect that the Ninth Five Lord would say such a provocative words, and the crystals that had gathered in her eyes flowed down with a "shua".

She let go of the hand that was holding his arm, and hugged his waist instead, buried her face deeply in his heart, and muttered:

"Father, why are you so nice, why are you being so nice to me? No, I'm going to cry, don't laugh at me."

Bei Tanghong was a little at a loss by her surprise attack at first, with his hands raised in the air, neither lifting nor letting go, but after hearing what she said, he suddenly smiled and let his hands down, as if An ordinary father comforts his daughter, patting her on the back gently,

"Okay, just cry, if the emperor doesn't laugh, you will."

He didn't smile, but the smile on his face never stopped. When he turned to his son, he covered his mouth with a fist, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Bei Tanghong knew that it was the bad effect caused by wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

This son was really eaten to death by this daughter-in-law.

If this is placed in the past, or on someone else, he is absolutely not optimistic.

But now the object is the youngest daughter who is nestling in his arms, and the degree of satisfaction and love he has for her is by no means inferior to his own son.

So, he admitted, and...

Beitanghong looked at Beitangshuo with treachery flashing in the corner of his eyes. Just as Beitangshuo realized something was wrong, he heard him lower his head and say to Wen Xining:

"Ning'er, if Shuo'er dares to bully you and make you wronged in the future, you can tell Father that Emperor will never spare him lightly. It's an imperial order!"

Sure enough...

Beitang Shuo rubbed his forehead, he knew that his father was going to plot against him.

On the other hand, Wen Xining raised her head abruptly, with a pair of cold eyes flashing, she looked at Bei Tanghong with great interest,

"Father, what you said is true."

Beitang Hongxiang pretended to be angry and sullen his face,

"Why, don't you believe it? I have already said that this is an imperial decree, so you are not joking."

"it is good!"

Wen Xining casually raised her sleeves to wipe away the tears on her face, the smile at the corner of her mouth became more and more cunning,

"This woman has "Women's Precepts" and "Internal Training", so I want to make "Men's Precepts", "External Training" and the like, and I still want... ah, uh..."

Wen Xining talked more and more vigorously, but just halfway through, someone pulled her over, hugged her tightly in his arms, and covered her chattering mouth.

With a gloomy face, Beitang Shuo said to Beitang Hong who was watching the show:

"Father, you have been very free recently. Since you are so free, you should handle the matters that were entrusted to my son before. My son has been a little sick these days and wants to take a good rest."

"Cough cough..."

Bei Tanghong, who was seen through by his son, coughed a few words unnaturally. This son is no longer stupid, and he is not as cute as before.

but……

Looking at him carefully, he has indeed lost a lot of weight recently, and his face is also slightly pale.

He was really busy and worried because of the matter of the crown prince's registration, Beitang Jin and the others, and Wen Xining's injury.

It was his father's fault.

The smile on his face faded slightly, Bei Tanghong sighed, and said slowly:

"Although you have just taken over the crown prince, there are still many things to do, but the future of Liao Beiguo needs a strong monarch. The emperor will grant you a five-day vacation. During these five days, you don't have to come to court. Now, take good care of your body, and by the way... also work hard for my Liao Bei's future, hehe..."

Hearing the previous words, Beitang Shuo was really moved, but the last sentence made his originally dark face flush slightly, and he couldn't help but look down at Wen Xining who was still whimpering in his arms.

And Wen Xining obviously understood the meaning of those words, her cry stopped, and she lowered her head suddenly.

This emperor is really old and dishonest.

Unexpectedly, just as she lowered her head, she heard a chuckle from above her head, and then Beitang Shuo's deep voice sounded,

"Son, please obey the imperial father's will."

After all, this father has a dark belly, and his son is even darker!

That night.

The candles in Shuoxin Pavilion were crackling, and the incense was curling up, and there was an intoxicating atmosphere.

Wen Xining was lying on her side, her body motionless, but her eyes were smashing.

She is nervous.

With a sound of "creak", Wen Xining's body trembled slightly, and she closed her eyes abruptly, those trembling eyelashes, but Chi Guoguo betrayed her.

Just after taking a bath, Beitang Shuo just casually put on a middle coat, with his chest slightly exposed, his fair skin was even slightly flushed because of just taking a bath, sexy and alluring.

The bed behind him was slightly heavier, and a breath that was familiar with Qinglian rushed into Wen Xining's nose. Before he could adjust his breath, his body was embraced by a pair of big hands and turned around.

With a pain in the nose, it crashed into a chest with a familiar smell and a good touch.

Opening her eyes involuntarily, after seeing the beautiful scenery in front of her, Wen Xining's throat tightened and she choked.

The corners of Beitang Shuo's mouth raised slightly, and with a wave of his hand back, the red curtain fell, covering the spring light inside the tent.

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Woooooo, my dears, I’m really sorry, Yao’er’s network was disconnected before, and I couldn’t upload the text after I wrote it. I was so anxious that I was sweating profusely.Now it's finally ready, and I'll make it up immediately.