Shock!Crazy criticism that the regent’s first wife is actually me

Chapter 383 The Story of a Lantern
Naturally, Zhiyue couldn't stay. Wen Qingshan was here, which could easily cause misunderstandings.

"What's wrong?" Wen Qingshan frowned. He just went out for a while, why did he make such a fuss?
Looking at the person who was kneeling on the ground, Wu Li scratched his head and looked at Jiuyue in confusion, "What is this?"

"He put poison into the young master's medicine jar, and he got the stolen goods as well!" Jiuyue said angrily, "The lid of the medicine jar is the best evidence."

Hearing this, Wen Qingshan's face suddenly sank, and he raised his feet without saying a word.

The next moment, he was hurriedly stopped by September.

"Your Majesty!" Jiuyue broke into a cold sweat, "If you step down, you won't be able to ask anything."

Who is Wen Qingshan?
He was a veteran who had been on the battlefield for a long time. If he kicked someone like this, he wouldn't be able to kick him to death. He would naturally stop him in September. Otherwise, wouldn't his work be in vain?
"Your Majesty, stay safe." Wu Li hurriedly advised him, "This kick of yours will either kill you or injure you. How will you find out the real culprit behind the murder of the young master? Isn't this an advantage for them?"

Wen Qingshan's words reached his lips, but he was swallowed back. Finally, he shrank his feet and stared coldly at the slave who was pinned to the ground.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. Since he fell into our hands, we are naturally capable of making him speak out." Jiuyue glanced at the slave, "This is what our young master does."

Wen Qingshan nodded, "Take it with you, it will look bad!"

"Yes!" September saluted.

Wen Qingshan stepped through the door and walked quickly towards the inner room.

At this moment, Wen Rongchen was already leaning on the soft couch, flipping through the book in his hand. When he heard the footsteps, he just raised his eyelids and didn't react much.

"Are you okay?" Wen Qingshan sat down.

Wen Rongchen bowed his head as a salute, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, you won't die."

"You..." Wen Qingshan frowned.

Wu Li was on hand to smooth things over, "Young master, you don't know. When the prince heard that someone was trying to harm you, he was more anxious than anyone else."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Wen Rongchen still looked tepid.

Wen Qingshan only felt that his punch had hit the cotton, and it was really hard to hit him anywhere.

"Alas!" Wen Qingshan sighed, "Are you waiting for me to leave the capital?"

Wen Rongchen didn't respond.

Wu Li was anxious beside him and was about to speak, but was stopped by Wen Qingshan's look.

At this point, there was nothing left to say, so I could only bow and exit the room.

Only the father and son were left in the house.

"I know, you still blame me in your heart." Wen Qingshan rarely put down his attitude and looked calmly at Wen Rongchen, the son who was most like him, but also so stubborn, "Your mother's death..."

Before he could finish his words, Wen Rongchen had already interrupted him, "It is against the rules for the King of Han to stay in the capital for a long time. Logically speaking, he should leave the capital early and return to your fiefdom."

"Alas!" Wen Qingshan sighed.

Wen Rongchen finally raised his eyes to look at him, "I'm fine in the capital. You don't need to worry, Your Majesty."

Wen Qingshan was startled, and suddenly he didn't know what to say, so he just stared at him.

Are you trying to persuade him by saying this?
Wen Qingshan couldn't help squeezing the hand in his sleeve, with a happy expression on his face, "I'll leave when you feel better." "I'm fine." Wen Rongchen replied, "It's not like once or twice that skin injuries happen. In a place where I can’t see it, I’ll be hurt far more than I am now.”

Wen Qingshan opened his mouth, "I will make it up to you."

"No need." It was rare for Wen Rongchen to speak to him in such a calm way, "From the moment I left the Buddhist hall, I told myself that every step I took belonged to me, Wen Rongchen, and had nothing to do with the Han Palace. relation."

Wen Qingshan thought of what Bo Yangui said. Indeed, the child had grown up and was no longer the child who needed his hug. He had grown wings and learned to fly, and in the process...

As a father, he was derelict in his duties.

If you don't get what you longed for when you were young, you won't want it anymore when you grow up. This is true for things, and so is father's love.Even though there is still room in my heart, my heart is so cold that it can no longer be warmed up in a day or two.

Feeling cold is a process that accumulates over time.

"You're right." Wen Qingshan nodded, "I, as a father, have not fulfilled my duties as a father. I deserve your resentment. But it doesn't matter, the future is long, I am your father after all, even if you I hate it or don’t want to admit it, but what flows in my bones is the blood of my Wen family.”

This is absolutely true.

However, Wen Qingshan admitted that he was wrong, which was beyond Wen Rongchen's expectation.

In his memory, Wen Qingshan never admits his mistakes. He always feels that he is right and will always be right.

"Some of what Bo Yangui said is quite right." Seeing the surprise in Wen Rongchen's eyes, Wen Qingshan suddenly felt it was worth it, "Father and prince are two different concepts. In front of the world, I am the King of Han and the prince, but In front of my son... I should look like a father."

Wen Rongchen frowned and stared at him, suddenly confused, "What on earth is the prince talking about?"

"You are so smart, how come you don't understand what I'm talking about?" Wen Qingshan tucked the blanket for him, "No matter if I was a good father before, but now... I want to be a competent father. Isn’t it okay?”

Wen Rongchen immediately closed his eyes and silently turned his gaze towards the window, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Seeing his appearance, Wen Qingshan suddenly felt a little relieved.

Look, a man is a boy until he dies, but he will always be a child in front of his father...

Child temper.

"I was like this when I was a child. Whenever I had something on my mind, I would look out the window." Wen Qingshan continued, "Don't say anything, don't ask anything, as if if you hold it in your stomach, the matter will disappear? Are you trying to escape?"

Wen Rongchen still kept looking out the window, "One year during the Lantern Festival, I begged my mother to let me go out to watch the lanterns. My mother refused, saying there were too many people and she couldn't protect me. I didn't believe in evil, so I ran away secretly. Go out, the lanterns on the street are really beautiful."

Wen Qingshan's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly remembered this incident, his throat rolled subconsciously, "I..."

"I fell in love with a lantern, and I clearly answered the riddle correctly, but the child snatched the lantern away from my hand because his father was standing next to him. He pushed me to the ground hard, and I couldn't help but Watching the lantern being taken away." Wen Rongchen continued, "When I came back to my senses, I found that the new clothes my mother made for me were torn."

Later, his mother hurriedly led people to look for him, searching all over the streets, but he was curled up in the alley motionless. When he was found, the tears on his face had long dried.

For this matter, Wen Qingshan whipped him twice without explanation, but Wen Rongchen never gave an explanation from beginning to end.

"Why didn't you tell me then?" Wen Qingshan was a little excited, "Dad can make the decision for you."

Wen Rongchen looked back at him with red eyes and said nothing.

Wen Qingshan's heart tightened, as if he realized something, and finally silently lowered his eyes.

(End of this chapter)