Han Xiaoshan did not stay in the court for a long time. He only spoke with Han Yelin, asked about his family and told him that he was OK. Then he went to the imperial study.

The courtiers watched Han Xiaoshan leave and then looked at Han Yelin with complicated eyes.

Who doesn't envy Han Yelin.

All over the world, except for the son raised by the emperor who can inherit the throne, I have never heard of the son of the minister's family inheriting the throne.

Of course, with the exception of the turbulent times when dynasties changed, we only talk about the normal succession.

"General Han, what a blessing. I really envy you." Someone came forward to talk to Han Yelin with a smile, and wanted to flatter him and hold his thigh, but the words he said were sour.

Can it not be sour?

To raise a son of his own, let alone become a prince, it's very difficult for him not to worry about it. But Han Yelin's son

Compare goods with goods, and compare people with people.

"Yes, General Han really makes us envious. We have to rely on General Han in the future. There's a new Hongyu restaurant on East Street... Hello... General Han, how can you go and have a drink with me before I finish my words?"

"Hum!"

Looking at the figure of Han Yelin leaving, someone snorted coldly, patted the shoulders of the two ministers who tried to talk to Han Yelin, but were ignored, and shook his head

"What do you say to him? No matter how powerful it is, it's not even without a seed. "

"I've been raising children for other people for so many years. I don't even have a seed of my own. I don't know what kind of bull he is."

"After so many murders, it's strange to have your own seed."

"My aunt gave birth to a son for me some time ago. I'll invite you to drink later."

......

They left with a smile and disdain for Han Yelin, but only they knew what was in their heart.

No matter whether Han Yelin has his own children or not, he may raise a child to become the prince, which is also enviable.

There is this one, there is no child in my life, and some people envy it.

Say those sour words, but also can't eat grape t said grape t acid.

With Han Yelin's ear power, he listened to those people's words clearly, but he didn't care at all. On the contrary, the corners of his lips also aroused a smile.

"Little son." Han Yelin suddenly spoke.

One left, two has been in Han Yelin side, replaced one to become Han Yelin side of the most used dark guard.

It's just that he's not happy.

In the past, the master always called him er or Han Er directly. Since his wife knew his existence again and called him Xiao Er Zi, the Master seemed to open the door of the new world and always called him Xiao Er Zi.

Little two

Every time he sounds like "little son.".

"Master." Small two endure to correct the master's words, respectful answer, silently do deep breathing.

"Did you hear what those people said just now?" Han Yelin asked in a good mood.

"I hear you." Xiao Er seems to have guessed what he wants to do, and his mouth can't help twitching.

"Do you know how to do it?"

"I know." The tone of sophomore is full of helplessness.

Such a master, he is helpless.

How can he catch the trouble of pretending to be poor in front of his wife? He just pretends to be poor. He doesn't like pretending to be poor himself. If he wants to be a dark guard, he has to pretend to be silent.

Then he showed his generosity in front of his wife. It doesn't matter. He's fine.

If Xiao Er has been through modern times, he will know that his master is a big green tea.

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