Five years later, the first birthday banquet of the eldest daughter of King Linyuan (Lu Yunting) was crowded with guests and the atmosphere was lively.

At the banquet, Jiang Yueyang held her daughter, who was a beauty at first glance, in her arms, smiling with eyes curved into a smile.

Lu Yunting stood aside, looking at his wife and daughter tenderly, and occasionally exchanging a few words with the guests who came to congratulate him.

Although childbirth was painful and Lu Yunting strongly opposed it, Jiang Yueyang still insisted on giving birth to a daughter.

She wanted a sweet and soft daughter. Firstly, the mother and daughter could have a private conversation, and secondly, the beautiful genes in their family should not be wasted.

During these five years, Lu Yunting led his troops to war twice and won great victories both times. He was named King of Linyuan by Emperor Yuan.

The Prince of Yan (the third prince) was forced into a marriage by the Emperor and Empress two years ago, and after the marriage he left the Supervisory Office and went to his fiefdom.

As for Ye Wuhen, he is still alone.

However, the Blood Evil Pavilion has completely changed. It is no longer a killer organization that takes money to eliminate disasters for others without asking reasons, but an intelligence agency that buys and sells information.

"Godfather."

Ye Wuhen was sitting absentmindedly on a rock by the pool. When he heard the sound, he turned around and looked at the little boy who was pulling his sleeve.

"What's wrong?"

The little boy blinked his big eyes and said in a baby voice, "Godfather, there are bird eggs on the tree. I want to take them down and give them to my sister."

Ye Wuhen looked in the direction of his finger and saw a group of little kids standing under the pear tree, tilting their heads up to cheer for a little boy who was climbing the tree.

At the stone table nearby, a young man with a face as white as jade, an extraordinary temperament and extraordinary handsomeness was playing chess alone, not disturbed by the noise nearby at all.

Ye Wuhen suddenly felt a headache. He didn't want to drink with others in the front yard, so he came to the little kid.

At first, they were just playing a game of chasing each other, but after a while, they were climbing trees.

A bunch of little brats who deserve a beating!

For this one-year-old party, the guests brought many young men and women aged four, five or six to attend the party. Jiang Yueyang asked her two sons to entertain them in the garden of her own yard.

She felt relieved because her eldest son had been steady since he was young.

Ye Wuhen took a deep breath, stood up, and walked towards the pear tree holding the little boy's hand.

"Your Highness, Second Grandson, come on!"

"Come on, Your Highness. We are almost there."

The little boy climbing the tree is the prince’s second son. He is six years old and very naughty.

The Crown Prince also came today, but he came on behalf of the Crown Prince and was having a feast in the front yard.

The young eunuch who followed the second prince's grandson stood under the tree, turning around anxiously, his back soaked with sweat.

But he had no idea what to do. The second grandson would not listen to him and insisted on climbing the tree to take the bird eggs himself. He could only stand with his hands outstretched to protect them from below.

If anything happens to the second grandson of the emperor, he will have ten heads to lose.

At this time, Ye Wuhen walked under the tree.

He tried his luck and said in a deep voice, "Little brat, come down quickly, it's dangerous in the tree."

The second grandson was trying hard to climb up the tree. When he heard the voice, he looked back and saw that it was Ye Wuhen. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Uncle Ye, we are almost there."

After saying that, he moved his short legs and climbed up again.

Ye Wuhen didn't let him continue climbing. He jumped lightly and grabbed the back of his collar and pulled him down.

The second grandson snorted at him angrily and pushed him, "I'll be able to climb up soon!"

"What if you fall down?" Ye Wuhen pointed at a group of children under the tree, "I don't know if you are okay, but they must be."

The second grandson glanced at his friends who were afraid and said weakly, "I won't fall down."

If he didn't fall, nothing would happen to them.

"I think you're going to fall."

"I don't……"

"If you say that again, I'll tell Jiang Yueyang that you climbed a tree in her house." Ye Wuhen interrupted him ruthlessly.

The second grandson was speechless for a moment. He was most afraid that Aunt Yongle would complain, because both his grandfather and father listened to her.

Ye Wuhen was satisfied with this and waved his hand, saying, "Okay, go play on the slide and no more climbing trees."

Except for the second prince and the little boy beside Ye Wuhen, all the other young masters and ladies ran away.

The little boy pointed at the bird's nest on the tree and said, "Godfather, bird eggs!"

"Okay, Lu Heng, it was you who called Uncle Ye here, and that's why I can't climb up."

"Who told you to steal my bird eggs? I found them first!"

After Lu Heng discovered bird eggs on the tree, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to climb up. However, just as he hugged the trunk, the Second Imperial Grandson ran over, pulled him away, and climbed up the tree himself.

He didn't want to compete with the emperor's grandson, so he rolled his eyes and ran to call Ye Wuhen.

The second grandson was so angry at him, "Lu Heng, are you stupid? We can't climb the tree now."

"You're stupid. Why should I climb after you've climbed over here? You've taken down the bird eggs!"

"You...you make me so mad!"

Lu Heng raised his head proudly with a grin that deserved to be beaten on his face, which made the Second Prince so angry that his teeth itched.

Ye Wuhen shook his head in amusement, jumped up lightly, grabbed the tree trunk, and took down all the eggs in the bird's nest.

There were five bird eggs in the nest. Ye Wuhen was partial and gave three eggs to Lu Heng.

Without waiting for the second grandson to express his dissatisfaction, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, go play, no quarreling!"

The two children glared at each other and ran away.

Ye Wuhen walked to the stone table and sat down, propping up his head and asked the little boy opposite, "Lu Chen, they all climbed the tree, and you didn't do anything about it."

Without even raising his eyelids, Lu Chen picked up the white chess piece on his left hand and placed it down, saying calmly, "You won't die."

Ye Wuhen choked. This mouth...

"Playing chess with myself is so boring." Ye Wuhen muttered.

Lu Chen was still concentrating on the chess game. He spoke only after he placed his black piece: "Playing chess with others is boring. There is no suspense at all."

Ye Wuhen choked again. This child has been smart since he was young, but he has a cold personality and his words are a bit choking.

Moreover, he is gifted in chess. Since he learned to play chess at the age of three, he has had few rivals.

He is also a martial arts genius.

Twins were born in the same womb, they look and are similar in intelligence, but their personalities are completely different. The other one is playing and fighting!

Ye Wuhen said with a click of his tongue: "Lu Chen, you are simply not a human being!"

Lu Chen paused, then slowly put down the chess piece in his hand, stared at Ye Wuhen for a long while, and asked, "Godfather, why haven't you gotten married at your age?"

Ye Wuhen was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to the side and snorted, "What do you care?"

"Are you pleased with your mother?"

Ye Wuhen's heart tightened, and he was about to deny it, but Lu Chen spoke again slowly.

"My mother was in the middle of it all, and she was confused as an insider, but I was a bystander who could see clearly."