When Xiao Lanyi returned to the capital, Ruyi was the happiest among them.
"An'an, your dad's back!"
"father?"
What is a dad?
When An'an was able to speak, Xiao Lanyi was engaged in a fierce battle in Dongyu.
Adults may not understand what children mean, but Huo Xiaolong has grown up with a brain since she was four years old, so she understands.
"Just like Brother Bu Hui and Uncle Xiao Miao."
"Is it Dad?"
"Yes, your dad."
Xiao Lanyi was still reporting for duty in the palace, but the backyard of the Prince's Mansion had already become lively.
Today, the main reason for his return to the capital is to have a feast with everyone. Secondly, since Fuzhong doesn't need to go to the palace with him to report on his duties, he came directly to the Prince's residence to see Eunuch Wang.
"Godfather."
"I told you, you don't need to call me godfather."
Eunuch Wang has been gaining weight a lot lately, and with the good food at the Prince's Mansion, he feels he can now go toe-to-toe with Alliance Leader Zhang.
Normally, someone of that age wouldn't be able to beat them, but the old man feels he can now.
"Godfather, I also brought some things for my uncles. Do you see anything we can use?"
Fu Zhong was carrying large and small bags, containing clothes, shoes, and some snacks that are easy for the elderly to chew.
"Hey, isn't this Xiao Fuzhong?! You're not dead!"
"But it scared us to death. We thought you were never coming back."
"That's right. We even asked people in the palace to inquire about you. They all said you died out there. We old folks cried for days."
Wang Gonggong's old friends ran out from the back door, each waving a handkerchief with a charming air.
Xiao Lanhua's reason for Fu Zhong's death was that he died on the battlefield. So she replaced him with a palace maid. She couldn't be without someone to serve her on the road, and one wouldn't be enough.
But the letter did indeed reach Ruyi's hands. Qingsong knew that Fuzhong had several elders in the palace at the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, and she was mainly worried that her elders would be concerned.
Even so, the fewer people who know about this, the better, since it is a crime of deceiving the emperor. Therefore, only Eunuch Wang knows that Fu Zhong is not dead.
"It's good to be out there; my body is so strong now."
An old eunuch tapped Fu Zhong's chest muscle with her delicate fingers, making him feel a little embarrassed.
"Come in, everyone. Don't just stand there," said the eunuch.
"Yes, yes, let's go for a walk around our little courtyard."
"Godfather, how are you doing at the Prince's residence? Are you getting along well with your uncles and elders?"
"I'm very comfortable, don't worry."
The group arrived at the small courtyard that the Prince's mansion had allocated to the eunuchs. The courtyard was neat and tidy, and the bricks and tiles were of good quality.
"What kind of work are the uncles doing in the Prince's mansion? If it's too tiring, I'm in the capital recently and can come over to help every day."
"..."
"..."
The old eunuchs looked at each other, wondering how they should tell the younger generation that they were now eating for free in the Prince's mansion.
Yes, it's just eating plain rice.
That job, I didn't actually do it. If I really had nothing to do, I would be dragged around by those maids.
I thought I was just helping them carry their things, but instead I took them directly to a clothing store for a one-stop service.
"They're quite relaxed in the Prince's mansion now. But you, if you get bored, come and visit more often."
"Yes, godfather."
Outside the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion, General Xiao, dressed in silver armor, rode a tall horse to the gate of the mansion. He saw Ruyi, dressed in plain clothes, from afar.
The woman reached out her hand to him and said softly.
"I'm home."
He held hands with the rough, burning hand; this was the first time since his father left, and he felt a strong urge to return alive.
"Yes, I'm home."
The man gently pulled Ruyi into his arms.
He couldn't care less about etiquette; he missed her terribly.
Huo Xiaolong looked at An'an in her hand and pouted like he did when he was a child.
"You're a freeloader too. Come on, let's hang out with Auntie tonight!"
"Damn it!" An'an nodded vigorously and shouted.
The group of people who came to pick up Xiao Lanyi at the door scattered like birds and beasts, none of them wanting to be a third wheel.
"The Emperor told me everything that has happened recently. Were they people sent by Da'an?"
At the dinner table, Xiao Lanyi asked Long'er.
"Yeah, the one in the harem too, she's been caught too, but I think she's just a scapegoat. Isn't Da'an's move a bit too obvious?"
"Yes, that's why they're sending someone to Great Yan in a few days."
What brings you here?
Huo Xiaolong picked up a piece of blood sausage and put it in his bowl, then asked.
"Marriage alliance".
The girl quickly went through the list of princesses and princes from the Great Yan who could be married off to other states, and finally nodded.
"Which prince or princess of our Great Yan is worthy of being mentioned?"
It's not that she's being sarcastic, but those princesses in the harem are like quails; they run away whenever they see her.
She trembled at the sight of Xiao Lanhua. Wasn't this marriage alliance just sending someone to be a slave?
And those princes, it seems none of them have a chance of ascending the throne.
This isn't about whether he's fighting or grabbing; it's that he just doesn't seem like a decent person at all.
There are still two princes clinging to the back wall. I heard the sixth prince will be back in a few days; he's gone back to his mother's hometown.
Xiao Lanyi subconsciously looked at Lan Tingche, but when he saw Lan Tingche roll up his sleeves to serve soup and vegetables to Huo Xiaolong, Xiao Lanyi suddenly felt a little hopeless.
"How about... you dress up as a prince?"
"No, Long'er cannot take concubines, not even women."
Before Huo Xiaolong could speak, his virtuous wife answered first.
"father?"
Under Huo Xiaolong's brainwashing, Xiao An'an here always calls him "Dad".
"Oh my, my eldest son can call me 'Dad' now?"
The man put down his chopsticks and placed Xiao An'an in his arms.
"Dad, Auntie gave you some gold, so you should give some too."
Xiao An'an had seen Miao Cuifang give her son pocket money every time these past few months, so Huo Xiaolong got the boy a bracelet to wear, the girl said.
"This stuff is great, much better than your brother Bu Hui. When your father comes back, he'll give you silver every month, and he'll even give you a lot of gold. Aren't you happy?"
The little dumpling nodded vigorously.
"happy!"
There's no way there's any gold. This little kid eats anything he sees. Who's going to give him any?
At most, you could add a longevity lock or something.
"Give!"
Xiao Lanyi thought about his spoils of war, which were still stained with blood, and the man began to explain.
"Can Daddy give it to you tomorrow?"
"No! Today! Give it to me!"
Xiao An'an spent a lot of time with Huo Xiaolong, and their personalities were exactly the same. When they were little, if she wanted something, it was always "today, right now! Absolutely!"
"Listen to me, An'an, we men should all live a spacious and honest life!"
"Dad! We're poor!"
"..."
That's true...
We are indeed poor...
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