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Chapter 787 Abducting a Prince to Be Her Husband 9

Chapter 787 Abducting a Prince to Be Her Husband 9
Usually, father is the most relaxed and in the best mood at this time.

When Ye Ran entered, Ye Huang was still drinking refreshments in the pavilion with white jade railings from last time.

Outside the gazebo, a tall fire maple plant covers the yellow glazed tiles of the gazebo, against the white railings, which is particularly pleasing to the eye.

Ye Huang held his gray beard in one hand, while shaking his head and chanting something.

Feeling very comfortable.

Yeran rushed into the gazebo excitedly.

Yehuang stopped reciting poems, purposely put on a straight face, and scolded softly.

"There are no rules."

Ye Ran chuckled, and made a gesture of saluting Ye Huang.

"Good morning, Father."

"Good morning, what time is it?"

Ye Huang chuckled, with endless doting in his eyes.

Yeran poured a cup of tea with rare hospitality and handed it to Yehuang.

"Father, please have some tea."

Yehuang took the tea and didn't answer, feeling secretly happy.He knew what Yeran came to see him for, and he was not so filial in normal times, so he poured tea for him.

Xiao Yeran has a few fancy intestines in his belly, is there any reason why he, as a father, can't see through it?
Yeran watched Yehuang drink the tea eagerly, quickly took the teacup, put it on the table, and helped Yehuang sit down again.

"Father, you are tired, and my son will beat your back."

Yehuang happily closed his eyes, waiting to accept his son's filial piety.

It seems that it is a good thing to make things difficult for your son occasionally. Did he pamper him too much in the past?

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his back, as if he had been hit hard by a hammer.

Yehuang screamed in pain.

"Hey, it's such a heavy hand, are you using this old bone of the father as a sandbag?"

He couldn't help regretting in his heart, how could he forget that what this careless son likes is to practice martial arts, the best is to fight with others, but he has never been interested in serving people.

Ye Ran was so frightened that she quickly laughed along with her.

"Father, I'm sorry. I will be careful."

Yehuang waved his hands again and again.

"No, no, just tell me if you have anything to say."

Let him try a few more punches, and the imperial doctors in the imperial hospital should be busy again.

This kind of thing of serving people should be left to his princess to endure in the future.

(End of this chapter)

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