Gao Shang blinked his watery eyes, and the dark soul pulled him in his arms.

Lin Xuan'er also pulled Xiaoxuan and said, "Xiaoxuan, do you want to pay homage to your aunt too?"

Xiaoxuan blinked his slender eyelashes, nodded, then walked in front of An Po, learning noble behavior, holding his small fists in both hands, and said in a slight voice, "Xiao Xuan'er pays homage to aunt."

"Be good at Xiao Xuan'er." An Po also bowed and touched his little face. She didn't realize that she had called him by her name. She glanced at Song Jingran from the bottom of her eyes and said with a smile, "Is Xiao Xuan'er? I want to pay my respects to my uncle too."

Even if they give them a chance to get in touch with their father and son, it might be less cruel to Song Jingran.

Xiaoxuan blinked his ignorant eyes and glanced around. There was only Song Jingran, a man. Xiaoxuan also fell on him, and then looked at Danpo again, as if waiting for her approval.

Seeing that he was so smart at such a young age, Anpo nodded happily; Xiaoxuan nodded as well after receiving the approval, and turned around and walked towards Song Jingran.

Because he was dressed a lot and didn't walk very well, he was on the lawn again. Xiaoxuan didn't come to Song Jingran and tripped by the things under his feet. Song Jingran quickly stepped forward. Because he was nervous, Xiaoxuan was small, so he could only kneel on the lawn with one leg before hugging Xiaoxuan who almost fell down. He asked in a nervous voice, "Is it okay?"

Xiaoxuan shook his head with a tender expression; everyone was panicked, but the moment Song Jingran hugged Xiaoxuan, it was relieved a little.

Song Jingran couldn't hold him for too long, so he put him firmly on the ground and got up as well.

Xiaoxuan raised his head and looked at him with his black eyes. After a while, Xiaoxuan said, "Xiaoxuan'er pays homage to uncle."

Song Jingran curled the corner of his mouth and touched his head, "Xiao Xuan'er, be good." He always had an indescribable feeling about Xiao Xuan. This strong sense of inexplicableness made him even more impatient to find out Xiao Xuan's life experience.

Xiaoxuan's tender face showed an ignorant and bright smile. When he turned around and was about to leave, he found a dead grass under Song Jingran's clothes. He picked it up and returned to Lin Xuan'er's arms.

Lin Xuan'er held Xiao Xuan in her arms. She was nervous, excited, and worried about the interaction between them, father and son.

Dark Soul said at the right time, "Be good at Shang'er, it's better to take Brother Xuan to play first."

Gao Shang nodded, walked to support Xiaoxuan, and was led away by the palace servant; Song Jingran kept looking at Xiaoxuan, thinking about it.

Lin Xuan'er and others were sitting. Seeing that Song Jingran was still moving, Dark Hun deliberately reminded him, "Young Master Song might as well come and sit down."

Song Jingran hesitated, mixed with the three women, was there something wrong? He would rather look at it from a distance like this.

Song Jingran was still hesitating. At this time, a palace maid came hurriedly, either heading straight to Lin Xuan'er or Dark Soul, but heading straight to Song Jingran. The palace maid bowed to Lin Xuan'er and Dark Soul, and then said to Song Jingran in a blink of an eye, "Can Master Song borrow a step to speak?"

Song Jingran looked at the palace servant inexplicably, glanced at the three people beside him, and walked a few more steps aside.

The palace servant walked a few steps with him. The palace servant handed him something, then muttered a few words in his ear, and left in a hurry.

Before Song Jingran could react, the palace servant had already walked away. He seemed to have a feeling of uneasiness around him, and when he opened his palms and looked at the things the palace servant gave him.

Lin Xuan'er and others were chatting laughter, completely ignoring Song Jingran's thoughtful walk; until he approached, An Po seemed to notice his absent-mindedness, she asked with a smile, "What's wrong, but what's wrong?"

Song Jingran returned to his senses and curled his lips for a long time, "King Liang talked to Song about something, Song took his leave first."

Lin Xuan'er and Dark Hun both smiled and nodded. Lin Xuan'er glanced at him deeply, as if venting his longing for a long time.

After Song Jingran left, they entered the topic of whatever they wanted. It was a rare time to relax and greet with their body and mind. They were also happy.

Song Jingran's figure appeared in a secluded place near the cold palace. He saw a woman's back from a distance. He paused, glanced around, and walked forward.

When the woman heard the footsteps, she did not turn around. Song Jingran bowed and said, "Song meets the Queen."

After hearing this, Miaoji turned around lazyly. She looked at Song Jingran coldly, and a faint sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Young Master Song is indeed punctual."

Song Jingran looked at Miaoji, not inferior to her at all, and he curled the corner of his mouth, "The Empress summoned Song, but Song didn't dare to be negligent."

"Very good..." Miaoji deepened the cold smile on her face, as if showing her satisfaction with Song Jingran's attitude.

Song Jingran quickly glanced at her expression with cold eyes, nodded and said, "I wonder what advice do you have to ask for by the Empress summoning Song?"

Miaoji smiled, Song Jingran was still very calm. Even if she threatened him, he could still remain so calm.

"I am looking for Master Song to come here because I want to make a deal with Master Song." Miaoji looked at Song Jingran arrogantly. She had no leisure to fight him, not to mention that she was not allowed to stay here in time, place, and affairs.

Song Jingran's first reaction was to refuse. Although he knew that Miaoji came prepared, "Song is not talented, I'm afraid..."

Before Song Jingran finished speaking, Miaoji interrupted him directly and said, "Why should Master Song rush to refuse me?"

Seeing Miaoji with a hint of pride, Song Jingran simply stopped going around in circles, so he said coldly: "Song is stupid, I hope the Empress can speak clearly."

"Does Young Master Song know the true identities of the little prince and the little princess?" Miao Ji smiled meaninglessly. She looked at Song Jingran and observed the changes in his expression.

Song Jingran's face froze, noticed that Miaoji was looking at him, and he pursed his lips again, "Since he is a prince and princess, he is naturally the son of King Liang." He said a bit far-fetchedly, and he didn't understand why Miaoji suddenly mentioned this.

Miao Ji snorted with a sneering look, "Why should Young Master Song deceive himself!"

"Please forgive Song for not knowing what the Empress is?" Song Jingran's face was a little cool. He could vaguely detect Miaoji's meaning. Although Xiaoyi and Xiaoxuan's life experience have always been a mystery in his heart, he was just suspicious and was not sure. However, Miaoji's words made him even more hesitant.
Chapter completed!