You rascal, stop right there!

Chapter 320: No one around, almost sticking together

The two countries negotiated for half a month.

Xuan Li refused to release the hostages, and the whole country was outraged!

Daqing decided to launch a northern expedition against Xuanli in July.

This is the battle to establish the new dynasty!

The original big winners were all excited about this battle, and some even vowed to destroy their country and eat their flesh.

It was precisely because the border was so chaotic that the task of bringing Old Man Bai from Dingzhou to Caizhou was delayed.

It was a long time since daybreak.

Someone pulled the corner of the quilt with one hand and touched the lips of the person opposite him greedily, but only tasted it lightly.

Bai Wan was soundly sleeping, with a look of exhaustion between her brows...

Ling Shumo gently covered her exposed shoulders and said softly, "Wake up whenever you want!"

The so-called "sun is at noon" is just an excuse.

He casually smoothed his hair and took care of all the things in the room before leaving the room.

Bai Wan had suffered many misfortunes in the past and had always been in poor health. Ling Shumo had to make medicine for him every once in a while to regulate his health.

The smell of medicine smoke curls up...

In the bedroom, someone woke up very late.

Fortunately, Ling Shumo had already cleaned the bed and bathtub and changed his underwear, otherwise the person who woke up would be resentful.

Ling Shumo tiptoed to open the door and handed the bowl of medicine directly to the person.

"Um……"

Bai Wan was startled by the pungent smell. She struggled to get up from the bed with her hands and opened her eyes.

In front of me was the familiar black bowl.

The smell was terrible, just like usual.

"Awake." Ling Shumo was still as gentle and elegant as ever. "Take the medicine first, okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone hit him on the head.

"Do you have any white sugar cake?" Bai Wan immediately spread out his hands and asked for it as if it was his right.

Ling Shumo said sincerely: "Yes——"

"Sweet enough?"

"foot--"

Someone opened his mouth wide and drank the contents of the bowl in one gulp, as if it were not bitter medicine, but as hearty as drinking wine.

After drinking the medicine, he took the candy cake directly from Ling Shumo's hand.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Bai Wan also commented complacently.

At this moment, he seemed to have noticed something: "Zi Chen, this pastry is so fresh, you must have made it yourself."

Although he is not good at cooking, he is very picky about food.

“Because if you always go out to buy it, you won’t have enough time.”

Ling Shumo spoke seriously, as if he was describing a very ordinary matter.

The white peas enjoyed it very much and ate it to their heart's content.

"Zi Chen, if we really have no money in the future, how about we set up a stall together?"

"how you said that?"

"Because the food on the street isn't as delicious as yours."

The tone was one of approval and encouragement, and he was generous with his praise.

Ling Shumo was flattered and laughed dumbly: "That's fine—"

In fact, he knew that what he made was mediocre.

However, this person started by boasting that he could make ordinary dishes and then he improved step by step until he could make white sugar cake.

Looking at the affectionate man in white...

The scoundrel has such a deep mind!

The whole room fell silent.

Boom boom Khotan...

There was a sound of hoofbeats outside the door!

Call——

Someone drove a carriage past the gate of the yard.

Bai Wan's ears were pointed, and she jumped up immediately. She pushed Ling Shumo away and started to get dressed, without noticing that she had pushed him off the bed again.

The carriage stopped.

Perhaps because this place seemed a bit remote, the old man looked around and called out, "Is this the place?"

The black-clad man beside him, Lin Yan, said, "Yes, Mr. Bai lives here now."

"Then I must go see him quickly!"

The old man is still strong and ready to push the door open in one step.

A Yan couldn't stop him and couldn't help but complain in his heart: I hope he doesn't see Mr. Bai and Mr. Ling being so close.

Sometimes the two of them were so oblivious to the people around them that they almost stuck together.

Old Man Bai, who was outside the door, walked into the yard and sniffed when he smelled the medicine.

"What is the taste?"

The room was filled with the aroma of medicine.

Hearing the voice, Ling Shumo quietly tidied his clothes and went out.

"Lord Ling, how could you..."

Old Man Bai obviously didn't expect Bai Wan to live with him. The old man with gray hair was just happy that someone was taking care of him.

"Uncle Bai, Ling has already resigned from his post. You don't have to call me Sir. Just call me 'Zi Chen'."

Ling Shumo looked up and helped the old man sit down inside the house.

Seeing people being so respectful to him, Old Man Bai frowned and smiled, "I believed it when I saw Zichen. Ah Bai sent someone to pick me up and bring me here to enjoy the good life. I thought this kid was just kidding me again."

"Abai always keeps his word and is very filial to you." Ling Shumo said.

Indeed, he sent me monthly allowance and letters every month, without fail. Adding Ling Shumo's letter, it was double.

"That's right. After all, I always treated him as my own son."

Old Man Bai looked very pleased with himself, for the boy he had rescued and adopted was a world-famous painter, who was both likable and filial.

Realization dawned.

"Wait, this smell of herbs, is my son sick?"

As soon as Bai Wan came out of the door, he heard a familiar voice.

He was indeed an old man with gray hair, wearing a gray robe and a short stature.

"No, I'm in good health!"

He walked forward complacently.

"Abai, you kid!"

As Old Man Bai went up, he saw the man opposite him clasping his hands together.

The father and son hadn't seen each other for a long time and were facing each other for a long time. They joked with each other without any barriers between them.

Bai Wan joked that he was living in this small bamboo house during this period, but Old Man Bai said that it was good enough as long as it could shelter from the wind and rain. No matter how big or beautiful the house was, it was just a small clay pot.

The two of them pulled each other's cheeks and then burst into laughter!

They are not biological father and son, but they are better than father and son.

Ling Shumo smiled softly, "Uncle Bai's room has been cleaned up. Let's have lunch together later."

Old Man Bai's tone was full of admiration:

"Our Ah Bai is always like this. It's troublesome for Zichen to take care of him. He is such a scoundrel and never behaves properly."

How can it be called trouble?

That's caring willingly!

Ling Shumo's smile remained unchanged as he looked at Bai Wan beside him without any concealment, staring at her unexpectedly.

In that gaze.

Lingering in my heart, deep affection...

A Yan, who was standing by, watched helplessly and held his forehead with his hand.

These two people, especially after getting married, don't know how to restrain their gazes at all.

In this way, I'm afraid that Old Man Bai will see through it before the showdown even begins!