On the same New Year's Eve, Daliao went to Beijing.

Prince Yu's residence was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the whole residence was filled with joy.

"Congratulations to the prince, congratulations to the prince, the princess has given birth to Lin's son, double happiness comes to Prince Yu's house."

Po Wen came out of Princess Yu's room, holding a baby wrapped in a small brocade mattress in her arms, and congratulated the middle-aged man guarding the door.

Tuoba Yu had a beard and a red face full of smiles.

He leaned over and looked at the child in Po Wen's arms, and laughed.

"God has really treated me well. People say that thirty-six is ​​a big hurdle in life, but I got another son in my own year. It is a great blessing in life!"

"Take good care of the princess and the little prince, they will both be rewarded later!"

When Po Wen and the other maids heard this, they were all delighted and excited. After thanking him profusely, they carried the little prince back to the delivery room and continued to serve him.

King Yu turned around and saw his adopted son Tuobaling standing under a tree not far behind him, with half of his face exposed in the moonlight and the other half hidden in the shadows. The smile on King Yu's face stiffened, and randomly, he

Back to normal.

He strode toward Tuobaling, and before he could reach him, a hearty laugh could be heard.

"Ling'er, my father is happy tonight. Let's go and have another drink with him. We, father and son, will not return until we are drunk!"

Tuobaling raised his hand and punched in return: "My child obeys your orders!"

Tuoba Yu walked in front, followed closely by Tuoba Ling, heading towards the flower hall in the front yard.

Along the way, Tuoba Ling was secretly looking at Tuoba Yu's back, recalling and sorting out the events of his childhood over and over in his mind.

If what the eldest princess said in her letter was true, could the man in front of her, who seemed very loving to her, really be the murderer of her parents?

Tuoba Ling knew Tuoba Yu's character, which was deep and unpredictable.

Moreover, judging from the fact that he has been by his side and worked for him these past few years, his adoptive father is definitely a ruthless person.

There's nothing he can't do.

Tuobaling walked forward with his head down, his hands subconsciously clenched into fists.

It wasn't until a woman's scream suddenly came to my ears that I realized that I was thinking about something and had arrived at the flower hall unknowingly.

I almost bumped into the oncoming maid.

"How dare you, this humble maid, dare to attack Prince Ling? Why don't you plead guilty quickly?"

Tuoba Yu's majestic and slightly dissatisfied shouts immediately sounded, and the maid turned pale with fright. She hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to Tuoba Ling to confess her guilt.

Tuobaling looked at the maid in front of him expressionlessly and said: "Tonight my father will have a new prince, and a happy event is coming, so I won't punish you. Get up and do your own thing!"

The maid looked grateful, but she knelt there and did not dare to get up.

Tuobaling ignored the maid, turned around, walked to the table, and sat down with a golden sword.

Tuoba Yu glanced at Tuo Ba Ling, and then at the maid who was kneeling down, with a strange look in his eyes.

He said angrily to the maid: "Since King Ling is open-minded and does not care about you, and there is a new prince in the palace, I will make an exception and will not punish you. I will not make an exception next time, go on!"

The maid just knelt down and kowtowed, then hurriedly left the flower hall with the plate.

Here, Tuoba Yu turned around, his fatherly smile restored to his face again.

He came to the table and sat down, looking at Tuobaling amiably: "Ling'er, my father seems to be worried about you tonight, what's wrong? Did you encounter something that confused you? You might as well talk to your father.

"

Tuoba Ling raised his head and looked at Tuoba Yu with a loving face in front of him, a little surprised.

Before the age of six, I had no memory.

Ever since he could remember, he had been living in Prince Yu's Mansion.

The man in front of him was still very young at that time, and he told him that his biological father and mother died of famine, and he was the one who brought him back.

Before he was ten years old, he was raised in Prince Yu's Mansion.

Everyone in the house treated him with respect in public, but secretly talked about him when they got together, saying that he was a little bastard picked up by the roadside.

This is the only man who is truly good to him.

He gave him a life of fine clothing and food, and invited his husband to come home to teach him how to read, calligraphy, and martial arts.

After he was ten years old, this man sent him thousands of miles to the Shaolin Temple in Daqi to become a lay disciple.

He stayed in Shaolin Temple for ten years.

During these ten years, this man would take time out to visit him in the Shaolin Temple every year and tell him many heartfelt words.

It is nothing more than instilling in him that you are a prodigy in martial arts, and that you are the pride and hope of a father.

For ten years, he practiced martial arts assiduously in the Shaolin Temple, temporarily forgetting the worldly affairs, and had only one purpose.

That is to return from school as soon as possible, wait for the call of the father, become the right-hand man of the father, and serve the father!

"Ling'er, what are you thinking about? You were so lost in thought that your father called you several times, but you didn't respond."

Tuobaling's voice came to Tuobaling's ears again, and Tuobaling came back to his senses instantly.

Realizing that he had lost his composure, Tuoba Ling hurriedly stood up, clasped his hands into fists, and leaned down slightly to bow to Tuoba Yu guiltily.

"Father, please forgive me. I just saw my newly born little brother. I couldn't help but think of my father when I was young. It was my father who took care of me in every possible way that made me what I am today. I couldn't help but feel a little emotional!"

Tuoba Ling lied and lowered his eyes to prevent Tuoba Yu from seeing the guilt in his eyes.

Fortunately, Tuoba Yu didn't seem to notice anything. He let out a few hearty laughs and raised his hand to wave to Tuoba Ling.

"My father is very pleased that you can remember what happened in the past. Ling'er, please sit down quickly. Tonight on New Year's Eve, I will stay up late and have a few good drinks with my father!"

"My son, I obey!"

After three rounds of drinking, Tuoba Yu's face was stained with alcohol, but the shrewdness in his eyes was not diminished at all.

"Ling'er, although my father has many children, they are all mediocre compared to your adopted son."

"No matter how talented the little son born tonight is, my father is already old and I'm afraid he won't be able to wait until the day he succeeds," Tuoba Yu said.

Tuoba Ling said hurriedly: "Father, you are young and powerful, why do you say such depressing words?"

Tuoba Yu shook his head, "No, these are not depressing words, this is the truth."

"My father would never say that in front of others, so it is in front of you that my father rips out his heart and lungs."

"Father..."

Just as Tuoba Ling opened his mouth, Tuoba Yu raised his hand and made an interrupting gesture.

"Listen to what my father has to say."

"My father doesn't know why you suddenly retreated this time, and I don't want to investigate the impact of this sudden retreat on our morale, let alone why two thousand elite cavalry soldiers in Yanmen Pass were brutally attacked by a kitchen army of the other side.

Attack and the whole army will be wiped out!"
Chapter completed!