Chapter 1268: Reliving Princess Jin Yao's Tenderness

Lin Lang reached out and gently pinched his son's nose, saying affectionately, "What little boy isn't naughty? Bounce around on his feet is a child's nature."

"Listen to Father, play as you always will, a carefree childhood is the happiest."

Little Haonan hugged Jin Yao's neck tightly, looked at Lin Lang playfully, and giggled, "Father loves his son the most!"

Upon hearing this, Jin Yao pouted slightly and looked at Lin Lang, saying coquettishly, "Your Majesty, you spoil Nan'er too much. You don't discipline this brat more."

Lin Lang chuckled, put his arm around Jin Yao's waist, and pulled the mother and son into his embrace. He said domineeringly, "What's wrong with me spoiling Nan'er? Hao Nan is our eldest son. Who else should we spoil if not him?"

Jin Yao felt a warmth in her heart upon hearing this. She rubbed her cheek against Lin Lang's warm clothes and patted his arm reproachfully, saying, "Your Majesty spoils Nan'er so much. What will happen if he becomes unruly and lawless?"

Lin Lang replied dismissively, "I cast a divination for Nan'er. This child is kind-hearted by nature. Apart from being playful when he was young, he will grow up to be upright and kind to others. He is not the kind of arrogant and domineering child who bullies others."

"Really, Your Majesty? What will Nan'er achieve in the future?" Princess Jin Yao asked, her eyes sparkling.

Lin Lang replied mysteriously, "If I tell you in advance, there will be no surprise. I can only tell you that Nan'er will become a regional overlord in the future."

Jin Yao was overjoyed to hear this, and she kissed Xiao Haonan's face repeatedly with a sweet smile, "You little rascal, did you hear that? When you grow up, you will be a powerful ruler who dominates the region."

Little Haonan nestled in Jin Yao's arms, tugging at Lin Lang's sleeve with his little hands and calling out in his childish voice, "Your subject wants to learn skills from Father Emperor so that I can protect Mother Consort and my younger brother in the future!"

"Good lad, you have ambition!" Lin Lang pinched his son's chubby little face, unable to hide the smile in his eyes.

"Father will teach you the art of being an emperor, how to lead troops and deploy troops, and I guarantee that I will teach you to become a great hero who stands tall and upright."

"Your Majesty, Nan'er is only five years old. What is there to learn about leading troops and deploying formations? Let's start by teaching him to read and write."

"There's no rush to learn to read," Lin Lang said, ruffling Xiao Haonan's hair. "Childhood is a time for playing and having fun. When he's older, he'll have plenty of time to learn these things."

Little Haonan raised his little face proudly and said, "The teacher said that I have a photographic memory. As long as he teaches me a word or poem once, I can recite it backwards."

Upon hearing this, Lin Lang smiled and said, "If that's true, then Nan'er has awakened the superpower of photographic memory. From now on, my beloved consort will not need to worry about Nan'er's studies."

Holding her son, Jin Yao asked with great joy, "Really, my darling? Can you really remember everything you see?"

Xiao Haonan nodded proudly, "Of course it's true. If Mother doesn't believe me, you can test your son."

Jin Yao said with some doubt, "Son, if you can recite the Thousand Character Classic that your teacher taught you yesterday without missing a single word, then your mother will believe you."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Haonan immediately began reciting, swaying his head: "Heaven and earth were dark and yellow, the universe was vast and boundless. The sun and moon wax and wane, the stars and constellations are arrayed."

"The cold comes and the heat goes, autumn harvests and winter stores. Leap years complete the year, and the musical scales harmonize the seasons..."

Xiao Haonan's crisp, clear voice floated through the hall. He swayed his head and looked incredibly spirited, reciting the poem flawlessly and fluently.

Jin Yao was increasingly surprised as she listened. Her eyes suddenly lit up as if they were filled with stars, and she couldn't suppress the smile on her lips. She couldn't help but turn her head to look at Lin Lang.

Lin Lang was smiling as he looked at his son. Noticing her gaze, he nodded slightly, his eyes filled with satisfaction and pride.

The little guy was so engrossed in carrying it that his little feet were still swinging back and forth in Jin Yao's arms, keeping a cheerful rhythm.

Jin Yao smiled and carefully placed her son on the ground, pinching his chubby arms: "You little rascal, you're so heavy, your mother can hardly carry you anymore."

Little Haonan ignored him and continued reciting, swaying his head, "First came writing, then clothing. The throne was ceded, the Yu and Tang dynasties rose..."

Lin Lang bent down and rubbed his son's head, interrupting him with a smile: "Alright, you brat, stop memorizing. Your father and mother both believe you have a photographic memory."

Xiao Haonan then stopped reciting the Thousand Character Classic, raised his head with his little neck stiff, hugged his chest with both hands, puffed out his little chest, and his big eyes darted around, clearly saying "Praise me!"

Jin Yao was amused by her son's adorable appearance and chuckled. She squatted down and pinched his cheek, saying, "Our Nan'er is such a little prodigy! He has a photographic memory, it's amazing!"

Lin Lang couldn't help but smile and praised loudly, "Good lad, as expected of my precious son, you're so smart!"

Upon hearing the praise, the little donkey immediately beamed with joy, hopping and skipping back into Jin Yao's arms. It then grabbed Lin Lang's hand and shook it incessantly, chattering excitedly as it showed off.

"The master has praised me! Although I am still young, I have already shown extraordinary talent. I will surely be a pillar of society in the future."

"The master also said that I act with method and have foresight. Given time to refine myself, I will surely bring glory to my ancestors and achieve great things."

Jin Yao was overjoyed to hear this, and she pulled Xiao Haonan into her arms, kissing his soft cheeks several times, her eyes curving into crescent moons.

"Our Nan'er is so amazing! She's so young and already receiving such praise from her teacher. I'm so proud of her!"

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Lin Lang stood aside, watching the mother and son's affectionate appearance, his eyes almost overflowing with tenderness. He reached out and ruffled Xiao Haonan's hair, his tone full of praise: "What the master said is true, Nan'er will definitely achieve great things in the future."

Little Hao Nan was so flattered that his tail practically flew to the sky. He broke free from Jin Yao's embrace, puffed out his little chest, and paced around the hall a couple of times. He then imitated the teacher, putting his hands behind his back and solemnly mimicking an adult.

"Of course, I must protect my mother and younger brother, and also share my father's burdens!"

Lin Lang and Jin Yao couldn't help but smile at each other, both very satisfied with their precious son.

As he spoke, Xiao Haonan deliberately put on a serious face, took his short legs and walked to the pot of peonies in the hall. He put his hands behind his back and examined them seriously, just like a little adult.

Jin Yao couldn't help but laugh, covering her mouth and shaking with laughter. She turned to Lin Lang and winked, "Your Majesty, look at this brat, he's really learned the master's mannerisms perfectly."

Little Hao Nan's head was so close that his nose almost touched the petals. He frowned and suddenly spoke in a clear voice: "The peony loves to seek fragrance, and two branches reflect the hall."

Jin Yao was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Wow, our Nan'er can already compose poetry so easily! These two lines sound so elegant."

Lin Lang raised an eyebrow, stepped forward, scooped his son into his arms, and praised him affectionately, "You little rascal, you have quite the talent for writing. This poem has a certain charm."

Little Hao Nan proudly raised his chin, pointing with his little hand at the peony in the flowerpot, and chuckled, "The peony is so beautiful, so dazzling."

Lin Lang chuckled softly, weighed his son in his hand, and praised, "Oh, our Nan'er has already learned the 'Peach Blossom' poem from the Book of Songs from his teacher, and he can even apply what he's learned to create a new version!"

Xiao Haonan immediately puffed out his chest in Lin Lang's arms and said in a clear voice, "Father, isn't your son amazing?"

"Amazing! My precious Nan'er is the best!" Lin Lang kissed his son's little face repeatedly with affection.

Jin Yao stepped forward with a smile and gently tapped her son's nose with her fingertip. "You little rascal, your mother has instructed the imperial chef to make your favorite roasted lamb arm for lunch, how about that?"

The roasted lamb arm that Jin Yao mentioned is actually the name for the roasted lamb foreleg in the Tang Dynasty.

Upon hearing about roasted lamb arm, Xiao Haonan's eyes lit up instantly. His previous serious demeanor vanished immediately, and he wrapped his arms around Lin Lang's neck, pleading, "Okay! Your subject wants Father and Mother to eat with me!"

"Alright, alright, Father will eat with you." Lin Lang agreed with a smile.

Jin Yao leaned against Lin Lang, watching her son chattering in his arms. Her heart was filled with tenderness, and a smile never left her lips.

Lin Lang, feeling somewhat resentful that his desire to be intimate with Jin Yao had been interrupted, picked up Xiao Haonan and coaxed him, "My child, let the palace maid take you to the garden to fly a kite for a while, and you can come back for lunch, okay?"

Little Haonan shook his head like a rattle drum, seemingly still shaken by the fall that had injured his forehead. He pouted and replied, "No! Your subject wants to play with Father and Mother. I'm not going out to play!"

"Hehe..." Jin Yao covered her mouth and chuckled, immediately realizing Lin Lang's wicked intentions.

Lin Lang said with a sigh, "Son, your clinging to your father and mother will only delay our business. Why don't you go out and play for a while longer?"

Xiao Haonan shook his head again, muttering, "No, what if I fall and hurt my head again while playing outside? It will hurt so much."

"Haha..." Lin Lang couldn't help but laugh, "You brat, aren't you ruining your father and mother's good time?"

Xiao Haonan asked with a bewildered look, "Father, how could I possibly ruin anything good for you and Mother when I'm being such a good boy?"

“Uh…” Lin Lang was speechless for a moment when asked the question.

Jin Yao blushed upon hearing this, afraid that her son would misunderstand something. She quickly raised her small fist and gently punched Lin Lang's shoulder, scolding him playfully, "Your Majesty, you're so annoying! Stop talking nonsense, what's wrong with playing with your son for a while?"

Lin Lang chuckled softly as Jin Yao punched him: "Alright, alright, I won't talk nonsense anymore. Can't you just listen to your beloved consort and play with your son?"

Little Hao Nan had no idea about the subtle thoughts between adults. Upon hearing this, he immediately clapped his hands and cheered, wriggling out of Lin Lang's arms and swinging his short legs as he exclaimed, "That's great!"

Seeing her son's happy expression, Jin Yao smiled and pinched Xiao Haonan's cheek, asking, "You little rascal, what do you want to play?"

Little Hao Nan's eyes lit up, "Mother, I want to ride a horse! I want to go to the horse farm with Father!"

Jin Yao replied, both amused and exasperated, "You little rascal, you've already forgotten the pain after falling down and you're still thinking about playing."

"Your Majesty, please take me horseback riding, okay?" Little Haonan hugged Lin Lang's neck and shook him, his childish voice full of dependence.

"Alright, Father will take you horseback riding. You and the palace maids go to the palace to wait for Father. Father will change his clothes, okay?" Lin Lang carefully put Xiao Haonan back on the ground.

"Alright, then Father, hurry up, I can't wait any longer." Xiao Haonan smiled happily, grabbed the palace maid's hand, and eagerly walked out.

After Xiao Haonan and the palace maid stepped out of the palace gate, Lin Lang snapped his fingers and summoned a clone to accompany his son to the horse farm.

When Lin Lang, the clone, left the room, he made sure to close the door behind him.

Lin Lang, the main character, chuckled mischievously as he picked up Jin Yao and strode towards the soft couch in the inner hall.

Jin Yao exclaimed in surprise, instinctively hugging Lin Lang's neck, burying her face in the crook of his neck, and said coquettishly, "Your Majesty, you're really something, actually sending a clone to play with our son, you still won't let your concubine off the hook."

"My beloved, I'm already intoxicated. If I don't hold you and sleep for a while, it feels like wild grass is growing in my heart." Lin Lang gently placed the beauty in his arms on the soft couch.

He lay down on his side, reached out and pulled Jin Yao into his arms, letting her rest her head on his arm. He smelled the fragrance of her hair and couldn't help but place a precious kiss on her forehead.

Jin Yao blushed and nestled obediently in Lin Lang's arms, her voice as soft as cotton: "Your Majesty, you're so naughty!"

Lin Lang lowered his head and pecked Jin Yao's luscious red lips, tightening his arms around her. His voice was deep and affectionate, "Then I'll show you how bad I can be, until you cry and beg for mercy."

"Hmph, you bad guy." Jin Yao's delicate heart trembled. She looked up into Lin Lang's deep eyes, where the affection was almost drowning her.

She took the initiative to kiss Lin Lang's lips, like a little animal secretly tasting honey, cautious yet full of joy.

Lin Lang's eyes darkened, and he took the initiative, deepening the kiss.

Jin Yao returned Lin Lang's kiss with deep emotion, her eyes sparkling with a smile like shattered starlight, dazzling and bright.

Jin Yao felt a little embarrassed because it was broad daylight. She shyly raised her arm and gently tugged at the tassel rope of the brocade curtain hanging by the bed.

With a "whoosh," the crimson and gold-painted curtains fell, like a soft barrier, completely isolating the room from the spring light and the noise outside the window.

The sunlight, filtered into fine golden flakes, gently enveloped the two figures nestled together through the hazy gauze curtains.

The air inside the tent was filled with a sweet and ambiguous atmosphere, like a jar of honey that had been brewing for many years, so sweet that one couldn't bear to blink.

"My beloved, you smell so good!" Lin Lang kissed Jin Yao's reddened earlobe, his voice deep and mellow like fine wine.

Jin Yao snuggled closer to Lin Lang, a sweet smile curving her lips, her eyes filled with a tender blend of shyness and affection, before she closed her dreamy eyes shyly.