"Considering your kidās situation, give him a chance to negotiate." Baili Han raised an eyebrow, "How about it, does your old man keep his word?"
Hearing him say āold manā, Yangyang felt a bit awkward.
"A man should stand by his word, indeed, indeed." Yangyang circled around him, "Iāve suddenly found you more pleasing to the eye."
"Pfft..." Baili Han sprayed out a mouthful of wine.
"Hey, what are you so excited about?" Yangyang looked disdainfully at the spilled wine on the table, "Youāre so dirty."
"You unfilial son, are you trying to anger me to death!" Baili Han roared.
The people guarding outside the tent thought, could it be that the little prince is inside?
Looking at the young Emperor who rushed over from Liao City with his men, they suddenly felt uneasy.
The young Emperor, with sharp ears, naturally heard the conversation inside the tent, lowered his head, his eyes flashing with an unseen dark fire.
"That little bastard is back." The young Emperor clenched his fist a little tighter, wondering if the unreliable Father Emperor would dismiss him now that the bastard had returned?
Hesitating at the door, unsure of whether to go in, he felt even more uncomfortable hearing the laughter inside.
"Emperor!" General Zha, returning, saw the young Emperor standing at the door, somewhat puzzled.
"General Zha!" The young Emperorās originally gloomy face instantly returned to normal upon seeing General Zha. "I came to see Father Emperor!"
"Chenāer is outside?" Baili Hanās voice came from outside, "Come in then."
The voice, as refreshing as a spring breeze, momentarily made the young Emperor feel bewildered.
In his impression, his good Father Emperor had never spoken to him like that.
Upon entering, he saw Yangyang standing by the table; when he came in, Yangyang acted as if he hadnāt seen him, continuing to tilt his head.
This little bastard dared to be so disrespectful towards him; just wait, sooner or later he would settle this score. Unintentionally, Yangyang was noted down by the young Emperor again.
Regarding this son, Baili Han indeed felt quite conflicted inside.
Those years he often shifted from one person to another, occasionally causing him memory issues.
Once he thought this child was his own child, seeing his frailty recalled his own past, provoking him enough to want to kill this child.
Until later, two souls within him merged (Prince Le had a split personality; he didnāt understand the concept of split personality, hence he considered himself to have two souls within), some memories in his brain gradually awakened, and he remembered this child was not his.
The childās biological mother was originally a little maid in the harem of Prince Ningās Mansion, not valued by anyone, not even attended by an elder woman during childbirth. Had he not visited Prince Ningās Mansion by night, this child would have been drowned by the haremās people long ago.
By logic, he should be this childās benefactor, although now he feared the child might consider him an enemy.
After thinking about it, he waved his hand, "Both of you, out!"
Upon hearing this, Yangyang jumped off the chair, and General Zha followed him out.
"Does Father Emperor have something to say to his son?"
"Next month Great Qi and Great Zhou are having a peace conference."
"Peace conference?" in the young Emperorās mind, he thought why peace, wasnāt the war going well?
"Have you forgotten what your surname is?" Baili Han naturally knew what he was thinking.
The young Emperor paused, "I dare not!"
"Participate in this matter, and learn from it."