"Ying'er, you should know that although I am father and son with him, we cannot tell others about our affairs. Unless he gives his position to the eldest grandson, I will accept him into Chang'an City. I said at the beginning that only the abdicated emperor can enter and apply to enter Chang'an City, otherwise other emperors will not be allowed to enter Chang'an City."

Han Ling looked at Zhang Huai's English and said earnestly.

"Your Majesty! Then I'll ask him what's going on!"

After hearing this, Zhang Huaiying walked out. Han Ling shook her head, she was sixty years old!

He guessed that his son was afraid that he had not come to abdicate.

After a while, Zhang Huaiying walked in.

"Your Majesty! Ruiyang said he wanted to abdicate!"

"I want to abdicate? That is to say, I haven't abdicated yet?"

Han Ling raised his eyebrows.

"Your Majesty! It's noon in July now, and the scorching sun is in the sky. You can make a difference when you meet again! Don't you want to see your eldest son if you haven't seen each other for thirty years?"

Zhang Huaiying couldn't bear to say.

"I understand this, you go down first! Don't disturb me, I'm still thinking about the problem!"

Seeing Han Ling's expression, Zhang Huaiying had no choice but to push it down.

After Zhang Huaiying left, Han Ling tapped it lightly in the air and a picture appeared. It was like the video function of a silly girl in a magical mobile phone.

There is an old man standing there in the picture. The old man is wearing an elderly outfit and some troops are standing around.

After a while, the old man seemed to leave without giving up and knelt down there. Han Ling had no expression on his face, neither angry nor happy, and just looked at the picture quietly.

As time passed, it was 1:30 noon, and his eldest son had been kneeling here for almost an hour. Now is the hottest time of the day.

"Go and call him in!"

After a while, Han Ling said softly.

No one replied, but soon, in less than a minute, the palace gate of Chang'an City opened, and a team of cloned soldiers appeared in front of Han Ruiyang.

"Your Majesty wants to see you! Please!"

The cloned soldier stood in front of Han Ruiyang and said loudly, without reaching out to help him. This is the cloned soldier. He was only loyal to Han Ling. Even if he was Han Ling's son, he would not be loyal to him. Unless Han Ling gave an order, they would obey his orders instead of being loyal.

"Did the Father want to see me?"

Han Ruiyang raised a tearful face and looked at the soldier in front of him and said.

"please!"

The cloned soldier didn't say much, but he still had the same word "please".

With the help of his guards, Han Ruiyang slowly stood up from the ground.

"Slowly! They are not allowed to go in! Your Majesty only sees you!"

Han Ruiyang can go in, but his guards cannot go in!

"You can find a shaded place to rest! I will call you when I come out!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

The guards left, and Han Ruiyang also followed the cloned soldiers to enter the most mysterious and huge palace city of the Dahan Empire.

The palace groups inside look very classical, but Han Ruiyang has been an emperor for 30 years. He has seen countless things and has a good vision, so he feels that it doesn't seem that simple here.

After Han Ruiyang entered Chang'an City, he got into a car and drove to a huge and magnificent palace.

"please!"

The cloned soldier opened the car door for Han Ruiyang and reached out.

"Afang Palace"

Looking at the three words on the palace in front of him, Han Ruiyang couldn't help but recite.

"Your Majesty is waiting for you inside! Go in!"

Han Ruiyang nodded and walked inside step by step.

He hadn't seen Han Ling for thirty years. He vaguely remembered in his mind that the last time he saw Han Ling was in 1970. Han Ling issued the abdication edict. It was the last time he saw his father.

He never saw him again afterwards. Even from 1970 to 1980, Han Ling still lived in the Forbidden City for the past ten years, and he had never seen him.

Walking into the hall, Han Ruiyang saw a back. The back was a little thin and seemed a little strong, very similar to his father's back. However, when he saw the black hair, he was stunned.

Because in his memory, the hair behind his father and queen seemed to have turned white back then, but now decades have passed, I am afraid it should be even whiter.

"Come?"

A very light voice came, and the voice seemed very young, which made Han Ruiyang hesitate. He felt that this person was not his father.

"I've been kneeling outside for so long, sit down!"

After Han Ling finished speaking, the door closed and a chair suddenly began to appear on the ground.

"You...you are not your father! Who are you?"

This time, Han Ruiyang narrowed his eyes and said with some uncertainty.

"Haha! Are you surprised to see the young one?"

Han Ling turned around and looked at Han Ruiyang with a smile.

"You...you...you..."

This time, Han Ruiyang was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He recognized the person in front of him. It was exactly the same as his father when he was young.

As the founding emperor of the Dahan Empire, Han Ling had already developed very strongly during his reign. Therefore, in the Dahan Empire, both Han Yuan and the government would hang photos of Han Ling's unification of the world and the people of the whole country.

Han Ling had not put on makeup at that time, and the photos of her youth were hung in any corner of the empire.

After so many years, that was the only thing Han Ruiyang could see and think of his father. How could he not know what Han Ling looked like when he was young?

"Sixty-five years ago, I had already taken the elixir of immortality. My appearance has always been as good as I was twenty-six years old. Later, in order not to be shocked by the world, I will take makeup as I come out every day, so you will see how I looked when I was old. In fact, I will never age! Even if I am ninety-one now, I still look like this!"

Han Ling looked at his eldest son sitting down with a smile on his face. There was no chair under him, but just when he was about to sit down, a chair automatically formed on the ground.

"Father!"

After a long time, Han Ruiyang suddenly cried and knelt on the ground. It was rare for a sixty-year-old man to kneel there and cry.

"Okay! Get up! You are so old that you have been an emperor for thirty years. You should have your own calm style."

Han Ling raised his hand slightly, and Han Ruiyang felt like there was a force supporting him.
Chapter completed!