Ling Qingwan was delighted, she stood up and ran to Ling Xiao's side, she took his arm with great familiarity, and smiled as she pulled Ling Xiao to sit down at the table.
Ling Xiao laid out the food. The pastries were fragrant, sweet and soft, and the smell made people drool.
"Eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good when it gets cold." Ling Xiao raised his head slightly and moved a plate of sugar cake in front of Ling Qingwan.
Perhaps because of the trip from the Marquis' Mansion to the Prince's Mansion last night, Ling Qingwan was indeed a little hungry, and soon a piece of cake went into her stomach.
Ling Xiao found Ling Qingwan so adorable, his eyes curved into crescents. He carefully poured the tea and handed it to Ling Qingwan.
"My brother came to Iris Pavilion to see me so early in the morning. I'm afraid it's not as simple as bringing me breakfast." Ling Qingwan chuckled, looking as if she understood.
If it was just about delivering breakfast, the servants in the kitchen could do it, and there would be no need for him, the eldest young master of the Marquis's Mansion, to do it. Ling Qingwan knew that Ling Xiao was hiding something.
Sure enough, when he saw Ling Qingwan asking him, he didn't beat around the bush and moved closer to Ling Qingwan, his expression full of curiosity.
"Wanwan, what do you think of your brother during the time you've been with him?" Ling Xiao asked Ling Qingwan.
"Very good! My brother and mother are the closest people to me in the mansion." Ling Qingwan said as she stuffed another piece of cake into her mouth. "No, not just the mansion, but everywhere."
"Then do you believe your brother?" Ling Xiao asked again, moving closer to Ling Qingwan.
Ling Qingwan's hand holding half a piece of cake trembled, and the cake almost fell to the ground.
“I believe it…I believe it.”
What happened today? Why does my brother look so strange? Ling Qingwan looked Ling Xiao up and down as if he were a fool.
"Then tell me, who do you like more, the Seventh Prince or the Crown Prince?" Ling Xiao looked serious, staring straight at Ling Qingwan.
As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Qingwan took a mouthful of sugar cake and it got stuck in her throat before she could swallow it. She couldn't stop coughing, and Ling Xiao was anxious and handed Ling Qingwan another cup of tea.
Ling Qingwan finally recovered after drinking three glasses of water. She was so full of water that she felt sick when she saw the cakes on the table.
"Eat slowly. No one is going to snatch the food from you." Ling Xiao patted Ling Qingwan on the back while showing concern for her.
If you hadn't suddenly asked me this question, catching me off guard, I wouldn't have been choked by a mere piece of candy! Ling Qingwan roared inwardly, rolling her eyes to the sky.
Ling Qingwan had never really thought about the question of who she liked more, Wei Xun or Song Zhiqing, because she didn't like either of them. But if she was asked to give a reason, Ling Qingwan would definitely choose Wei Xun.
After all, Wei Xun had never had any grudges against her, and he was also... good-looking. Song Zhiqing was different. There was a deep hatred between them. It would be better if Ling Qingwan didn't kill Song Zhiqing, and she married him, unless Ling Qingwan was crazy.
"Are you feeling better?" Ling Xiao asked softly, with a faint smile in his eyes, as gentle as he could be.
"It's okay." Ling Qingwan replied nonchalantly.
It was just a choking. Ling Xiao looked as if she had a serious illness.
"Then tell me, do you like the Seventh Prince or the Crown Prince?" Ling Xiao was still very gentle, his expression and tone did not change at all.
…
Ling Qingwan was speechless.
Well, it seems that Ling Xiao will not give up until he gets the answer.
"Brother, who do you think is better, the Seventh Prince or the Crown Prince?" Ling Qingwan tilted her head and blinked at Ling Xiao.
She turned the tables and got to know what kind of person Wei Xun was. Maybe Wei Xun would really become her future husband, so she had better do some research first.
Ling Xiao didn't know what Ling Qingwan was thinking at the moment, and he really thought Ling Qingwan was making a serious comparison. After all, it was a lifelong matter for a girl, and Ling Xiao was probably more nervous than Ling Qingwan.
"I grew up with the Seventh Prince, so I know him well." Ling Xiao said. "Although he is a little cold and doesn't talk much, he is very talented and skilled in martial arts. He is a young and promising man, a rare talent in Great Yue. Otherwise, the Emperor wouldn't have valued him so much."
She knew that Ling Xiao didn't need to tell her that she was cold and quiet but capable. Ling Qingwan's mind unconsciously flashed back to the scene of the two of them hugging each other last night. She immediately blushed, felt hot all over, and was extremely shy.
"Are you hot?" Ling Xiao saw Ling Qingwan's cheeks flushed and thought she was hot from the heater.
It must be said that Ling Xiao is also a master at ruining the atmosphere. Ling Qingwan reacted quickly and continued to listen to what Ling Xiao said.
"The only bad thing is that the Seventh Prince is a first-rank divine general in charge of 40% of Dai Viet's military power, making him my grandfather's successor. Once he sits on the position, he must perform his duties. If the Japanese pirates invade, he will be stationed at the border with his troops. Not only will he be in danger of losing his life, but we may not see him for months or even years." Ling Xiao smacked his lips as he said this.
What this means is that if you marry Wei Xun, the possibility of becoming a widow is much greater than that of others.
Ling Qingwan had thought of this a long time ago. Perhaps Ling Xiao didn't know that even though Da Yue was a peaceful country with no wars, Wei Xun was poisoned every few days and he probably wouldn't live long.
"What about the prince?" Ling Qingwan was very curious about what kind of image Song Zhiqing had in Ling Xiao's mind.
In the previous life, before they got married, Song Zhiqing had cheated on her. Everyone thought that Song Zhiqing was gentle and talented, and a gentleman. Who could have thought that he would do such a vicious thing in the future
"I'm not very familiar with him, but he seems to be a good person." Ling Xiao said casually.
"Pfft." Ling Qingwan was amused by Ling Xiao and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of tea.
Ling Xiao was not annoyed. He took out a clean handkerchief and helped Ling Qingwan wipe the water stains off her body.
"Then I'll follow my brother's advice and choose the Seventh Prince." Ling Qingwan suppressed her smile and announced to Ling Xiao solemnly. She actually had a candidate in mind from the beginning, but she just wanted to tease Ling Xiao.
"For matters like this, you just need to take care of yourself and don't be influenced by me." Ling Xiao thought that it was his words just now that influenced Ling Qingwan and made her make this decision.
"I know." Ling Qingwan's lips curled up slightly. Putting aside the joke, she began to discuss the matter seriously with Ling Xiao. "Although I don't know if the Seventh Prince is interested in me, if I really have to choose between them, I will definitely agree to marry him. As for the Crown Prince... I really have no interest in him."
Anyway, as long as she doesn't enter the Prince's Mansion, she will consider marrying anyone.
"But it would be best if I could always be with mom and brother." Ling Qingwan smiled sweetly at Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao felt soft-hearted and reached out to ruffle Ling Qingwan's hair, as if he was treating her like a three-year-old child.
"What nonsense are you talking about? You are a girl and you will get married one day." Ling Xiao said to Ling Qingwan in a gentle voice. "But don't worry, I will find you a good husband and will not let you suffer in the future."