The Emperor is Expecting!

Chapter 13

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Yan Shi looked at the overly pretty face in front of him, and felt a lot lighter in an instant: "Why don't you go inside and wait? There are many mosquitoes outside."

"I'll wait for you here so I can see you sooner." Hua Ling gave him another smile without hesitation.

"Let's go, go back to the house and talk." After only standing here for a while, Yan Shi felt mosquitoes flying around his ears. He was not afraid of having internal energy to protect his body, but his little princess was just an ordinary person. I'm afraid I'll be eaten by these mosquitoes if I stay any longer.

Hua Ling was very happy. After waiting for a long time, she wanted to lure Yan Shi into the house, so the two entered the room immediately.

Hua Ling brought a plate of dim sum in front of Yan Shi: "Brother, the dumb mother made this for me, it's delicious, you should try it too."

Not long after Yan Shi had dinner, he really couldn't eat anything in his stomach, but seeing his little princess blinking her big watery eyes and looking at him longingly, she still took a piece of snack from the plate and took a bite, the taste was mediocre, Against his will, he praised: "Well, not bad."

"Mute mama can make a lot of things. She used to cook things for me at home." Speaking of this, Hua Ling paused, and the happy expression just now gradually dissipated, replaced by With a look of sadness, "But I don't have much money at home, so I can't often eat such delicious food."

Yan Shi's teeth that were still chewing slowed down in an instant, and suddenly realized the things that he had ignored before, how could it be possible for him to eat, dress and dress according to what Yang did to him? Presumably, he will try every means to deduct his expenses. A child who doesn't understand anything and a dumb servant, isn't it at her mercy? Thinking of this, Yan Shi felt a little more sympathetic towards the little princess, and should feed him more good food in the future.

Yan Shi rolled his eyes, and thought of the agreement with Jiang Qingyue today to infiltrate Yang's true face into Hua Ling little by little. This could not be called a breakthrough—

"Father-in-law has a title and a heavy duty in the court, not to mention the salary from the court, but the annual rewards are already a lot of money, how can there be no money in the house?" Yan Yi said intentionally, "And as far as I know, my father-in-law's property in the capital alone is quite a fortune."

"My father has other properties?" Hua Ling seemed to hear this for the first time, her voice raised slightly.

Yan Shi covered his mouth with his sleeve on the pretense of drinking tea and smiled: "Of course there are. There is a city called Lecheng less than a hundred miles away from the imperial city, and my father-in-law has a thousand hectares of fertile land in Lecheng alone."

Hua Ling also smiled while Yan Shi was drinking tea with his head down, like a cunning fox catching its prey. When Yan Shi raised his head to look at him, the expression on his face suddenly changed, half shocked, half unbelievable: "Why, how come? My mother said that my father only has a salary and no other property. My mother also said that my father is very hard to support the family. There are so many mouths waiting for him in the mansion, and the court needs him to take care of it. Therefore, we must save food and money. I... "

Yan Shi felt that the time had come: "Ming Ting, have you ever thought that your mother is lying to you?"

"My mother is lying to me?" Hua Ling's eyes were full of disbelief, "Her, why did she lie to me?"

Yan Shi didn't answer his question, but asked another question: "Ming Ting, do you think I treat you well?"

Hua Ling nodded: "Okay."

"What about your mother?"

"My mother is also good to me."

Yan Shi asked again: "Then do you feel that there is any difference between my treatment of you and your mother's treatment of you?"

"What's different?" Hua Ling repeated, tilting his head to think carefully, and then said after a long time, "It seems that there are some differences. Well, for example, for example, today's matter, I was wronged mother Not on my side, but you will be on my side and help me out."

Yan Shi took advantage of the victory to pursue: "You said that your mother called you Kong Rong to give up pears, so did she tell your younger brothers and sisters Kong Rong to give up pears? What did she do when you were wronged?"

Hua Ling's raised head gradually lowered, making it hard to see his expression. Yan Shi didn't continue talking, leaving him time to think.

After a while, Hua Ling raised his head slowly, with a listless expression: "Brother, I'm a little sad. In fact, from the moment they lost my mother's tablet, I was very sad. I I've heard that my stepmother treats my original child badly, but I always feel that my mother is very kind to me, and I'm quite lucky. But, you said, if it's really as good as she shows, so what? Will my mother's tablet be lost? I have doubts in my heart from that moment, but I dare not think about it, I am afraid that I am supercilious, and I am afraid that I will become a white-eyed wolf. I wonder, there is only one dumb nun, but she can't even speak."

"I was also a little sad when I was in the mansion today," Hua Ling continued, with a low tone that was heartbreaking to hear, "My younger siblings said that about me, and my mother was by my side, she didn't stop her, but helped them instead. Of course, this kind of thing didn't happen once or twice. Although I felt a little uncomfortable before, I didn't feel anything. I just heard what my brother said, I, I really should think about it... "

Hua Ling was already extremely beautiful, but she looked even more beautiful under the light. But at this moment, the beauty's face was full of sadness, and even Yan Shi, who claimed to be determined, couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable in his heart. Still thinking about what to say to comfort him, Hua Ling said again: "My mother passed away when I was seven months old, and I don't even know what she looks like. When I was young, I would ask my father, What does my mother look like and what kind of person she is. But he would always scold me, and I didn’t know why, so I stopped asking. I grew up so much, all I knew was that my mother died of illness.”

"Brother, our mothers all left when we were young."