Ling Luo was not polite to Xiao Zixuan at all, and looked at her expression with deep disgust.
Now he really regrets that he gave up his lover for such a person.
"Ling Luo, are you threatening me?" Seeing him like this, Xiao Zixuan knew that her father was probably here.
Ling Luo glanced at Xiao Zixuan, turned around and left, and at the same time ordered someone to go to his mother to bring the child.
"Princess, the Crown Prince..."
"Let's go, let's go to meet our father." Xiao Zixuan interrupted the maid's words and said coldly.
Ling Luo disdains her, and she now regrets very much why she had to marry Ling Luo in the first place. Although she regrets it, there is nothing she can do about it, since she still has children.
When Xiao Zixuan came to the front yard, Ling Wuhou was talking to Xiao Yilin.
"Father." Xiao Zixuan's eyes turned red when she saw Xiao Yilin.
She knew that she was in trouble this time, her brother was beheaded because of her, but her father was still here to support her, which made her not sad.
Xiao Yilin saw that her daughter was a little complicated, but she still stood up and reached out to pat her shoulder: "Are you okay?"
"Father, I'm fine, don't worry."
"Don't worry, Father, if it's okay, you can go back to the palace to see your mother and concubine when you have time." Xiao Yilin had a faint smile on his face, and his eyes were still a little doting.
When she saw Xiao Yilin, Xiao Zixuan didn't feel like crying yet, but at this moment, Xiao Yilin was still thinking of her so much that she couldn't help but shed tears.
"Father, I know I was wrong. I'm sorry. It's all my fault." Xiao Zixuan threw herself into Xiao Yilin's arms and apologized continuously.
Xiao Yilin's body was slightly stiff, but he soon relaxed. He reached out and patted his daughter on the shoulder: "Okay, it's okay."
"Thank you, father."
Ling Wuhou stood aside and looked at the two of them, with an inexplicable glint flashing in his eyes.
Soon there was a faint smile on the stiff face.
Ling Luo glanced at his father and immediately understood what he meant.
Xiao Yilin only played for a while and left Lingwuhou Mansion. After he left, Xiao Zixuan also said goodbye and returned to her own yard, leaving Ling Luo and his son behind.
"Luo'er, what do you think of this matter?" Ling Wuhou looked at Xiao Zixuan's leaving figure inquiringly, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Ling Luo shook his head: "I don't know what they mean." Ling Luo was also a little confused about this. Xiao Mingren died because of Xiao Zixuan. Although this was caused by Xiao Mingren's own misbehavior, it was also indirectly caused by Xiao Zixuan's. Wrong, but now Xiao Yilin is still pointing at Xiao Zixuan like this.
Could it be said that he loves this daughter more
"No matter what, don't be too distant from Xiao Zixuan, there are still times when you can be of use to her." Ling Wuhou said meaningfully.
Ling Luo looked at Ling Wuhou in confusion: "What does father mean?"
"You will know later. Now is not the time." Ling Wuhou shook his head and did not tell Ling Luo these things.
Ling Luo frowned slightly, but still nodded.
But he was disgusted with Xiao Zixuan from the bottom of his heart.
When Qiao Tianchang returned from the execution ground, Ning Mengyao was sitting in the yard with an embroidery basket in her hand.
He walked to her side and put his arm around her shoulders: "Why don't you take a rest."
"I'm fine, is everything going well?" Ning Mengyao reached out and pushed Qiao Tianchang, fearing that the needle in her hand would prick him.
Qiao Tianchang walked to sit across from Ning Mengyao, took a sip from the tea cup, and then said: "The princess of Prince Xiao's palace has gone, but it was just a small incident."
"That's good." Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianchang with a smile.
Qiao Tianchang looked at Ning Mengyao. She was pulling the thread in her hand and cutting it with scissors: "What are you going to do next?"
"Of course we have to continue." Ning Mengyao said without raising her head.
Qiao Tianchang raised his eyebrows slightly and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Well, let's continue."
"Of course, go try it on and see if it fits." Ning Mengyao shook the clothes in her hands and handed them to Qiao Tianchang.
Qiao Tianchang was a little surprised: "Is this for me?"