Su Huaijing was speechless for a while, then lowered his head and looked at the child who was sitting on the wooden board, his expression was more serious than ever before.
Just when Rong Tang thought he might kick him out, Su Huaijing spoke in a low voice, inexplicably coercing: "Where did you take the clothes from?"
Rong Tang: “?”
Child:"?"
The child was slightly stunned, blinked, and a layer of mist covered his dark beads, as if he was about to cry at any time. He turned his gaze towards Rong Tang intentionally or unintentionally.
The person being stared at was stunned for a few seconds, his heart trembling slightly, and he looked away reluctantly.
There was a sneer from the side. Su Huaijing raised his foot and lifted the corner of the child's clothes with the tip of his shoe. He said coldly, "It's useless. Where did you take the clothes off? The law of Dayu stipulates that anyone who steals will be punished with 100 strokes of the cane."
Rong Tang: “…”
The system sneered: [Your young master is trying to prove that he is a black-hearted uncle, right? ]
Which law stipulates that stealing a piece of clothing will result in three deaths
Does Sheng Xuyan look like the kind of ruler who would enact strict laws
Rong Tang couldn't bear it and sighed silently.
The child on the ground had his clothes pulled up, and the strange collar of the clothes he was wearing was strangling his neck. He raised his neck uncontrollably and looked at Su Huaijing with an expression as if he had seen the King of Hell, his little face turned pale.
"I... I didn't steal the clothes, wuwuwu." The child's voice was very low at first, but then he burst into tears, crying loudly: "Uncle is wrongly accusing me, I didn't steal the clothes, no... don't get beaten with a stick, wuwuwuwa!"
Su Huaijing froze. The child cried so sincerely that tears really rolled down his face.
Rong Tang couldn't bear it, so he bent down and patted Su Huaijing's leg, grabbed the child's arm, pulled him to himself, wiped the tears that were about to cover his face, and helped him straighten his clothes that were worn crookedly.
It's amazing. Su Huaijing only said that the little prince of Dasui was his relative, but he didn't tell him what the specific relationship was. Rong Tang had never met him. Even now, this little brat who was as agile as a monkey and jumped onto his car to commit fraud looked exactly the same as Su Huaijing when standing next to him. But Rong Tang was sure that he was the prince of Dasui and Su Huaijing's nephew.
"It's quite unscientific." He complained to the system.
The system chuckled: [What's unscientific about this? These two can make a pot of West Lake Longjing tea together. Tell me what's unscientific about this? ]
"..." Rong Tang fell silent.
Indeed, it is really good at tea. I don’t know who he learned it from.
The next second, Rong Tang had arranged his clothes for him. The child stopped crying, leaving only soft sobs. His eyes were shining as he looked at Rong Tang, and he said crisply, "Thank you, brother."
Su Huaijing, who had just been called a bad uncle for wrongly accusing someone, said: "...?"
The child sat next to Rong Tang, pinched his sleeve, and asked in a low voice: "Brother is so kind, is your family in need of a book boy, can you take me home?"
The system suddenly laughed: [Oh no! Someone is trying to steal my girlfriend! ]
Rong Tang seemed a little helpless. The man next to him had a face as dark as a hot pot. He could almost hear the "clicking" sound of Su Huaijing's finger joints.
He turned his head and glanced at Su Huaijing, who restrained himself slightly, took a deep breath, pulled him to his side, and continued to ask him with temper: "Where did you take the clothes? Give them back. Who taught you to steal other people's clothes at such a young age?"
The child's mouth pursed and he was about to cry again.
Su Huaijing yelled at him: "Don't cry."
[Oh my~ People of higher generation are so confident. When did the villain dare to talk to you so arrogantly?] The system was extremely happy watching the show.
Rong Tang was silent and speechless. Rong Tang stretched out his hand in the air, wanting to get involved.
[Don't move.] The system stopped him: [How can you educate your children if you always interrupt them?]
Rong Tang: “…”
He turned his head away, convincing himself not to be a stumbling block on his child's path to growth, nor to disturb the warm moments of meeting between the uncle and nephew.
The next moment I heard the child burst into tears again, almost out of breath, crying and accusing: "I told you I didn't steal it, I didn't steal it!!! I traded it for the gold, why do you keep accusing me so much!"
Su Huaijing was stunned and subconsciously loosened his hand and failed to catch the person. The child jumped to the side, hugged Rong Tang's waist, buried his head in his stomach and began to cry, looking so pitiful as if he had suffered the greatest injustice in the world.
Even the system was silent for a moment, and silently said: [The disciple is better than the master. ]
But then it realized: [This doesn't make sense. The little prince has never lived with the villain, so how could he have learned everything from him? Is it in his genes?]
Rong Tang didn't know that his heart was about to melt because of his crying. He looked at Su Huaijing. The big villain who was usually fearless was now like a child who had done something wrong. He held his fingers in the air, wanting to touch the child but afraid of causing him to rebel. After hesitating for a long time, he took his fingers back, pursed his lips slightly, and his nervousness was evident in his words.
Rong Tang: “…”
He patted the child on the back, coaxing him to stop crying once again, then turned the little face over to face Su Huaijing and glanced at him: "Apologize."
In his life, Su Huaijing has probably never been submissive to anyone except Rong Tang.
But the child looked at him with tears in his eyes. He was wearing patched clothes that were common among children in Dayu. His face was red and gray with patches. He looked so pitiful...
The villain's throat softened and he apologized softly, "I'm sorry."
"Hmph!" The child turned his head and looked at Rong Tang again, clinging to his clothes tightly without even looking at Su Huaijing.
Su Huaijing: “…”
How to say it
The fact that he came from an unknown place, was full of lies, and jumped onto the carriage with extraordinary skills were all worrying and suspicious points, but the villain couldn't be so vicious at all.
I'm not wrongly accusing anyone because of preconceived notions. I'm just afraid that my child has been outside for more than ten years without anyone teaching him well, and may have learned bad things.
But once we met, I couldn't stop crying...
He really seems to be a black-hearted uncle.
Rong Tang found it very amusing and tried to hold back his laughter as he took two candied fruits from the small table. He stuffed one into the little friend and secretly fed the other to the older friend.
When the child wasn't paying attention, he touched Su Huaijing's head to comfort him.
When everyone in the car calmed down, Rong Tang asked the child, "What's your name?"
"Yuanyuan, Yuan has Zhixi and Li has Lan, Yuanyuan, mother said I am a little fragrant baby."
Rong Tang was slightly startled, then he laughed, and felt more and more that some things were in his genes and there was no logic to explain them.
He glanced at Su Huaijing and asked, "Whose family is your uncle going to send you to?"
No wonder he asked that question.
The Wanshou Festival banquet had just ended, and the entire street was filled with distinguished guests returning from the palace banquet. As the Crown Prince of Dasui, Yuanyuan must have dined with the Emperor and the Empress in Shaohua Palace. The so-called statement about giving the sixty-year-old sister a husband, if it was not a rumor, must have been heard there.
But in the entire Dayu, there is only one unmarried woman over sixty years old who is eligible to sit in the main hall of Shaohua Palace during the Wanshou Festival...
Only his grandmother.
Yuanyuan avoided his gaze slightly, as if he didn't want to answer, but Rongtang kept looking at him, so he had no choice but to cheat. He raised his arms and buried them in Rongtang's belly again, hugging his waist and rubbing it gently.
Rong Tang felt a slight pain from the collision and seemed to hear the sound of Su Huaijing gritting his teeth beside him.
The little fellow said in a muffled voice, "I don't know Yuanyuan. I only heard that her name is Duanduan. She is a very powerful, very powerful, and very fierce big sister. If Yuanyuan becomes her little husband, she will definitely use a small whip to drive me to bring her foot washing water every day, and she won't let me eat. Pretty brother, take me away, okay? I will be your little husband, okay? I am super obedient, and only two steamed buns for a meal are enough!"
Rong Tang was slightly startled, and before he could react, he vaguely heard the sound of gritting teeth beside him turning into grinding.
[It seems that that little bit of guilt is not enough to support the big villain from beating this little brat~] The system's happy comment, it seems that I have never been so happy in this life.
Rong Tang hesitated for a while. If Su Huaijing beat a child, who should he help
After hesitating for two seconds, the carriage came to an abrupt stop and was stopped by a group of patrolling Jinwu Guards.
Yuanyuan instantly buried herself in Rongtang's stomach and didn't move at all.
Su Huaijing looked down, perhaps thinking about whether to throw him out, but he quickly stood up, lifted the car curtain to block the door and asked, "What's the matter?"
The team leader said, "Excuse me, sir. A group of thieves just stole on Danping Street during the Wanshou Festival and caused a commotion. The superiors ordered us to check all the people and vehicles passing by one by one."
The little man growing out of Rong Tang's belly froze, as if his whole body was frozen.
System: [Oh—oh—]
Rong Tang: “…” Damn it.
There was a brief silence outside the carriage for two seconds. Su Huaijing chuckled softly and asked gently, "Do you think I am the one who steals, or is Prince Ning Xuan worthy of stealing some small things on the street?"
The team leader panicked and lowered his head quickly: "Don't blame me, Lord Su. I am just following orders."
Su Huaijing nodded: "I see, do you think we are hiding criminals?"
"I have absolutely no such intention!"
"It doesn't matter." Su Huaijing said, turned around and got into the car.
Rong Tang caught a glimpse of Yuanyuan raising her head in his arms, and her eyes quickly glanced at the windows on both sides, as if she was considering how likely it was that he would jump out of the car and escape.
But before he could find it, Su Huaijing had already jumped up, looked at the child coldly, grabbed the blanket and covered Rong Tang with it, then lifted the curtain and said, "Check it, but please be quick, the prince is not in good health and can't stand the cold wind."
How could a thief be associated with such a noble carriage of Ningxuan Palace? So the team leader just took a casual look at them and said to them gratefully: "Thank you both for your cooperation." Then he let them go.
Yuanyuan's stiff body softened. She raised her eyes and glanced at Su Huaijing, who had a cold face. She blinked and immediately changed her tone. She smiled sweetly: "Thank you, kind uncle—"
Su Huaijing pinched his mouth: "Don't scream."
Then he picked him up with one hand, one piece at a time, turned him around, and stripped all his clothes off.
Throw it onto the car and it will make a jingling sound.
The children played with grasshoppers, rattles, and small marbles, ate candy figures, maltose, candied fruits, and even a hairpin and a box of rouge that they had picked up from some stall...
Rong Tang was stunned on the spot. Su Huaijing lowered his head and stared at the pile of gadgets for a long time, then lifted the carriage curtain and ordered in a hoarse voice: "Turn around and go to the Mu Mansion."
Rong Tang was stunned, and gently advised: "Brother is still sick, isn't it bad?"
"Don't bother my brother." Su Huaijing said, his hands itching, he pressed them again and again, pinching his joints hard a few times: "Some people wish to be his uncle."
What do you care about
Stealing, lying, pretending to be pitiful, and still thinking about his wife
What a bad kid, if he didn't have a good father...
Su Huaijing lowered his head and looked at Yuanyuan, and his first glance met those beautiful and pitiful phoenix eyes. The little boy was stripped of all his clothes except for his underwear. He was huddled on the floor with his legs hugged, his body shaking.
Su Huaijing: “…”
The villain raised his hand, pulled out his blanket from the secret compartment, and threw it over his head.
Out of sight, out of mind. I really want to beat him to death.
Su Huaijing opened the car window and exhaled heavily.
(End of this chapter)