“Miao’er is not an outsider, Madam, please rest assured.”

Qin Yi put his arm around Madam Dong's waist, and with the other hand he held her hand back, his fingertips gently hooking her palm, causing the woman to tremble slightly. His eyes were filled with endless affection, making Madam Dong's face even more shy and radiant.

The couple's affectionate scenes were nothing new in the general's mansion, and the maids lowered their heads as if it were nothing unusual.

The couple cuddled for a while before remembering their son. Qin Yi walked up to Qingyin and said in a gentle yet slightly distant tone, "Miao'er has been very good lately. Is there anything you want? Daddy will buy it for you."

Qin Yi's attitude towards the original owner was like this: he didn't care about his studies and let the boy play freely, but he gave him money casually. To outsiders, this attitude was that General Qin Yi doted on his only son but didn't know how to educate him. From the original owner's perspective, although Qin Yi also cared about him a lot, he was sensitive enough to notice that his father's attitude was different. Therefore, the original owner both wanted to be close to Qin Yi and was afraid of him.

Qingyin thought that this was probably a small animal's instinct towards a ferocious beast.

"Father, I still have plenty of money and nothing to buy, so I don't need you to buy me anything more."

Qingyin answered honestly, his tone respectful, not like that of a father and son, but more like that of a subordinate answering a question.

Qin Yi was slightly taken aback. Qin Miao had always treated him this way before, but today, after secretly glimpsing Qin Miao's obedient and affectionate manner in front of Madam Dong, Qin Yi felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Madam Dong did not notice her husband's unusual behavior. She laughed at the two of them, saying, "Why have you two always been like this since you were little? You're more like superiors and subordinates than father and son."

As fate would have it, Qingyin glanced at Madam Dong with an indescribable look in her eyes, her gaze slightly flustered.

I had to be nervous, especially with "Best Actor" Qin Yi watching me from the side.

Qin Yi didn't speak, but the smile on his lips faded slightly.

Aon couldn't answer this question, so she simply smiled to cover it up.

Fortunately, Guo Liu reminded us that it was almost time for dinner.

This was the beginning of the end for Qingyin, a performance that had left her feeling somewhat exhausted.

Hearing Guo Liu's voice, Madam Dong blinked slightly, "It's time for dinner. It's rare for our family to be together these days, so let's eat together."

Qingyin: "..."

Although she was speaking to herself, Madam Dong's eyes were clearly on her husband. Qin Yi usually ate in his own courtyard due to his busy official duties.

Qingyin guessed that Qin Yi was probably tired from putting on an act all the time, so he deliberately made an excuse to rest alone for a while.

He stared longingly at it.

Qin Yi inexplicably felt that his usually very mischievous adopted son was somewhat like a raccoon cat, but today he was unusually well-behaved. Could it be that the old emperor had told him the truth and he was frightened? He wondered, and with a slight smile, he said, "Then let's stay here for dinner today, Miao'er. It just so happens that I'm not too busy with official duties these days."

Mrs. Dong grumbled on and on, her eyes filled with concern as she looked at her husband: "That's wonderful! You're always so busy, and now that you finally get a break, you still have to tidy up at home..."

Qin Yi lowered his eyes, which were faintly irritated: "There's nothing I can do. As a subject, it's my duty to fulfill my responsibilities and perform my duties."

Qingyin, watching from the sidelines, felt a sense of despair. Her mother was naive and innocent, and her father was cold and heartless. Should she be grateful that her only mother was sincere towards the original owner of this body?

A large table was set out for dinner, but Qingyin found the food rather unappetizing, mainly because of a certain man who had been watching him subtly.

Madam Dong came from a merchant family and did not follow the rule of not speaking while eating. So, at the table, she still reminded Qingyin to use this and that more often, and would occasionally serve her husband a few more bites.

At the table, Qin Yi watched the mother and son's actions with gentleness, occasionally asking Qingyin a few questions.

After finishing their meal, Qingyin finally saw the two off, almost impatiently bidding them farewell.

After leaving Qin Yi, Qingyin finally relaxed. After saying a few words to Guo Liu, she lay back down in the room.

...

In the morning, the maid brought the master some fine tea to cleanse his mouth, but was captivated by the young master's suddenly opened, bright, fox-like eyes.

Young master, you're getting more and more handsome.

Fortunately, no one noticed her rudeness, and her only master, who was in charge, closed his eyes again in a daze, enjoying the service of the beautiful maid.

She raised her chin, raised her arm; her every movement was exceptionally graceful, and combined with her strikingly beautiful features, she was even more alluring.

The maidservant, her face flushed, hurriedly finished helping Qingyin with her washing and grooming.

After washing up, Qingyin was fully awake.

After finishing breakfast, Qingyin, who was pretending to be melancholy but actually lying lazily on a chair in the courtyard, leisurely opened her mouth and took a longan handed to her by a pretty maid.

The plump fruit flesh stuffed her bright red lips into a pout, and as she swallowed, her tiny lip pearls were revealed, exuding a strange eroticism.

The maid blushed, captivated by the painting of the beautiful young man. She dared not look at the stunningly handsome young master in the sunlight, but she couldn't bear not to look, so she could only occasionally peek at the languid young master through her fingers.

Other maids and servants who passed by caught a glimpse of this scene and were also amazed. However, seeing the young master's languid posture, they felt it was best not to disturb him and walked more carefully, afraid of making a sound that might startle the young master in the chair.

But one person, being rather careless, made no attempt to be discreet and blurted out, "Young master, the gatekeeper says Young Master Li has arrived. Do you want to see him?"

Qingyin was lost in thought when she was suddenly startled by Guo Liu's loud voice. She almost choked on the longan she was eating, which had been peeled and pitted. After quickly chewing and swallowing, Qingyin glared at Guo Liu, who had suddenly appeared from outside.

Guo Liu looked at his young master innocently: "..." He looked around suspiciously. Why did he feel like there were quite a few people staring at him in the courtyard? Why? He hadn't done anything.

The maid had stopped feeding the young master and sat quietly to the side. Qingyin rubbed her cheeks, which were a little hot from the sun, and said, "You're here now, can't you keep your voice down?"

"oh."

Guo Liu obediently answered Qingyin, repeating what he had just said, being as honest as could be.

"Alright, let him in." Although she really wanted to refuse, Qingyin couldn't refuse because of the original owner's character. The original owner considered Li Meng a friend, and if nothing unexpected happened, his attitude towards Li Meng wouldn't be bad.