Chapter 644 Secret Talk

"Guess who's back today?"

Xu Miaomiao tilted her head and looked at the motionless man in front of her. Song Wushao had a playful look in her eyes. Perhaps she was too anxious to go home, and there were still many drops of water on the tip of her nose. Her fingertips gently stroked the tip of her nose. Song Wushao smiled at her, and looking at her mischievous appearance, there was infinite tenderness in his eyes.

“It’s Dabao!”

Xu Miaomiao took a step forward, climbed onto Song Wushao's arm, and watched him speak tenderly.

Hearing this, Song Wu Shao nodded slightly, his calm face showing no sign of hiding from the rain, as if the person Xu Miaomiao was talking about was just an ordinary person and had nothing to do with him.

Xu Miaomiao understood that Song Wushao didn't care about anything, and didn't pay much attention to his indifference. She just kept pulling Song Wushao's sleeves and kept muttering in his ears: "I want to order something delicious today. Dabao has been studying outside for the past few years. I think he hasn't tasted my cooking for a long time. I want him to have a good taste."

"Um."

"I also need to measure him and make him some new clothes. Even though the Nangong family will certainly not be short of clothes and food, I still want to make a few pieces for him myself."

"Um."

"As for shoes, I have studied with Liu Niang and Wei Wei for a long time. This time I will definitely be able to make a pair of beautiful and comfortable shoes for him."

Song Wu Shao nodded and responded to Xu Miaomiao's first few questions, but when he heard her question, he froze there and didn't say a word.

Seeing that the person next to him didn't move, Xu Miaomiao took a step forward in confusion, walked to his side and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Wushao's spotless brows actually wrinkled a few times. He stared at Xu Miaomiao with a pair of tender eyes, but they were filled with distress and were about to overflow: "You have never made shoes for me."

After hearing what Song Wushao said, Xu Miaomiao finally understood what he meant. She smiled at Song Wushao and stood on tiptoe to touch Song Wushao's hair bun.

Realizing his intention, Song Wu Shao bent down and let her do whatever she wanted above his head.

It is said that the forehead is the place that receives sunlight. Moreover, in an era when men are the most important, he is willing to bow his head for her.

"You are so old, but you are still jealous of your own child."

Taking back her hand, Xu Miaomiao looked at Song Wushao's cheek formally and said, "If you don't mind, I'll do it for you first."

"I won't despise it if it's a gift from you."

Song Wushao's gaze was so hot that Xu Miaomiao's heart trembled.

"Father!"

A shout broke the silence. Dabao walked towards the two of them quickly. When he saw Song Wushao, he was overjoyed.

Song Wushao, on the other hand, was a little annoyed by the sudden interruption. He frowned and looked up at Dabao.

"Since it's just a meeting between you and your son, I won't bother you here. Remember to come and have dinner later."

Xu Miaomiao smiled and waved at them, then left in a hurry.

It is almost winter. Even if there is no snow, the fierce wind and frost will blow away all the leaves on the branches.

There was a stone platform under the tree. A man in black clothes looked arrogant, as if he didn't care about anything. The same was true for the young man standing next to him. His thin lips showed a hint of smile as he stared at the man opposite.

"I came back today after not seeing my father for a long time. I wonder if he is doing well."

"All good."

Song Wu Shao slightly opened his thin lips, clearly exuding a hint of warmth, but also revealing alienation and identity.

Seeing this, Dabao was not in a hurry, but looked a little serious. He stared at Song Wushao and said seriously: "Father, I came back not just to visit my relatives this time. I am afraid that Nangong Mansion and Crown Prince Mansion may take some action. I know that father has always supported the fifth prince, and his subordinates will definitely take action, but I still want to remind father that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the one that everyone expects, and he is the legitimate heir to this Southern Dynasty."

Dabao didn't look up, but he could feel that the man's eyes were getting colder and colder, so cold that it seemed like he wanted to eat him, so cold that it seemed like he wanted to tear him apart.

If it unfolds, the two sons will hide from the legitimate heir. On one side is the crown prince who has been loyal to the Nangong family for generations, and on the other side is his biological father. He doesn't know how to choose.

It would be better to make everything clear today. If that day really comes, there will be nothing we can do about it.

Song Wu Shao didn't say anything, and Dabao felt even more depressed.

"No need to say more. Although you and I are father and son, I have never taught you anything, let alone raised you. Do what you want to do, and don't worry about me. But if that day really comes, I will also show no mercy to you."

After saying this, Song Wushao left, taking away a gust of cold wind.

Dabao breathed a sigh of relief and stared at the man's departing figure in deep thought. He had been with Mr. Nangong for several years and had met many talented and righteous people and understood a lot of political schemes, but he had never understood Song Wushao and could not even guess what he was thinking.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, but Xu Miaomiao, who was standing behind the tree listening to all this, was in a dilemma.

Song Wu Shao supported the Fifth Prince, and the Fifth Prince won in the original book. Someone said it was the Crown Prince alone, and even the century-old family of Nangong was wiped out by Song Wu Shao. If this was true, she didn't really know what to do. Was it right or wrong to go to Dabao to learn skills in Nangong Mansion?

If one day the two of them really come to blows, I'm afraid I'll die of heartache.

By the time they reacted, everyone was already seated, waiting for the meal to start.

Although no one else noticed, Xu Miaomiao clearly felt that something was wrong between the father and son, but she did not say it explicitly.

"Why are you all standing there? This is the wine my mother sent me. Our family's winemaking skills are so great that if my mother is second to none, no one dares to claim to be first. You are all blessed today."

As Gu Yuan's mother spoke, she filled up everyone's cups. Even Dabao, who had just turned twelve, was poured half a cup.

Song Weiwei picked up the glass of wine, put it to her nose and sniffed it before she said, "It is indeed a good wine, with a strong aroma. It is indeed a good wine. I have the opportunity to drink such a good wine, thanks to Dabao. If it weren't for Dabao, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to drink such a good wine."

She drank all the wine in the glass. It was indeed a good wine. Song Weiwei sighed with satisfaction.

Seeing them like this, Xu Miaomiao was also happy in her heart, and smiled at Song Weiwei. She didn't think there was anything wrong with this, so she smiled without saying anything. She looked at Xu Miaomiao and said, "Sister-in-law, this wine is delicious."

Gu Yuan's mother also smiled and didn't say much.

"Weiwei, you have to be careful and don't get drunk."

(End of this chapter)