And the one who disrupted this beautiful moment was none other than Yang Ling.

Yang Fan saw Yang Ling running over and interrupting their private time.

He glared at Yang Ling, but dared not speak because Yang's wife, Yang Caiwei, was present.

Yang Caiwei and Yang Fan have been married since childhood, and their love has remained as strong as ever since their marriage, making many people in the capital envious.

Yang Caiwei is two years older than Yang Fan.

Yang Caiwei was the daughter of Yang Fan's father's subordinate. After the subordinate died, his daughter took the surname Yang and was included in the Yang family genealogy.

Yang's parents both thought Yang Caiwei would marry someone else. Later, when the couple were preparing to find a husband for Yang Jiaojiao...

Yang Fan firmly refused, saying that Yang Jiaojiao was going to be his wife.

Yang Fan revealed that Yang Caiwei was going to be his wife.

This infuriated the couple. As the saying goes, "A rabbit doesn't eat the grass near its burrow."

But Yang Fan directly took advantage of his proximity to the source.

When Yang Fan's parents found out, they wanted to both beat and praise their son.

The reason for the attack was that he targeted his own sister, even if it was only nominally so.

The praise stems from the fact that the couple were quite strict in their parenting, often worrying that Yang Caiwei might marry poorly and be mistreated in her husband's family. This way, Yang Jiaojiao would remain a daughter of the Yang family and wouldn't be bullied.

After Yang Ling walked in, he pretended not to see his father's unhappy face and went straight to his mother.

He presented the steamed buns he had been carrying on his back to Yang Caiwei as if they were precious treasures.

"Mother, I've got something good. Can you guess what's depicted inside?"

Without saying a word, Yang Fan slapped Yang Ling on the back.

"Hey kid, what are you guessing for? Just tell me!"

"If you're not going to tell me, then don't bother me and your mother."

Yang Fan watched his son pretending to be well-behaved in front of his wife, and stared at Yang Ling with unwavering anger.

"What are you yelling about? All you do all day is curse my son and daughter!"

Why don't you insult me ​​too?

Yang Caiwei saw Yang Fan start scolding Yang Ling again, and Yang Ling didn't dare to say a word.

Yang Caiwei first scolded Yang Fan.

Yang Fan felt extremely wronged. "How could I dare? I didn't even insult him!"

Yang Fan cautiously glanced at his wife, then turned his head and saw Yang Ling smiling at him. He quickly pointed at her.

"Madam, look at Yang Ling! He's smiling!"

When Yang Caiwei turned to look at Yang Ling, there was no trace of a smile on Yang Ling's face.

Yang Caiwei saw that Yang Fan was now even willing to lie to her, and didn't care whether anyone was around or not.

He grabbed Yang Fan's ear and demanded, "What did you say? Say it again!"

All you do is wrongly accuse the child.

"Before, when Jiaojiao was at home, you wronged her; now that Jiaojiao has entered the palace, you're wronging Ling'er again."

"Are you tired of living???"

Yang Fan's ear was grabbed by Yang Caiwei.

With his ear being grabbed, Yang Fan turned his head in the direction Yang Caiwei's hand was pointing.

Turning his head, he saw Yang Ling's triumphant smile once again.

Yang Fan realized he had been tricked by his son.

He immediately felt incredibly wronged in front of Yang Caiwei, but Yang Caiwei ignored him completely.

Yang Ling was quite pleased with himself for successfully tricking his father.

In Yang Ling's mind, she was someone who couldn't afford to offend her older sister, and her mother always sided with her sister.

But as for his father, he could still mess with him a bit, since his old man was always picking on him!

Yang Ling knew when to stop, otherwise his father would punish him when his mother left.

"Mom, Dad's shy, please put it down, I'm fine."

"Besides, Mother, you haven't even seen the painting on the Xuan paper yet."

The underlying meaning of Yang Ling's words is: "Mother, there are many people around now. If you treat Father like this, he's easily offended. What will you do then? Besides, you haven't even looked at the painting your son brought. Why don't you look at the painting first, and then deal with Father when no one's around?"

Yang Fan didn't understand the meaning behind Yang Ling's words and even gave Yang Ling a grateful look.

Seeing that the child had spoken up, Yang Caiwei let go and said fiercely to Yang Fan, "I'll deal with you when we get back."

Seeing that his mother had let go, Yang Ling began to unfold the painting in his hand.

Yang Caiwei began to look at the painting on the rice paper: two children hanging upside down from a tree.

Yang Fan also "consciously" ran to Yang Caiwei's side, looking at the painting in Yang Fan's hand.

Neither Yang Caiwei nor Yang Ling paid any attention to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan watched as his mother looked through the drawings, then took out the next sheet of paper.

Yang Caiwei looked at the people and events depicted in the painting and couldn't help but laugh.

The more Yang Caiwei looked at the people upstairs, the more familiar they seemed, so she spoke to Yang Ling.

"Ling'er, what is this...?"

"Mother, you guessed right, these are Qin Jingmu and Qin Jingtai."

"What?! Who hung these two children from the tree?"

"Look how dirty these two kids are."

Yang Ling looked around, then whispered mysteriously in Yang Caiwei's ear...

Yang Fan tried to lean in to listen, but Yang Caiwei pushed him away.

This piqued Yang Fan's curiosity.

As expected, after Yang Ling finished speaking, he saw his mother burst into laughter.

Yang Ling then rose, bowed to Yang Caiwei and Yang Fan, and took his leave.

This made Yang Fan, who was standing to the side, very anxious; he desperately wanted to know what it was.

But no matter how much Yang Fan asked Yang Caiwei, she wouldn't tell him.

Yang Fan didn't find out what Qin Jingmu and Qin Jingtai had done until it was almost bedtime.

I remembered what those ministers said in court a couple of days ago.

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