The little girl grabbed a jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) and took a bite.

Take a look at the pagoda, then take another look at Su Jiaoniang.

She clearly understood all of these words, but in the current context, they sounded like riddles.

The little girl felt dizzy.

He even understood why his father had kept the fact that he was his father a secret.

Because she's not smart enough.

Perhaps, some things are never meant to be told openly.

The little girl swallowed the food in her mouth.

She said, "Brother, how did you know that Father was Father in the first place?"

Fu Tu waved his hand and made a few gestures, and the people serving outside were cleared away.

The Black-Clad Guards also disappeared.

The courtyard quieted down.

Fu Tu said, "I guessed some of it and even tried to probe, but I was kept in the dark. He came out on his own in the end!"

"Where are you, Mommy?" the little girl asked.

Su Jiaoniang smiled and said, "I accidentally saw that face. It looks so much like your brother. How could your mother not overthink it?"

"Oh!" The little girl lowered her head.

I looked at my little hands.

I understand one thing.

She is neither a lucky person nor a smart person; she will have to become a diligent and rational person in the future.

otherwise……

She would feel out of place in this family!

Xiao Ya suddenly felt a lot of pressure!

Su Jiaoniang's gaze fell on the little girl: "Sighing again?"

"Mommy, I'm going to work hard. I want to go back to my studies. You guys continue!" The little girl took a bite of the jianbing guozi in her hand, hugged the jianbing, and left.

Su Jiaoniang?

"What's wrong with her?" Futu asked.

Su Jiaoniang chuckled: "I think you're too smart, and I want to become smarter!"

Fu Tu smiled; his sister was so cute!

Inside the Prince's Mansion.

Xiao Ya took advantage of the darkness to walk towards the main courtyard.

Two old women followed behind him.

Halfway there, I smelled the odor of burning paper in the air.

He paused, looked into the nearby woods, and saw a small figure sitting in a wheelchair, burning paper money by a rock.

...

The little girl quietly walked around it.

After walking a distance, the little girl asked the nanny beside her, "Will you be very sad without your mother?"

"Miss, life is so long, and no one can accompany you all the way through your growth. It would be a lie to say that you're not sad, but there are very few lucky people in this world!"

They are pitiful indeed.

But there are so many pitiful people, it's impossible to pity them all.

It's better to live in the present.

The old woman didn't say these things.

Let the little girl figure it out herself.

Xiao Ya returned to the main courtyard and picked up a book to read.

She didn't like reading at first, and would get sleepy whenever she did. But after discovering that she was the dumbest person in the family, Xiao Ya suddenly became more intelligent.

Despite her continued efforts, she remains the most innocent and naive member of the family.

But at least she's smarter than people outside.

Gu Lingzhi, who was burning paper money outside, tightened his clothes.

He didn't know what maternal love was.

He only vaguely remembers someone holding him when he was little, and it felt warm and cozy.

Call him Xiao Ling.

I don't remember much after that.

Xiao Ya said that if no one burns paper money for a dead person, the ghosts in the underworld will bully them.

He didn't believe in ghosts, but at that moment he desperately wanted them to exist.

If there are ghosts!

Some people will get their just desserts.

He returned to his room and tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

The nanny who took care of Gu Lingzhi was a very dedicated person. Seeing Gu Lingzhi's current state, she said, "Young master, are you having trouble sleeping? Don't be sad. The person who pretended to be your mother is gone now, and her whole family is gone too!"

The Lu family, once incredibly wealthy, vanished in a short period of time.

"That's all!" Gu Lingzhi smiled.

His eyes also became empty.

For a moment, I didn't even know what my purpose in living was.

Seeing Gu Lingzhi with her eyes closed, her eyelashes still fluttered. She had something on her mind, so she couldn't sleep soundly. Even if she did fall asleep, the quality of her sleep wouldn't be very good!

Momo simply sat up and started talking to Gu Lingzhi.

"Granny, what is a pagoda for?"

He often heard this person's name from the little girl.

It's her brother!

She admired him greatly.

If one day, Xiaoya also admires herself like this, and talks about herself the most in front of outsiders.

Not a pagoda!

"Young Master Futu is very powerful! He's a little killing god."

However, one cannot say such things directly within the mansion.

The old woman composed herself and said, "We're helping the prince with things he can't do himself."

"He's the same age as me?"

“She’s a month younger than the young master!” the nanny said.

When Gu Lingzhi heard what the nanny said, her eyes slowly changed.

The little girl and Futu, who are both more capable than him, are lying in bed...

In comparison, he is indeed a useless person, someone who only inspires pity, not admiration!

"I want to study!" If he learns martial arts, he might become the person the little girl admires for the rest of his life.

But studying literature...

There's still a possibility!

The old woman smiled.

at this time.

Su Jiaoniang and Futu were still talking.

Fu Tu asked, "Mother, do you still remember those love poems that your so-called father wrote for you?"

"I remember, it was written by your father." Su Jiaoniang maintained her composure.

He seemed unconcerned by the pagoda's scrutinizing gaze.

Fu Tu sighed: "Mother, there's no need to hide anything from me."

"Why are you sighing, little kid? You should live a good life and be happy every day," Su Jiaoniang said.

Fu Tu stared at Su Jiao Niang. His mother looked a lot like him, and he even felt that she had experienced more than he had.

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