Chapter 170
When Xiao Yanqing heard someone speaking to her, she finally looked away from the candied hawthorn and towards the little girl beside her.
The little girl in front of him had a sweet smile and looked like a little fairy. She was both cheerful and beautiful. Looking at the little girl's eyebrows and eyes, Xiao Yanqing felt that she was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite place her.
Although Shen Xi looks like Song Xuan, Shen Xi has a bright smile and is very lively, which is quite different from Song Xuan's cold and serious demeanor.
Little Yanqing is only three years old; her little head can't think of that much yet.
"My name is Song Yanqing. May I ask your name, young lady?" After answering seriously, Xiao Yanqing bowed to Xiao Shenxi with very proper movements, as if she had been disciplined by a teacher with a ruler.
Watching Xiao Yanqing's actions, Xiao Shenxi exclaimed in surprise, "Wow! You really are exactly like the old teacher at school!"
The old teacher at Mother's School was the same way, serious and polite in every word he spoke.
Seeing Xiao Shenxi's surprised look, Xiao Yanqing replied, "I was indeed taught manners by my family's tutor."
His etiquette was first taught by his father, the Emperor, and later by the Grand Secretary. Everyone in the palace praised him for his good manners, and no one had ever been as surprised as the young lady in front of him.
The young prince had been pampered by others since childhood, surrounded by words of praise. Now, encountering Shen Xi's attitude made him feel somewhat novel.
Hearing this, Xiao Shenxi nodded sympathetically and patted Xiao Yanqing's shoulder with her chubby little hand: "I also have a tutor at home, and life is very hard. Xiaoqing, why don't you buy two skewers of candied hawthorns, and we can eat them while we talk?"
She hadn't had candied hawthorns today and missed them terribly. This Xiaoqing seemed to be quite wealthy.
Standing at a distance, Granny Chen felt somewhat helpless and began to ponder whether she should help the young lady keep the matter of eating candied hawthorns a secret that night.
However, after thinking about it, she decided to tell the madam directly, because she couldn't bear the consequences if Master Shen got angry.
Hearing what Xiao Shenxi said, Xiao Yanqing glanced at the candied hawthorn and said with some difficulty, "Miss, I don't have any money."
His father and Jin Yi did not give him any money, and he did not know that he would need money.
Xiao Shenxi's eyes widened, and then she said knowingly, "Yes, yes, you are taught to be so polite by your tutor at home, your family education must be even stricter."
Xiao Yanqing smiled apologetically: "My father really doesn't allow me to eat these things. If you want to eat them, then I'll ask my father for some money tomorrow and then treat you to them, okay?"
"You're treating me to it, so aren't you going to eat it?" Xiao Shenxi was very curious. This person clearly wanted to eat it too, judging from the way he looked at the candied hawthorn.
Xiao Yanqing glanced at the candied hawthorn, then shook her head with restraint: "My father never allows me to eat anything from outside, and I can't eat any of the snacks made by the cook at home."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Shenxi exclaimed in surprise, "How come your father is even stricter than my mother? I thought my mother was the strictest person in the world, but I didn't expect your father to be even more extreme!"
Her mother would occasionally let her have some snacks, and little Chenxi's heart and eyes were full of snacks.
"I...I didn't have a mother when I was little, so my father doted on me a lot," Xiao Yanqing lowered her eyelashes, her voice filled with sadness.
The emperor's favor is naturally strict, which means entrusting someone with important responsibilities. Although Xiao Yanqing is only three years old, he understands this principle very early on.
But Xiao Shenxi didn't understand. She said casually, "My father has also passed away, but my mother isn't that strict."
She only thought that Xiao Yanqing's mother had passed away.
She felt that Xiaoqing's father was going too far, not allowing her to eat even a single snack; how could she possibly survive like that?
"Has your father passed away?" Xiao Yanqing looked up at Xiao Shenxi in front of him, his expression full of surprise.
[Xiao Shenxi* said confidently: My father also passed away!]
Xiao Yanqing* was somewhat grief-stricken: My mother is gone...
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