Chapter 573 What kind of mother is this?
Mo Jinchuan glanced at the big box next to the deep pit. Feeling embarrassed, he couldn't help but sigh that those brats were quite strong.
He had only been away for a short while when he dug such a big hole.
Since I'm so energetic, it shouldn't be a problem to practice for two hours after dinner.
Meeting Song Yanxi's gloomy gaze, Mo Jinchuan coughed lightly and said, "They are all old things, nothing to see.
I've prepared some new flavors of snacks up front, I think you'll like them."
What he meant was that he didn't want her to see what was in the box.
Song Yanxi understood, nodded, and turned to walk out.
Looking at her back, Mo Jinchuan breathed a sigh of relief, but a trace of melancholy flashed through his heart.
Didn't she have any curiosity about what else was hidden in the box besides the scroll?
Song Yanxi was naturally curious.
But she saw that Mo Jinchuan had concerns, so she chose to respect him.
After all, she also had secrets that she couldn't tell him for the time being.
Since he doesn't want to talk about it, there's no need to get to the bottom of it.
Even if he really had one or two close female friends, since they were all sealed and buried, it proved that this matter was already in his heart.
Why did she have to make things clear and make both of them unhappy?
The two walked in the corridor, one in front and one behind, in a rare moment of silence.
"Mrs. Xu..."
"Xu..."
They both spoke at the same time, then stopped talking in tacit understanding.
Song Yanxi said, "Your Majesty, please speak first."
Mo Jinchuan responded softly, "Mrs. Xu came here for Miss Xu and her niece."
"Li Jiqiu?"
"It seems his surname is Li, but I didn't notice his name."
"Why would Madam Xu bring up Miss Li in front of the prince?"
Meeting Mo Jinchuan's indescribable gaze, Song Yanxi's heart suddenly sank, "Could it be that Madam Xu wants the prince to marry Miss Li into the palace?"
Whatever she thought of, she felt it was absurd. "Two sisters sharing the same husband, what on earth was Madam Xu thinking?"
Hearing that she had misunderstood, Mo Jinchuan explained, "That's not what Madam Xu meant."
If that wasn't what he meant, why would he suddenly mention Li Jiqiu?
Suddenly, Song Yanxi thought of the words Xu Ruyue tearfully accused her that day in the carriage.
From what she said, this Miss Li is the "daughter" in Mrs. Xu's heart.
If what she said was true, then Mrs. Xu came here today most likely just for Miss Li.
Meeting her incredulous look, Mo Jinchuan nodded and said with difficulty, "Miss Xu committed suicide after returning from the teahouse."
Upon hearing this, Song Yanxi frowned even more tightly.
Xu Ruyue was so depressed that she committed suicide. Madam Xu was not at home to take care of her daughter, but chose to come to the house to speak up for her niece, hoping that she could become a concubine in Prince Jin's mansion.
What kind of mother is this?
If she had any regard for her daughter Xu Ruyue in her heart, she would not have done such a ridiculous thing.
Song Yanxi suppressed her anger and asked, "Your Highness just said that Madam Xu came here for Miss Xu. What exactly does that mean?"
Mo Jinchuan said with a cold face: "Mrs. Xu wants me to write a letter to express that I have long been in love with Miss Li, so that Miss Xu will give up."
"Is she really Miss Xu's biological mother?" Song Yanxi's words became more and more outrageous.
Even though she had never been a mother, she was still a child and knew clearly that Yan Qing would never do the same thing.
Isn’t Mrs. Xu afraid that Xu Ruyue will not be able to accept the stimulation for a while and end up in a desperate situation again?
No, there must be a deeper meaning behind her action.
Recalling the last time they met, Xu Ruyue said that she didn't want to get married casually under her mother's arrangement, and Song Yanxi immediately understood the key.
She looked at Mo Jinchuan and said hurriedly, "Your Majesty, please send someone to investigate and see if Madam Xu has been looking for someone for Miss Xu recently."
If so, everything makes sense.
Seeing that Mo Jinchuan seemed puzzled, Song Yanxi explained, "Your Highness, you don't know that I ran into Miss Xu when Ling'er and I were out some time ago.
That day, she deliberately asked me to tell the prince something, and the implicit meaning behind her words was that she would rather die than marry him.
Seeing that his brows were furrowed as if they could kill a fly, Song Yanxi hurriedly said, "Don't let your imagination run wild. If I really agreed to her, why would she ruin her reputation and make such a scene?"
Mo Jinchuan nodded, quite satisfied with her answer.
Thinking of something, he frowned and said, "I have no intention of taking a concubine. You are enough for me.
If someone like this comes up to you again, just fight them off."
Song Yanxi laughed, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Does Your Highness really think I'm such a magnanimous person?"
Then she asked, "I have been in poor health since I was young. If I don't have children in the future, what will Your Majesty do?"
Mo Jinchuan suddenly smiled, and instead of answering, he asked, "Could it be that you think the kids at home aren't noisy enough?"
He thought for a moment and said seriously, "The children have always hoped to have a younger brother or sister. If possible, having one or two wouldn't be bad either.
If there really isn't that fate, there's no need to force it."
Although Song Yanxi also thought so, when she heard these words coming out of Mo Jinchuan's mouth, she felt something different.
Imagining the six children laughing and playing together, she felt a sense of comfort in her heart.
But the next moment, she felt her cheeks burning.
How shameless! He has already decided how many children he will have.
If this gets out, others will laugh at her.
The moment the idea came to mind, another idea also came to mind.
Just live your own life and don’t care what others think?
If they want to laugh, just let them laugh, it won't get you into trouble anyway.
Suppressing her racing thoughts, Song Yanxi cleared her throat and said, "It's getting late. Your Highness, do you have any plans for tonight?"
Mo Jinchuan said: "The kitchen is already preparing, and we can eat in an hour."
Song Yanxi: "Is that all?"
Mo Jinchuan paused and said, "I also carved a wooden sword and planned to give it to Jiaojiao after dinner. I wonder if she likes it."
After hearing what he said, Song Yanxi's only remaining hope disappeared.
Blame her for asking too much of him.
Not missing the flash of disdain in Song Yanxi's eyes, Mo Jinchuan asked humbly, "Is my arrangement inappropriate?"
Song Yanxi: "Not really."
Mo Jinchuan: "Just tell me the truth, I'm not angry."
Facing his sincere eyes, Song Yanxi couldn't bear to tell the truth, so she asked politely, "Has Your Highness never organized a birthday party for children before?"
Putting aside other things, do you think a little girl will like it if you give her a wooden sword?
Mo Jinchuan nodded and said with a guilty look on his face, "When I was in the border town before, I was busy with military affairs and only remembered my children's birthdays after they had passed.
In the past two years since I returned to Beijing, whenever it was my child’s birthday, I would simply add a few more dishes to the table.”
Song Yanxi: “…”
Since he, as a father, doesn't take it seriously, the people under him naturally don't dare to take charge of it, for fear of displeasing him.
Even if you tell others, I'm afraid no one will believe that the young master of Prince Jin's Mansion celebrated his birthday in such a lonely way.
Song Yanxi glanced at the sky, estimated the time and said, "We should still have time to prepare."
As she spoke, she smiled at Mo Jinchuan and said, "I can only inconvenience you for now, Your Highness."
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