And didn't I ask Ji Ruchen about what happened before? How come he came back after just having a meal?
"What, you didn't see him, or you changed your mind?"
So my father also knows the inside story. What exactly did Ji Ruchen do? How come the whole world knows about my affairs? I don't believe my father is a lecherous playboy who goes to teahouses to listen to romantic tales.
"What do you mean, Father? I don't understand."
I need to figure out as soon as possible what important thing I forgot.
“My daughter, listen to your father. Come home with me. Don’t go looking for His Highness the Crown Prince anymore. We are not worthy of his attention.”
I thought I could get something out of my dad by pretending to be stupid, but why did he suddenly become sentimental? This is not like my dad at all.
"Yes, yes, it was wishful thinking on my part. I will go back with you now and never set foot in the capital again in my lifetime."
I outwardly agreed, but inwardly I was thinking about how to escape. My father is the kind of person who responds better to gentleness than force, and I wouldn't get anything out of going against him head-on, especially with that troublemaker Luo Qingyun around.
This trick of mine always works extremely well on my dad. Sure enough, he told me to take Qingling to set the table, and Xiaoqing followed me. He left only my troublesome little brother behind, as if he was going to give him a lecture. He dismissed everyone else in the room, looking like he was about to unleash the dogs.
I thought my father and Luo Qingyun were in cahoots, but now it seems there's something I don't know.
The fire of gossip burned fiercely in my chest. If I could find out something, I might even be able to get something on Luo Qingyun. With something on Luo Qingyun, I might be able to do whatever I wanted. It's like the heavens are helping me. I can't miss such a good opportunity.
Looking around, I saw that the next room was empty and no one was walking in the hallway, so I quietly slipped in and found a good spot to listen to the opera.
Unfortunately, the wall was too soundproof, so I couldn't hear anything.
All I heard was my father saying things like "it's never too late to mend one's ways" and "it's never too late to correct one's mistakes." I couldn't hear a single word Luo Qingyun was saying.
"Sister, let's go eat. Ling'er is hungry. Father wants to have a heart-to-heart talk with Second Brother. Let's not disturb them."
I was listening intently to what was happening by the wall when a little child at my feet tugged at my skirt and tried to drag me downstairs.
"Shh!" I quickly squatted down and covered his mouth, then carried him downstairs.
After being scared by him, I dared not listen anymore. If Luo Qingyun found out, I would be in big trouble. I can't afford to offend him now.
After going downstairs, I got him two pancakes and a plate of smashed cucumber, and he ate them with great relish.
At this moment, the fire of gossip in my chest started burning again, but I definitely couldn't listen to it anymore.
"Ling'er, do you know what your father and your second brother are going to have a heart-to-heart talk about?"
After much consideration, I decided to ask Qingling, that little devil. My father always dotes on this kid, so maybe he knows something.
"Sister hasn't apologized to Ling'er yet, so Ling'er won't tell sister."
Unexpectedly, this little brat still holds a grudge. He ate his pancake with cucumber in it, looking smug.
"Big sister knows she was wrong. Big sister apologizes to Ling'er. Ling'er is a magnanimous person and won't hold a grudge against big sister, okay? How about I buy Ling'er ten candied hawthorns tomorrow?"
Regardless of where I went wrong, in this situation, I should apologize first. At worst, I can always get back at him later.
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