Madam Mei turned her head away in silence, choking with sobs. She had no idea when the man approaching her became addicted to pretending to be pitiful.
He had long fingers and big hands with distinct joints. He was obviously an expert at wielding swords and guns, but he was extremely cautious from the fingers to the palms.
His fingers skillfully climbed up her sleeve and carefully grasped it.
While pulling, he carefully observed Yu'er's expression, as if if she showed any signs of disgust, he would let go quickly and not linger.
Fortunately, the lady looked calm and showed no disgust.
The man managed to grab the woman's sleeve and shook it.
Yu'er was so dizzy that he lost his mind and looked at people coldly. If you didn't know better, you would think that this guy had made a big mistake.
I made a big deal out of nothing.
For some reason, she vaguely saw the shadow of her daughter in this guy. Madam Mei's heart softened, her face was moved, and she spoke helplessly.
"Okay!"
Although she didn't know why she was so angry at the man, Mrs. Mei was too lazy to argue with him.
I ended the topic smoothly, but the person kept pushing it further.
But he pretended to be pitiful and bent his body slightly, but slowly straightened his back under the gaze of the beautiful lady.
With a smile on his face and a smug look on his face, the Duke glanced at the gentle-looking lady and cautiously took a step forward.
He touched his stomach and said pitifully.
"I haven't had time to eat lunch yet. I wonder if Madam could show some pity and give me some food."
Tsk! What a joke! A dignified Duke has fallen to the point of begging for food.
Her eyes, half-smiley, fell on the man in front of her who was supposed to be her husband.
His mansion is just across the wall from him. This man doesn't eat his own food, but instead likes to eat at other people's homes.
Is other people’s food really that delicious?
It really smells so good.
Today, dinner at the mansion starts more than an hour earlier than usual.
The sudden attack caused the chef in the kitchen to wave his spatula, sparks flew, and he finally managed to prepare a table for the feast.
There are both meat and vegetarian dishes. I just finished lunch and came back to eat again in the afternoon.
Qingxue woke up from a half-sleep and was called to have dinner with her mother and uncle as soon as she stepped into the door.
When he saw the two elders sitting opposite each other in the hall, the sleepiness in his eyes instantly disappeared.
The little girl's eyes lit up, she lifted her skirt and trotted into the hall and sat at the table.
Once everyone is present, the feast will naturally begin.
Yu'er and her daughter had lunch at the princess's house. They ate a lot and the food in their stomachs had not yet been digested.
The two of them reluctantly moved their chopsticks, took a few quick bites, and then stopped moving.
Qingxue's mind was not on the meal at all. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that there was something fishy going on between her mother and uncle.
To be honest, my mother is afraid of trouble. She will avoid any troublesome situations if she can.
The same goes for people.
Apart from her and her brother, Qingxue rarely saw her mother truly care about anyone, not even her father.
The mother would also hide when she could and push away when she could.
What made her curious was that her mother treated Uncle Zheng in a special and lively way.
My uncle treats my mother in a special way. Even though he is such a strong man, he has an inexplicable obedient attitude in front of my mother.
Especially when he just came back from outside, the man had a drooping brow and followed his mother obediently.
Looking pitiful, like a big dog that has made a mistake.
Qingxue felt something was wrong and picked up the bowl to cover herself.
His eyes darted back and forth between his mother and uncle, and he looked very happy.
This time, the Duke ate his meal slowly, stuffing the rice into his mouth and chewing it in twists and turns.
Slowly put a mouthful of food into your mouth, savor it carefully, and taste it slowly.
The more elegant the food is, the more elegant it is.
Yu'er and Qingxue, mother and daughter, sat there, put down their chopsticks, and watched the man eat in a very elegant manner, even more elegant than a little girl.
We started eating before the sun completely set and continued until the sun completely went down the mountain and night fell.
Yu'er was very sleepy and yawned with her hands covering her mouth.
The man saw it, slowly put down his bowl and chopsticks, and finally finished his meal.
"Uncle~"
As night fell, Qingxue felt that her mother was tired, so she volunteered to see the distinguished guest out.
Passing through the hanging flower gate and coming from the backyard to the front yard, the little girl who had been holding back secretly glanced at the tall man countless times along the way.
Finally I couldn't help but speak.
The man walking in front following the light stopped and turned to look at the little girl who seemed to be hesitant to speak.
The look in her eyes that looked down at her was encouraging, and Qingxue bravely spoke.
"Uncle likes A Niang, is pursuing A Niang, and wants to marry A Niang?"
The restrained smile on the man's face gradually widened, and the joy in his eyes was obvious, which showed that he was thinking about good things.
Qingxue heard his clear question in her ears.
"Am I being so subtle?"
His eyebrows are raised high, with an uninhibited look.
"From your tone, you seem a little uncertain, so I'll seriously reiterate this to you."
"You guessed right. I like your mother. I love her and respect her. I want to marry her and we will be together for many years, loving each other for a hundred years."
What a fresh and unconventional love. When other men get married, they usually talk about betrothing you as their wife, entrusting you with the household chores, and having children.
To put it simply, if I marry you, I'll help me manage the household, give me children, and you'll have all the good things.
Just like how his father treats his mother.
Qingxue's impression of her uncle suddenly reached a new level.
"Don't you want your mother to remarry? Do you want her to remain chaste for your father? There is no such selfish reason in the world."
Leng Siqian is an unspeakable pain in the Duke's heart.
When he was mentioned, his face would inevitably turn gloomy, and he would snort coldly, showing disdain.
She looked down on the man he was talking about, but was jealous of him for having his wife all to herself for so many years. Only those who had tasted it knew the sour taste.
The excited little girl put her hands on her hips, feeling that she was being slandered and was very agitated.
"How is that possible? Qingxue couldn't bear to see her mother sad."
"It's just that my uncle now tells me that your feelings for mother are nothing more than one-sided, and mother doesn't seem to have any romantic feelings for you."
The knife was stabbed directly into the heart of the person. The dark Chinese prince touched his chest where the knife was stabbed, and he was still stubborn.
"People say that a strong woman is afraid of a clinging man. A woman chasing a man is like a mountain, and a man chasing a woman is like a layer of gauze."
"As long as Madam understands my feelings, she will be moved by me one day. As a little girl, you shouldn't interfere in adult matters."
Qingxue: “Hmm~”
The logic behind the words seems a bit distorted.
However, Qingxue not only did not resist Zheng Peizhi becoming her cheap father as she had imagined, but instead fully agreed with it.
It’s all because my father is so useless and doesn’t know how to cherish my mother.
The Duke holds a high position of power, and most importantly, he is sincere to his mother, which is much better than his father.
Alas, Qingxue, who was seeing the guests off, turned around and sighed.
It has to be said that having an unreliable father is very tiring for a daughter, and the worried-looking little girl deeply agrees with this.
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