Mother just said that as long as the young master of the City Lord's Mansion can be made happy, their family's food and expenses will be taken care of in the future - an obedient child can only be guided in this direction, otherwise no one would want his mother to like other children.
Li Qubing thought he was sacrificing the good time he and his mother had together for the sake of his whole family.
Wang Yi stirred the firelight. Now, there were only her and Mosin in front of the campfire.
The bonfire occasionally exploded into a ball of small flowers, which looked very dreamy in the dark night.
The starry sky, without the pollution of modern lights, seems to be touchable with your hand. A star belt stretches across the center, with broken stars scattered around. Looking up at the grass, it seems as if a gauze curtain dotted with stars is covering your head.
Perhaps because there were fewer people around, Mosin seemed to be more relaxed. He looked at the starry sky and the fire, and was also interested in the sweet smell emanating from the fire. His expression was less dull.
Wang Yi pointed to the sky and told him the names of the constellations.
Mo Xin seemed interested, but also seemed unable to listen, and remained silent. But Wang Yi didn't care, focusing solely on her own output. The child was slow to react, but his reflexes were long, so he'd always remember a few words after repeated conversations. Besides, she didn't need him to remember anything; simply being interested was enough.
When Wang Yi said he was tired, the firelight gradually dimmed.
She took out a branch and dug out the roasted sweet potatoes from under the fire pit.
A figure had been standing aside for a long time.
"Ahem. Well, I couldn't sleep, so I saw a fire over here, so I came to check it out."
Zheng Yeheng found an extremely awkward excuse and sat down stiffly.
The prince seems to be going further and further down the path of shamelessness.
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