Chapter 468 Cheng Cheng is the first

When Jiang Yingcheng looked over with a blank expression, the emptiness on her face made Jiang Yanchuan feel a little distressed.

Maybe it's not just a few points, but a lot of heartache.

The young man carried this secret with him, realizing that it would be discovered sooner or later, so he was very careful and tried his best to help him. Now that he thinks about it, maybe... he is not a very competent father.

He always wanted to wait until he had everything under control before speaking out, forgetting that she would always feel uneasy about it.

Jiang Yanchuan slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand to turn the kid around, and then wiped the corners of his eyes, trying to ease his mood, and teased, "Are you going to cry again?"

However, his experience in coaxing children was pitifully inadequate. It would have been better if he hadn't said this. Once he said it -

Jiang Yingcheng shook his head blankly, and then, tears burst out like a river bursting its banks: "Wuwaaaaa——"

She quickly worked out the equation in her mind:

If her father knew her identity = she could no longer be a princess = her father would no longer love her as much as his own child!

The sudden situation made her unable to think about why her handsome father had known about this for a long time but never exposed her. She just burst into tears instinctively.

Different from his previous performative sobbing, this time the kid didn't even ask for help from "Brother Tong" in his heart, he cried very hard.

Jiang Yanchuan: “…”

What did he say wrong?!

The young emperor who was invincible on the battlefield felt for the first time in his life that he was still lacking in strategy in certain matters.

But he had no choice but to coax her softly.

Jiang Yanchuan pulled the crying kid into his arms and patted him on the back, "Oh no! Our Chengcheng is going to be discovered crying by her uncle You."

The howling sound paused for a while, and a faint voice came from his arms: "Then, then let's change places quickly--"

She really couldn't control this indescribable emotion, and only stopped reluctantly because her mind was briefly occupied by the fear of impending embarrassment.

Jiang Yanchuan was amused by the boy's reaction. He reached out and picked up the round ball. With a tiptoe, he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Liao Chen and Gao Siyuan did not follow.

Just then, You Xi rushed out of the room, looking anxious: "What's wrong? What's wrong? I just heard Cheng Cheng crying?!"

"No." The two smiled and turned around, deciding to maintain the young guy's image.

Gao Siyuan: "Liaochen just sprained his ankle and screamed. Brother You might have heard this sound."

Le Chen, who was a step late in speaking, turned his head lifelessly and looked at Gao Siyuan motionlessly.

Gao Siyuan stiffened with guilt, not daring to look back: "Oh, by the way, His Majesty had something to do, so he took the little princess back first. Before she left, she said that she liked the porcelain vase very much, and asked me to ask Brother You if she could take it away."

"Is that so?" You Xi nodded blankly. He didn't think it was wrong for a martial arts master to sprain his ankle, nor did he think it was inappropriate for an adult to scream after spraining his ankle. He just said, "Of course, if you two like anything, you can take it at will."

"Thank you very much, Brother You!" Gao Siyuan hurriedly ran towards the direction of the porcelain bottle, avoiding Chen's sight that was looking at him.

Liaochen: “…”

…

Jiang Yanchuan took the little guy and hid in the mountains. There was no one around and they were surrounded by emerald green pines and cypresses. They didn't have to worry about being discovered by hiding behind the trees and could cry as much as they wanted.

But Jiang Yingcheng's crying was interrupted like that, and now she couldn't cry anymore.

The sobbing and tapping sounds never stopped.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally asked the question: "Father, how...how did the emperor know?"

Jiang Yanchuan closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then decided to help Concubine Wan, who had already suffered enough torture: "It was Chengcheng's mother who told my father."

"She was worried that Cheng Cheng would be charged with deceiving the emperor one day, so she took all the blame first."

If he were in Concubine Wan's shoes, he wouldn't dare say that he would do better than Concubine Wan. Being in such a quagmire, it would be difficult to distinguish right from wrong no matter what you do. He could understand the reasons behind everything Concubine Wan did, but he still hoped that the little guy could feel more love.

She should live in love.

Jiang Yingcheng's expression was visibly stunned for a moment: "Mother?"

A huge fear suddenly surged into my heart: "Mother?!"

She clutched the collar of her beautiful father, not caring about her own status, and stuttered, "Mother, mother is very pitiful! She was also deceived by her sister, she, she didn't mean it!"

"Mother, my brother can't survive, let Chengcheng take over!"

Jiang Yingcheng's tears flowed again. She cried until she hiccuped and her words were incoherent, but Jiang Yanchuan understood it all.

If he had not sent Jinshu out of the palace at that time, he would not have lived to this age.

"Father knows everything," he said, wiping the boy's tears with a handkerchief, "You three have done very well."

Jiang Yanchuan's voice was very soft: "Concubine Wan successfully protected the two of you. Even in such an environment, Jinshu maintained his pure nature. Chengcheng also--"

"Chengcheng, it's not good," Jiang Yingcheng suddenly interrupted her father and said with sobs, "Chengcheng, Chengcheng knew about this a long time ago, but never told father..."

Her voice became lower and lower, until in the end, Jiang Yanchuan had to listen and guess before he could piece together a complete sentence.

"Chengcheng is still young," he said, "It's understandable that she can't think so much."

Jiang Yingcheng still felt ashamed, with his head lowered, not wanting to raise it for even a moment: "But, but...but my brother Jinshu, my brother Jinshu doesn't have a father..."

"The emperor is here. He will always have his father for many, many years to come," Jiang Yanchuan said.

Jiang Yingcheng remained silent.

That's great.

She thought.

Although I am going to lose my father, it seems that my father has no intention of blaming my mother. My younger brother Jinshu also has a father, so I don't have to live with such a huge guilt every day.

Although, although she will always miss them in her heart, there is nothing she can do about it.

Who said she wasn't the real child of her father, the emperor, and her mother, the concubine...

"Chengcheng too." Jiang Yanchuan added promptly when he saw the young man falling into the panic of his own imagination again.

Jiang Yingcheng finally raised his head this time: "What is it?"

"Chengcheng will always have father for many, many years to come." Jiang Yanchuan threw away the handkerchief that was too wet to use anymore and reached out to wipe the little boy's tears. "Father will give Chengcheng a lot of love and make Chengcheng always as happy as before."

Jiang Yingcheng's heartbeat suddenly became very fast, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

She raised her hand and pressed it on her heart, and asked blankly, "Father, why..."

"Because Chengcheng is very good," Jiang Yanchuan said gently, "Chengcheng deserves the best love in the world."

"Where is...excellent?"

Jiang Yanchuan stretched out his beautiful eyes and thought back to the very beginning of the day——

"You ran past so many people and came to me clumsily."

"Open your arms and let me pick you up."

"Don't think of me as a cold-blooded emperor, just as your father."

“No one has ever thought of this.”

"Chengcheng is the first one."