Chapter 500, Frankly
Xiao Yeyang's arms were hugging her a little too tightly, and Daohua felt a little uncomfortable. She struggled a little, but found that he was hugging her even tighter, so she didn't dare to move.
At this moment, Xiao Yeyang was like a wounded lone wolf. Daohua hesitated for a moment, slowly reached out to hug him back, and gently patted his back with her hand.
The moment Daohua hugged Xiao Yeyang, the pain in Xiao Yeyang's eyes slowly subsided, and his aura became calm.
Xiao Yeyang buried his head in Daohua's neck, greedily absorbing the warmth coming from her body, as if as long as he held her tightly, he would not feel so lonely in this world.
The room was silent, with only the sounds of the two people breathing.
After a while, Xiao Yeyang rubbed his head against Daohua's neck. Daohua couldn't help laughing out loud: "Xiao Yeyang, it's itchy."
The winter coat had a fur collar. When Xiao Yeyang moved, the fur collar swept across his neck, making Daohua feel itchy and tingling.
Xiao Yeyang paused. At this moment, he had come back to his senses from his previous anger and sadness. He realized that he had held Daohua in his arms, and let her go uncomfortably.
Daohua glanced at Xiao Yeyang, and seeing that his complexion had returned to normal, she squatted down to clean up the paint that had spilled on the ground.
Seeing this, Xiao Yeyang squatted down as well. Looking at Daohua who was busy packing up her things, he couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you ask me anything?"
Daohua paused and looked up at him: "Would you like to tell me?"
Xiao Yeyang stared at Daohua deeply, then pulled her up, walked to the table, and unfolded the rice paper with the portrait painted on it: "This is my father."
Daohua said "Oh". Xiao Yeyang's reaction just now was so big that she had actually guessed it.
Xiao Yeyang continued to stare at the portrait: "On the day of the Little New Year, the royal family gathered in the palace, and my father made his concubine Ma his legal wife."
After saying that, Xiao Yeyang turned his head and looked at Daohua without blinking, with an unknown nervousness deep in his eyes.
Although he had a bad relationship with his father, he was still proud of his identity as the "young prince of Prince Ping's Mansion".
He also knew that others were willing to accommodate him mostly because of this identity.
So, he was really afraid that without this identity, Daohua would change his attitude towards him.
"oh!"
Daohua said "oh" again, and then there was no other reaction.
Xiao Yeyang paused, thinking that Daohua didn't know the seriousness of the matter, and explained, "Concubine Ma has a son who is my half-brother. Once she makes him the legitimate heir, I will no longer be the only legitimate son of Prince Ping's mansion."
Daohua tilted her head: "So what?"
Xiao Yeyang looked at Daohua and was silent for a moment: "That means that the title of Prince Ping's Mansion may not necessarily be mine in the future."
Daohua pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you want it? If you want that title, then go for it. I believe you can get it with your ability. If you don't want it, then no matter who your father appoints as his successor, it has nothing to do with you."
Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang chuckled lightly: "Is the title of a prince so worthless to you?"
Daohua shook her head. "It's not worthless. If my family had a royal palace waiting for me to inherit, I would definitely accept it with joy. However, I think that everything in this world needs to be earned through one's own efforts. Only then will one have the confidence to do so. After all, what others give you will be in your debt."
Once you inherit the family business, you have to shoulder the responsibility of making the family prosperous. There is no such thing as something that can be obtained without hard work in this world. If you get something, you must pay something for it.
Xiao Yeyang was silent for a while, then asked, "I'm no longer the little prince, don't you have any thoughts?"
Daohua smiled: "But you are still Xiao Yeyang!"
Looking at Daohua's clear and bright black eyes, Xiao Yeyang's heart became completely light.
Daohua continued, "You are still a fourth-rank pacification envoy of the Jinling Guard. You earned this position through your own ability. Isn't this more honorable than being a mere prince without any support?"
Xiao Yeyang looked at the rice flowers deeply, was silent for a while, then raised his hand and threw the portrait in his hand into the charcoal brazier.
Daohua asked quickly, "Why are you burning it?"
Xiao Yeyang said indifferently: "I don't want to see it again."
Daohua's mouth twitched. What's the point of burning it? Prince Ping's voice and appearance are all in Xiao Yeyang's mind anyway, unless he can erase his memory.
Looking at the portrait that quickly burned to ashes, Xiao Yeyang said with a somewhat hurt expression, "I thought my father still had some feelings for me, but when he made Concubine Ma his wife, I realized that he didn't even consider me his son."
If he had considered his situation a little, he would not have promoted Concubine Ma to be his principal wife when Xiao Yechen was about to come of age.
Now that Xiao Yechen is both the legitimate son and the eldest son, according to etiquette, he should inherit the throne of the royal palace.
Xiao Yechen became the prince, so what about him? How should he establish himself? Has his good father ever thought about this for him?
Daohua knew that no matter how she tried to comfort him, Xiao Yeyang would not listen. So she simply didn't mention Prince Ping. Seeing that he was frowning, she took off the sachet from her waist, took out the fruit candies inside and handed them to him: "Don't frown like an old man. This is the candy I made. Come and try it."
Xiao Yeyang glanced at Daohua, then took the sugar grains from Daohua's hand and put them in his mouth.
Daohua glared at him immediately, took back her hands and wiped them on her body. Considering that he was in a bad mood at the moment, she just snorted and didn't say much.
Xiao Yeyang curled the corners of his mouth and chewed the candy in his mouth.
Rice Flower asked, "Is it sweet?"
Xiao Yeyang looked at Daohua, smiled and nodded: "Sweet." As he said that, he looked at the sachet in Daohua's hand.
Daohua glanced at him and handed him the sachet.
Xiao Yeyang took the sachet, looked at the embroidery on it, and said with a smile: "Did you embroider this sachet?"
Daohua: "Of course I embroidered the things I use myself."
Xiao Yeyang smiled and put the sachet into his arms.
When Daohua saw this, she quickly stopped him: "Don't put it like that. It's so hot in your arms. Don't let the sugar melt."
Xiao Yeyang thought about it and tied the sachet to his belt.
At this time, the voices of Yan Wenkai and Yan Wentao rang out in the yard.
Seeing the two people come in, Xiao Yeyang felt a little regretful. Well, he couldn't be alone with Daohua anymore.
Yan Wenkai: "What are you doing?"
Xiao Yeyang pointed to the rice paper on the table: "I'm preparing to draw New Year pictures."
Daohua looked at the sky and said to Xiao Yeyang, "You guys can draw New Year pictures here. I'll go to the kitchen and see. I brought some hot pot ingredients. We'll have hot pot with you later before we go back."
Defu immediately stepped forward with a smile and said, "Miss Yan, I will take you there."
"good."
Watching Daohua leave, Xiao Yeyang walked to the table and asked, "Tell me, what kind of New Year pictures do you want?"
Daohua and the other two left Xiao Yeyang's house at the beginning of the You hour (17:00).
This time, Xiao Yeyang sent the three of them to the door as usual.
At the door, Daohua said to Xiao Yeyang, "I may not be able to go out tomorrow, but I will go to Taohua Village on the second day of the New Year to pay New Year's greetings to Master and Granny Gu."
Yan Wenkai immediately said: "It's okay, my third brother and I can go out, we will come again tomorrow."
Xiao Yeyang glanced at him and said, "You want to ride a Ferghana horse, right?"
Yan Wenkai laughed "hehe".
Xiao Yeyang reached out his hand and helped Daohua onto the carriage: "Speaking of which, I should also go and pay New Year's greetings to the two elders."
Daohua smiled and said, "Then let's go."
"Let's go!"
Yan Wenkai urged Daohua to get into the carriage, and then he and Yan Wentao quickly got on the carriage.
(End of this chapter)
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