There is Room For the Poor Daughter - Chapter 500

[Chapter 500, frankly]

Xiao Yeyang’s arms were hugging a little tight, and Daohua felt a little uncomfortable. After struggling a little, he found that he hugged him even tighter, so he didn’t dare to move.

At this moment, Xiao Yeyang was like a wounded lone wolf. Daohua hesitated for a moment, then slowly stretched out her hand to hug him, and gently patted his back with her hand.

The moment Daohua hugged Xiao Yeyang, the pain in Xiao Yeyang’s eyes slowly receded, and the breath on his body became peaceful.

Xiao Yeyang buried his head between Daohua’s neck, greedily absorbing the warmth from her body, as if as long as he hugged her tightly, he would not be so lonely in this world.

The room was silent except for the breathing of the two of them.

After a while, Xiao Yeyang’s head rubbed against Daohua’s neck, and immediately, Daohua couldn’t help laughing: “Xiao Yeyang, itchy.” The

winter jacket was trimmed with a fur collar, Xiao Ye When Yang moved, the fur collar swept back and forth on her neck, making Daohua feel itchy.

Xiao Yeyang paused. At this moment, he had recovered from the previous anger and sadness. When he realized that he was holding Daohua in his arms, he let her go uncomfortably.

Daohua glanced at Xiao Yeyang, and seeing that his face had recovered, she knelt down to clean up the spilled paint.

Seeing this, Xiao Yeyang also squatted down, looked at Dao Hua who was only busy packing her things, and couldn’t help asking, “Why don’t you ask me anything?

” He: “Would you like to tell me?”

Xiao Yeyang took a deep look at Daohua, pulled her up, walked to the table, and opened the rice paper with the portrait on it: “This is my father.”

Daohua let out an ‘oh’. Xiao Yeyang had such a big reaction just now, but she had already guessed it.

Xiao Yeyang continued to stare at the portrait: “On the day of the young year, the royal family members gathered in the palace, and my father helped his concubine, side concubine Ma, to be upright.”

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yeyang turned his head to look at Daohua, without blinking, with unknown tension deep in his eyes.

Although the relationship between him and his father is not good, he is still proud of his status as the “Little Prince of Prince Ping’s Mansion”.

He also knows that others are willing to accommodate him, mostly because of this status.

So, he was really afraid, afraid that without this identity, Daohua would change him.

“Oh!”

Daohua said ‘oh’ again, and then there was no other reaction.

Xiao Yeyang paused, thinking that Daohua didn’t know the serious relationship, and explained: “Concubine Ma has a son, who is my concubine brother, once she straightens up, I will no longer be the only 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 be mine in the future.”

Daohua pondered for a while , asked: “Then do you want it? If you want that title, then go for it. I believe you can get it with your ability; It has nothing to do with you.”

Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang chuckled directly: “Is the title of a prince’s mansion so worthless to you?”

Daohua shook his head: “It’s not worthless, if there is a prince’s mansion in my house waiting If I inherit it, then I must accept it with joy. However, I think that everything in this world needs to be obtained through my own efforts, so that I can have confidence. The manpower is short.”

Inheriting the family business means that one has to shoulder the responsibility for the prosperity of the family. There is never something that can be obtained for nothing in this world. Whatever you get, you must pay for it.

Xiao Yeyang was silent for a while, and then asked: “I am no longer the little prince, so you have no idea?”

Daohua smiled: “But you are still Xiao Yeyang!”

Looking at Daohua’s clear and bright black eyes , Xiao Yeyang’s heart became completely lighter.

Daohua said again: “You are still the envoy of Jin Lingwei from Sipin Township. You obtained this status through your own ability. Isn’t this more glorious than a polished little prince?”

Xiao Yeyang deeply Looking at Daohua, she was silent for a while, then raised her hand and threw the portrait in her hand into the charcoal basin.   Daohua hurriedly said: “Why are you burning it

?”

Xiao Yeyang’s expression was light: “I don’t want to see it again.”

, unless he can erase his memory.

Looking at the portrait that quickly burned to ashes, Xiao Yeyang said with a hurt expression: “I thought my father always had some affection for me, but… he helped side concubine Ma right up, and I realized that I don’t have me at all in his heart.” This son.”

But if he had thought about his situation a little bit, he would not have helped side concubine Ma when Xiao Yechen was about to reach the crown.

Now Xiao Yechen is both the eldest son and the eldest son. According to the law of etiquette, he should inherit the position of the palace.

Xiao Yechen has become the eldest son, what about him, how should he gain a foothold? Has his good father ever thought about this for him?

Daohua knew that at this time, no matter how she explained and comforted her, Xiao Yeyang would not listen, so she simply refused to mention Prince Ping. Seeing that his brows were furrowed, she took off the sachet from her waist and took out the fruit candy inside Handed the grains to him: “Don’t frown, like a little old man, this is my new candy, you have to try it.”

Xiao Yeyang glanced at Daohua, and directly touched Daohua’s hand, Put the candy in your mouth.

Daohua glared at him immediately, then withdrew her hand and wiped her body, seeing that he was in a bad mood at the moment, she just hummed and didn’t say much.

The corner of Xiao Yeyang’s mouth curled up, and he chewed the sugar in his mouth.

Daohua asked: “Is it sweet?”

Xiao Yeyang looked at Daohua, smiled and nodded: “Sweet.” As he spoke, 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: “You embroidered this sachet?”

Daohua: “Of course I embroidered the things I use.”

Xiao Yeyang smiled Put the sachet into the bosom.

Seeing Daohua, she quickly stopped: “Don’t put it like that, it’s so hot in your arms, don’t melt the sugar.”

Xiao Yeyang thought for a while, and tied the sachet on his belt.

At this time, the voices of Yan Wenkai and Yan Wentao sounded in the courtyard.

Seeing the two of them coming in, Xiao Yeyang felt a little regretful, he couldn’t be alone with Daohua anymore.

Yan Wenkai: “What are you doing?”

Xiao Yeyang pointed to the rice paper on the table and said, “I’m preparing to draw a New Year picture.”

Daohua looked at the sky and said to Xiao Yeyang, “You can draw a New Year picture here. , I’ll go to the kitchen to have a look, I’ve brought the hot pot ingredients, we’ll have hot pot with you later, and then we’ll go back.”

Defu immediately walked forward with a smile: “Miss Yan, the servant will take you there.”

“ Alright.”

Watching Daohua leave, Xiao Yeyang walked to the table and said, “Tell me, what New Year pictures do you want?”

The three of Daohua left Xiao Yeyang’s house at the beginning of You Shichu (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 Peach Blossom Village on the second day of junior high school 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’ll come back tomorrow.”

Xiao Yeyang glanced at him: “You want to ride a hard-earned BMW, right?”

Yan Wenkai laughed ‘hehe’.

Xiao Yeyang stretched out his hand to help Daohua onto the carriage: “Speaking of which, I should also go to pay New Year’s greetings to the two old people.” Daohua

smiled: “Then let’s go.”

“Let’s go!”

Yan Wenkai urged Daohua into the carriage, and then quickly got into the carriage with Yan Wentao.

(end of this chapter)