Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

Chapter 137 Is Second Young Master Xue Jealous?

In the evening, the sun was setting and the sky was full of sunset clouds.

Ling Yue sat on the swing with Xue Yu in her arms and slowly swayed, and time slowed down as the swing swayed.

She gently rubbed the little guy's hair, "Yu'er, does the sunset look good?"

"It's beautiful! Little aunt, the sunset is not only beautiful, but also delicious!"

good to eat?

The little guy raised his head, his clear eyes were full of seriousness: "The setting sun is like a salted egg yolk, salty and fragrant!"

Ling Yue's smile froze, and she finally understood.

This is to remind her that the snacks owed to him have not been repaid!
Gently twisted his little face: "Little aunt made egg yolk cakes for you, okay?"

"it is good!"

He stopped watching the sunset, took her hand and ran to the kitchen.

The short legs run pretty fast!

Xue Tian thought that Ling Yue and Han Ming were feeling sad together.

Suddenly seeing cheerful figures, one big and one small, the depressed mood dissipated without a trace, and hurriedly chased after them.

"Yue'er, what are you going to do? Do you want my help?" He rolled up his sleeves, ready to strike.

The little girl smiled at him, "I'm going to make egg yolk shortbread, second brother, do you want to eat it?"

With a nervous look of protecting food, Xue Yu tugged at the corner of Ling Yue's clothes: "Second Uncle doesn't like to eat."

"Second uncle likes it!"

The little guy's little head drooped.

The second uncle is a bad guy, not only beat him, but also robbed him of food!
Suddenly her big eyes lit up, and she pulled Ling Yue's hand: "Little aunt, you should squat down a little bit."

"What's the matter baby?" Although he didn't understand, he did as he said.

The little guy kissed her on both sides of the face, blinked his eyes and said: "Little aunt, do you like Yu'er or Second Uncle?"

"Of course it's Yu'er!"

"Then you kiss me!"

Who can resist this pink baby?Ling Yue hugged him and kissed him again and again, the little guy giggled and was very happy.

The demonstrative eyes made Xue Tian want to lift him down and beat him up again!
I stimulated him twice in one day, and it hurt my heart every time!

"Yu'er, come here!" His eyes were full of threats.

The little guy didn't dare to laugh anymore, and grabbed Ling Yue's arm tightly, which made her unable to work.

"Second brother, help me pour some flour."

Hearing what she said, he temporarily let the little guy go, and followed her word.

As soon as he opened his hands, he stared at her intently.

The skillful movements reminded him of the scene of her cooking in Die Die Po.

It was great back then, there were mountains, water, flowers, grass, her, and him, but there was no Han Ming to block him.

Xue Tian thinks it is a pleasure to watch her make pastries. Her fingers are white and slender, and the dough changes shape quickly in her hands, which is amazing!
Her waist-length hair, picturesque eyebrows, and a smile always hang on her face, which makes him happy.

Xue Yu stood on tiptoe, stretched out his chubby hand to touch a piece of dough quietly, and sat on the ground to play happily.

Seeing Xue Tian looking at him, he thought he was going to grab him, so he got up and ran away.

"Yu'er is afraid of you now." Ling Yue looked at the little guy and smiled.

Xue Tian also smiled: "It will be fine tomorrow."

Quietly counting the dough, "You have made so much!"

"Not many, brother. Mr. Han asked me to give him a few, and bring a few to Ah Yun."

Xue Tian's mood was no longer beautiful, and he let out a muffled "Oh".

Just give it to Ah Yun, why give it to Mr. Han?
He brushed her long hair behind her ears, and said tentatively, "Yue'er, do you like Han Ming?"

"Why do you ask this?"

Didn't expect him to gossip like this.

Xue Tian picked up the chopsticks and stirred the flour aside as if nothing had happened, "It's nothing, just asking. Can't you tell me?"

"No. Good friend, we can talk, he is two years older than me, like a brother."

Xue Tian pouted, he didn't believe it.

"Are you short of brothers? Why do you need so many brothers? Am I treating you badly?"

Feeling a little too blunt, I added: "Isn't the eldest brother treating you badly?"

The little girl stopped what she was doing and looked at him in surprise.

"Both you and elder brother are fine. But what does it have to do with Mr. Han? Second brother, what do you want to say?"

Xue Tian stirred the flour faster, and his face blushed slightly: "I just feel that you and Han Ming are too close, even closer than us."

It happened that Han Ming arrived at the door, and when he heard his words, he secretly smiled.

He is my brother, can you not be close?

He said loudly, "Second Master Xue is jealous?"

These words made Ling Yue alert, and tilted his head to look at Xue Tian.

"Second brother, you don't like me, do you?"

Xue Tian's heart tightened and his hands trembled.

But Han Ming was in front, so he couldn't admit it.

"Are you kidding me? You are so self-willed and savage, how could I...how could I like you?"

Ling Yue gave him a sideways glance. Apart from teasing the little wolf cub, when did she become rude to him?

Listening to his disdainful tone, it seems that liking her is such a shameful thing!
He secretly dipped some flour on his hands, and wiped it all over his face when he wasn't paying attention, and it turned white instantly.

After succeeding, he ran far away, almost dying of laughter.

It was too late for Xue Tian to react, and he took a photo in the water tank, his brows raised!

"Yue'er, you're going too far!"

Seeing that he also grabbed a handful of flour, the little girl ran away.

"You can't blame me for this, it was you who first said that I was willful and savage!"

"Is not it?"

"No! Besides, even if it's true, I won't marry you anyway. Why are you so mean? It's true that people who have been hurt by love are not easy to mess with, just at once!"

"Who is hurt? I won't be polite if you talk nonsense again!"

The two ran one after the other, and the whole kitchen was in a mess.

The old lady Xue heard Xue Yu crying and said that the second uncle beat the little aunt, so she hurriedly followed in fright.

Seeing the messy kitchen and the flour-covered grandchildren, I immediately called "ancestor".

But the two ancestors were having fun and ignored her at all.

Han Ming stood aside and watched with interest, but Ling Yue wiped his hand with flour, shook his head helplessly, and immediately joined in.

When all the dust settled, the hair, faces, and bodies of the three of them were covered in white flowers, and my father didn't want to recognize that.

Only Xue Yu patted, dusted, and wiped his little aunt with his chubby hand. Ling Yue loved this little baby even more!
The egg yolk crisps were ready, and Han Ming took some to the posthouse.

Tried one, it tasted really good.

Eye sockets are wet while being happy. My sister can make such delicious cakes, which shows that she has suffered a lot.

He must make up for her well, and won't let her suffer any more grievances.

Just after changing clothes, I only heard Ning Yao come to report: "My lord, Mr. and Mrs. Anping of the Great Zhou Dynasty have come with their daughter. The prince asked you to go to the main hall."

Ever since Li Muqing took the medicine given by Ah Yun, she began to feel flustered, short of breath and weak all over, always feeling like she would faint at any time.

Seeing how weak his daughter was, Li Wuhua once gave up the idea of ​​letting her marry Da Zheng.

After all, his son had already disappointed him to the core, so he was a little bit reluctant to leave this daughter alone.

But Mrs. Lee was unwilling.

If this favored concubine did not marry, her son would not be treated by Lord Hou even more.

She felt that Li Muqing pretended to be sick because she didn't want to get married, so she invited five doctors to treat her.

It can be concluded that the young lady's long-term mental depression has led to physical and mental exhaustion. Perhaps, she will not live long.

Li Wuhua was also taken aback by this conclusion, and began to suspect that his wife mistreated his daughter behind his back.

But Li Muqing insisted with tears in her eyes that her aunt had always been good to her, and asked her father not to wrong her mother.

As for the illness, she actually had it several years ago, but she kept it secret because she was afraid of her father's worry. Who would have thought that it would suddenly become serious recently.

But even so, as the daughter of the Marquis of Anping, even though she is a concubine, she still has to do her part for the Marquis.

Her father needed her, and the Marquis of Anping needed her. Even if she died, she would die in Dazheng's palace.

Li Wuhua was so moved that he burst into tears and vowed to treat his daughter well.

If she is selected by Da Zheng, he will devote all his power to buy her a dowry, and will never let Da Zheng underestimate her.

If he is not selected, he will love her even more, and put her under the name of his aunt, and become a respected aunt.

After a cup of tea, Han Ming accompanied Han Qianfeng to arrive.

Looking at the family of three with different expressions, he smiled slightly.

(End of this chapter)