Abandoned peasant woman in the prosperous world

Chapter 304: King Xuan's Revenge (1)
"Master." Suddenly, with a flash of air, Qian Yi appeared in the hall outside.He called out, then walked into the inner room, took out a letter from his pocket, and handed it over: "Madam asked me to deliver it to the little master."

It has been two or three days since Qin Yuyao left home, and during this time Bao'er has been unhappy, although Yu Wenxuan's company was there to make up for it, but the yearning for Qin Yuyao is irreplaceable.

Hearing Qin Yuyao's letter from Qianyi suddenly, he couldn't help smiling, and hurriedly got up from Yu Wenxuan's arms, Bai Shengsheng stretched out his small hand towards Qianyi and said, "Give it to me, give it to me quickly."

Qianyi lowered her head, looking at the little child who looked eighty percent similar to her cold and arrogant master but had a completely different expression, she felt a little strange in her heart.It was as if this little child Tong was the master he had protected for many years without showing any signs of emotion or anger, and at this moment he was coquettishly and foolishly cuddling with him, so it was interesting to think about it.

"Here you are." Qian Yi handed over the envelope Qin Yuyao gave him, and then stuck it on the wall like an invisible person, blending with the unchanging color of the wall, so as not to attract attention.

Bao'er took the envelope and felt the thick one, feeling joyful and excited, and a little bit wronged.The chubby little hands took out the letter paper and opened it carefully.After seeing the content on the letter paper the next moment, he couldn't help being stunned.Then the small mouth shrunk, the big black eyes blinked a few times, and big clear teardrops rolled down.

"Woo, mother! Bao'er misses mother, woo!" Holding the letter paper, Bao'er burst into tears with grievance.

Yu Wenxuan sat behind Bao'er, reading the letter with Bao'er.Seeing that the envelope was quite thick at first, I thought Qin Yuyao had written a lot, thinking that next time I saw her, I would take this opportunity to tease her.Unexpectedly, he had misunderstood the idea, and saw that there was nothing else on the letter, but a picture.

On the paper is a beautiful young woman holding a lovely child in her arms, sitting in the garden teaching him to read and write.The expression of the woman is very serious and gentle, while the expression of the child is naive. This is a painting of a loving mother and a filial son.Not a word was written on it, but it was more powerful than any words.

Yu Wenxuan sighed in his heart, took the painting from Bao'er's hand, held Bao'er in his arms and patted gently: "My dear Bao'er, your mother will be back soon."

Bao'er nestled into Yu Wenxuan's arms, clutching Yu Wenxuan's clothes with her small hands, crying non-stop, and soon made Yu Wenxuan's clothes wet from crying.

Feeling the warmth in his chest, Yu Wenxuan was half distressed, and half jealous - when will Bao'er want him to cry like this?Suppressing her jealousy, she raised her hand and patted Bao'er's back gently, coaxing: "My dear Bao'er, don't cry."

But it didn't work, I saw that Bao'er couldn't listen to it at all, and at the moment her heart was full of grievances, and she couldn't stop crying.

Yu Wenxuan was a little helpless, his brows were a little sad for a while, and he thought for a while and asked: "Doesn't Bao'er want to write back to your mother?"

Hearing this, Bao'er couldn't help but stop crying a bit, poked her head out of Yu Wenxuan's arms, and asked with a sobbing voice, "Reply?"

"Yes, your mother wrote you a letter, how do you reply to her letter?" Seeing that it was effective, Yu Wenxuan hurriedly coaxed him: "You know, you miss your mother, and your mother also misses you." It's tight."

Bao'er was stunned for a moment, wiped away her tears and stopped crying, her little face pretended to be strong like an adult: "Bao'er wants to write back to mother."

"Oh? Answer what?" Yu Wenxuan smiled slightly, but was curious in his heart, how would this little person answer?
After these few days of close contact, Yu Wenxuan gradually discovered that his son seemed innocent and unscheming, but in fact he was very sensitive and had his own opinions on many things.

Bao'er tilted her head slightly, thought for a while, and said: "Mother is not at home, I can't eat many things, I want to bring something for mother." After saying that, she got up, got out of bed and ran out.

Yu Wenxuan didn't stop him in a daze, and told him to forget to put on his shoes, and ran out with bare feet.Instead, he went to the West Room and shouted, "Auntie, Auntie, wrap some preserved eggs and salted duck eggs for Bao'er."

Before Mrs. Chen fell asleep, she saw Bao'er running over barefoot, got out of bed quickly, picked him up, placed him on the bed, and said, "Why did Bao'er pack this?"

Only the sound of light footsteps sounded, and then Yu Wenxuan's voice sounded: "It was originally wrapped by the young master for the madam, but there is no need for it."

Seeing Yu Wenxuan coming, Mrs. Chen hurriedly saluted, "I have seen the master."

Yu Wenxuan nodded, bent down to pick up Bao'er from the bed, and said to Mrs. Chen: "It's nothing, you can rest." He carried Bao'er across the hall and went to the east room.

Bao'er was puzzled and said: "Daddy, why didn't you give it to mother?"

Yu Wenxuan then replied: "There are many powerful people in the palace. When they see your mother eating this, they will definitely steal it from her. So even if Bao'er is included, your mother won't be able to eat it."

"Bad guys!" Bao'er couldn't help clenching her fists tightly, her brows were knit together, and she pouted: "Then pack more, they can't finish it, mother will have some to eat!"

His son is a little rich man.Yu Wenxuan couldn't help laughing, and said: "Actually, it's not true, your mother is so powerful, who can snatch it from her? But, because your mother didn't take it to your mother in an open and honest manner, so your mother can't do it in front of others." To eat noodles, you have to quietly, which is very troublesome."

Bao'er pouted involuntarily, very unhappy.

Yu Wenxuan carried him back to the house, pointed to the pen, ink, paper and inkstone by the table, and said, "How about this, Bao'er also draw a picture and write back to your mother?"

Bao'er thought for a while, and had no choice but to say: "Okay." She still pouted, looking not very happy.Sitting by the bed, let Yu Wenxuan put on his shoes, and said, "Daddy, I can't draw well, will mother laugh at me?"

"What do you think?" Yu Wenxuan asked with a sullen smile.

Bao'er pouted and shook her head: "Bao'er doesn't know."

"Daddy will take you to draw together." Yu Wenxuan put on Bao'er's shoes, then carried him out of bed, went to the table to grind ink.

Because the table is high and Bao'er's stature is not enough, every time she writes, she stands on a special chair.At this moment, he voluntarily climbed onto the stool, stood still, and turned his head to look at Yu Wenxuan.

After Yu Wenxuan finished grinding the ink, he spread out the paper, put the brush into Bao'er's hand, then held Bao'er's little hand, and asked, "What does Bao'er want to draw?"

Bao'er thought for a while and said, "Draw a picture of our family having dinner."

When Yu Wenxuan heard this, he sighed in his heart, it's no wonder that he didn't even get enough sleep these few days, and came to accompany the little guy every night, but this little guy has a much more conscience than his mother.

(End of this chapter)