My wife is weak

Chapter 43 It Was A Little Girl

"Who is..."

An old and hoarse voice came from inside the door, and Tang Qingshan's small body trembled.

This sound is really ugly.

The dilapidated door was slowly pushed open, as ugly as that sound.

He raised his hand and smoothed the boy's hair, comforting him, "It's okay, sister is here."

"I'm not afraid."

He would never admit that he was afraid in front of his sister.

Qi Gong heard the conversation between the two siblings, but there was no change on his old face.

"Old man, this is a small gift from my parents."

Tang Ruyao took the gift from Ling Shuang, walked lightly with lotus steps, and walked in front of the old man.

The old man hesitated for a few seconds, but reached out to take it.

This was the first gift that the third child brought here. Although it was sent by several children, it was enough.

It is easy to add icing on the cake, but difficult to give charcoal in the snow.No matter how much or how little this carbon is, and no matter what the reason is, this heart is here.

"The old slave thanked Miss, I wonder which adult's daughter Miss is?"

"Father Tang Feng."

The little girl was not in a hurry and was extremely polite.

There was no trace of dislike in his eyes, neither the dilapidated old house nor the old man with an ugly voice who was about to die.

He has been looking at people all his life, this little girl is clean.

"Uncle Qi?"

Tang Ruyao just felt a little familiar with the juvenile voice that sounded suspiciously from the room.

"We're the only ones here who still visit? They're not here to make trouble!" The boy's voice was full of teasing.

"Master, be careful." Qi Gong reminded.

There was no light in the courtyard, and Tang Ruyao saw the figure of the young man at the door.

I sigh in my heart, why is it him again.

Song Yan also just saw the little girl standing at the door, and regretted what he said just now.

In Lingjing, the only thing he doesn't dislike is the little girl in front of him.

After all, he can be regarded as someone who has made friends, and his temper is not bad, so he didn't dislike him.

Uncle Qi blocked the little girl just now, so he didn't look carefully.

"Sorry, I didn't expect it to be you."

The boy's tone suddenly softened a lot.

Tang Ruyao guessed that this might be the third prince, but it might be, and he didn't specify his identity.

"It's okay, there's nothing else, we'll go back first."

After Tang Ruyao and others left, Qi Gong gave Song Qiao the gift from the little girl.

"Do you know this little girl?"

Song Yan fiddled with the things in his hands, and said in response: "Well, I've seen it a few times, and he's okay."

Qi Gong reminded the young man, "You have too much resistance to Ling Jing, this is not a good thing, restrain yourself."

"By the way, that little girl is next door, Tang Feng's daughter."

"It's next door... It's really a fate!"

Qi Gong closed the door, and glanced at the young man with cloudy eyes.

"Fate, why don't you know about it here?"

This mansion is really broken, but this is the geomantic treasure that the emperor planned for this kid long ago.

Next door is Tang Chengxiang's family, who are the most favored in the court today, and not far away is the Long family who has been taking care of him.

Tell me, isn't it obvious what kind of calculation this is?

Well, it's not obvious, even if someone thinks that this position is a bit advantageous, but since the emperor's attitude towards the third prince is really too bad, they will deny their own ideas.

"If it wasn't for my concubine's name, I wouldn't come."

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