Zhao Lingshu took the box and handed it to a maid beside her and asked her to send it to the Lingshu Pavilion.

The maid knew the preciousness and carefully escorted the trot away.

Seeing that the task was completed, the little guy smiled at Zhao Lingshu, saluted and returned the same way.

Father Zhao Yang watched confused from the sidelines.

My daughter rarely goes out on weekdays, she doesn't have any good friends, and she doesn't have much monthly money on weekdays. A treasure crate is worth a lot of money, not to mention the contents inside.

Where did this come from?

Zhao Lingshu turned around and saw the puzzled gazes of his grandfather, father, and brother.

The four eyes looked at each other, so she clenched the corners of her sleeves a little crampedly: "It was sent by the sixth prince." ”

The woman's eyebrows and eyes were lowered, especially indifferent.

Zhao Liangchen and his father Zhao Yang were extremely surprised, and said in unison: "Shu'er, you don't want to get too close to the princes. ”

The two of them spoke in unison, a little eagerly, causing the corpse to raise his head.

The concerned gazes of her father and brother made her nose sour.

In her previous life, she was trapped in the cold palace, and in the last fire, she heard Chu Lanxi say outside the hall: "Zhao Lingshu, you don't know yet!" Zhao Yechen and your father are already dead! Die under the guillotine! His head is still hanging on the gates! ”

……

The vague words of the previous life overlapped with the real faces of this life, Zhao Lingshu looked at the two of them in a daze, and two lines of tears rolled down and smashed to the ground.

Zhao Yang and Zhao Yechen were instantly dumbfounded, thinking that they had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly comforted Zhao Lingshu.

"Don't cry, don't cry!"

"What are you crying about, stupid kids!"

"If you don't want to, your father won't blame you!"

"Shu'er, don't cry, if you like it, my brother will support you!"

……

The two of them frantically touched their robes and pulled out their sleeves to find handkerchiefs.

Where will two big men take them with them?

Zhao Lingshu's crying, their minds were blank, and they didn't know how to ask the maids around them, so they didn't touch their bodies and picked up their sleeves to wipe Zhao Lingshu's tears.

Zhao Yang's official residence is a mighty general, and he also has the characteristics of a military general, and he is careless and does not understand warmth, so he broke all his favor and gave it to his wife and the pearl in his palm.

Zhao Yechen saw a palm and slapped his father's hand.

Zhao Yang realized what he was going to do, put down his hand, and scratched his head in embarrassment.

Such a vivid scene made Zhao Lingshu yearn for it, and the awkward appearance of the two made her burst into tears and laughed:

"Poof—"

Only then did the two of them relax and let out a sigh of relief.

"I ...... I just cried with joy, and as for the prince, it was just a greeting gift. ”

Zhao Lingshu blinked his eyes to suppress the tears in his eyes, and replied in a relaxed tone.

The matter between her and Xiao Qisheng, she doesn't want to be involved in the Weiguo Mansion for the time being.

"You girl, you scared me to death!" Zhao Yang stroked his chest and said.

At this time—

"General! There are things in the army that you can take care of! ”

At this moment of warmth, a small soldier wearing a helmet and a red tassel suddenly rushed out on the road and rode on a rampant horse to the gate of the Weiguo Mansion.

"What's going on at this time?!"

Zhao Yang lost his voice and roared, hurriedly went to the mansion to find a horse, walked a few steps and turned back, bent down on Zhao Lingshu's head and wanted to pat it, and was afraid that his hand was too strong, so he rubbed it gently, but the rough voice was an extremely gentle word, he said: "Shu'er, Daddy wants you to be healthy, and Daddy wants you to be happy." ”

The two looked at each other for a moment, Zhao Yang got up and laughed a few times and ran towards the house.

Those few sentences have been burned in Zhao Lingshu's mind.

Daddy wants you to be healthy, and Daddy wants you to be happy.

Zhao Yang drove away majestically after a while, and when he went, he waved and laughed at the Lingshu right away.

Zhao Lingshu also smiled and beckoned back, his right hand hanging down but slowly clenched.

Yes, Daddy.

Without Zhao Yang's loud voice, the crowd in front of the mansion was half quiet.

"Chen'er, you and your sister spend a little longer." As she spoke, her mother patted Zhao Yechen's hand lightly and took the maids back to the house.

Mother knew that although the two were brothers and sisters and both loved each other, they actually spent very little time together.

Finally, it was Zhao Yechen who accompanied the Lingshu Pavilion back.

Along the way, it's like making up for things that I didn't participate in before.

Zhao Liangchen talked to Lingshu about many childhood things, which made her quite emotional.

It turns out that I have had a time like that before.

Helplessly, Zhao Yechen has just been released from prison and has a lot of affairs.

In the end, he didn't have to wait long and left.

Zhao Lingshu watched at the door, and when his brother's clear back disappeared around the corner, he walked to the kitchen.

Xiao Qisheng did her a big favor this time, and she had nothing to repay now, so she planned to make a few snacks and send them over.

When Zhao Lingshu walked to the kitchen, everyone was busy, and it was almost lunchtime.

When the eldest young master returns home, he must prepare more sumptuously!

When the eldest lady came in, everyone inside stopped what they were doing and wanted to salute her.

"No, you guys prepare your own business."

Zhao Lingshu raised his hand to interrupt, and found a chef nearby to learn the steps of dim sum.

"This fragrant flower cake is ...... with a variety of rich floral petals."

Zhao Lingshu studied carefully, and when the two plates were served, the people in the kitchen were basically empty.

The corpse motioned to the guards around him to send the snacks as usual, and turned to go to the hall for lunch.

Xiao Qisheng hasn't prepared lunch yet, and there are not many people in his house, and it can even be said that he is the only one who wants exquisite meals, plus he forgets to sleep and eat when he is busy, so he often doesn't need lunch.

When Xiao Si delivered the dim sum to Xiao Qisheng, he happened to be hungry.

Xiao Si put the food drawer on the table next to him, and took out two plates of particularly good-looking pastries and put them in front of His Royal Highness.

He felt that Miss Zhao was in vain. He also ran for nothing. His Royal Highness rarely eats these snacks.

Xiao Qisheng felt a little novel when he received Zhao Lingshu's snack, and raised his hand to take a bite of it.

It's sweet, not greasy at all, I don't know what steps were used, it's not sandy, it's a little chewy. The fragrant fragrance spreads and the smell is very rich.

He was really shocked by this dim sum, but he didn't expect that Zhao Lingshu's pastry making skills were also first-class.

Xiao Qisheng narrowed his eyes and his gaze fell on the two plates.

Raise your hand - close your mouth - raise your hand -

I ate the rest of the pastries on an empty plate!