However, because it was too late to see Ye Qingyu, he waited until the next morning to report to her about last night's events, saying that there was no gain.

Ye Qingyu was not surprised, but asked Ling Ba to go all out to supervise the matter of Shantang, and left King Rong alone.

Take it easy.

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A few days later, the Guogong Mansion.

"Today's academy Mu Xiu, you go and ask, Brother Yan is going out?" The British duchess asked Mingyue, "If you are at home, let him come and dine with me at noon." ”

Mingyue received the order and immediately went to Zhao Yan's courtyard to inquire.

After a while, Mingyue returned, but Zhao Yan also followed quickly.

"Mother." Zhao Yan saluted the British duchess, then sat down and poured himself a cup of tea to quench his thirst.

"Don't have any travel plans for today?" The British duchess asked.

"Nope." Zhao Yan shook his head, paused and asked, "Is there any news from my father's side?" I heard that he was seriously injured. ”

"Don't worry, your father has someone to take care of, and there is good medicine for injuries, so he doesn't have to worry about his life." The British Duchess said.

"Although my life is worry-free, I must be seriously injured, otherwise I would not have reported to the court for support." Zhao Yan pursed his lips tightly, his eyes slipped uncomfortably,

"It's the uselessness of the child, who can't share the worries of the father."

"Your father has his own opinions, and he has never blamed you." The British duchess frowned slightly, but her words were still warm and relieved, "You just study hard." ”

Zhao Yan nodded, and secretly made up his mind that this time Qiu Yan must enter the top three.

He is the prince of England, but he is weak and cannot go into battle to kill the enemy, so he can only take the road of the imperial examination.

However, when he became a jinshi and became an official in the court, he could also share one or two burdens for his father and provoke the lintel of the country's mansion.

"Brother Yan, don't blame your father." Said the British Duchess.

"Why did Mother say that? Why should the son blame the father? Zhao Yan frowned.

"He's been away all year round, so he cares less about you." The English duchess said, "Even when I go home, I don't see how close he is to you." ”

When Zhao Yan heard this, he showed a shallow smile, "Mother, my father is a man of few words and can't express himself, and he doesn't have a father-son relationship with me."

I often corresponded with my father, and occasionally confided in my troubles in the letters, although my father did not have much relief in words, but he always asked people to help me solve my troubles.

At first, I thought that my father did not like me, but I only learned later that if I asked for anything, my father would definitely satisfy me.

He has never been too weak for me to inherit his mantle, and he has no resentment against me, he is already a good father, and his son only hates not being able to follow him. ”

The British duchess was a little surprised that her son would say such a thing, and after being slightly stunned, she said in a low voice,

"I always thought you had a grudge against your father."

"If you are dissatisfied with your father and have prejudices, it's not your son, it's your mother." Zhao Yan said in a low voice.

The British Duchess smiled wryly.

"Of course, it's not right for my father to care too little about my mother." Zhao Yan saw that she was uncomfortable, and hurriedly said.

"Alright, you don't have to make up for him." The British duchess waved her hand and said a little angrily.

Zhao Yan sighed in his heart.

At this moment, Mingyue hurriedly came and reported with a smile,

"Madam, it's a letter from Shu."

"Get it!" Zhao Yan hurriedly stretched out his hand and took the letter from Mingyue's hand, and then found that there were two letters, one was very thick and the other was thin.

(End of chapter)