C545 You are not your own child (1/2)

”Muhou, what do you want to say to me?” Feng Lingyue put down the bowl in her hands and asked.

Empress Duanwen stared deeply at her daughter, her hands trembling as she pressed them against her face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she murmured, ”In the end, Imperial Mother has implicated you.”

”No, mother, don't say it like that. I'm your daughter. We share both good fortune and bad fortune. This is not a burden.” Feng Lingyue's heart ached for her mother as she hurriedly comforted her.

”Once mother dies, you … ahem … you will have nothing to rely on anymore. Ling Yue'er, what can you do in the future?”

Although you and Xiao He are engaged, your royal father has always been cold to you without his mother. How could that scorpion, Xiao Zhenhai, accept you? The Queen looked at Yue'er with concern.

”Mother, stop saying that you won't die. You won't die. Yue Er will always be by your side, eating, talking with you. Whatever mother wants to do, I will accompany you.”

By the way, does the Queen Mother remember my fawn? ”That was even given to me by my master, the Queen doesn't like me to raise her, but she has already grown up. A few days ago, when we were alone in the Changchun Palace, she accompanied me. In the future, she will also accompany the Queen.”

Feng Lingyue resisted the urge to cry, and an innocent and romantic smile appeared on her face.

The empress's lips quirked up in a smile. ”Look at you, this look, this breath, how can you be a princess? A little deer makes you so satisfied, if you had the slightest thought of Thirteen, you wouldn't have used your hands to grind calluses all day long. Which princess's hands would have calluses growing on them?”

”It doesn't matter, Imperial Mother. I'm not afraid of calluses. Look, cocoons grow here. It's very thick and hard. It won't hurt to be pricked by anything in the future.” Feng Lingyue opened her right hand, stroking the cocoon, and said with a smile, ”I don't care at all.”

”You, you're a girl. Which man doesn't like girls with a pair of soft, white hands? With such rough hands, you might scare them away.” The empress shook her head and said helplessly.

Queen Mother, if a man likes me because I have a pair of soft white hands, or if he dislikes me because I don't have a pair of soft white hands, then I wouldn't like that person either. Feng Lingyue said as she snuggled into the empress's embrace.

”Ling Yue'er, the person you truly like, is he Lian Lian's son, Lian Lian Fu?” the Empress asked suddenly.

Yue'er's face reddened as she said, ”Imperial Mother, you … why did you suddenly say that?”

Last time, when you asked him about the chance to meet with your royal father, you did not hesitate to be scolded by your royal father. He gave you this little deer that you kept like a treasure, and when you brought it up, your eyes would shine.

Since the empress had already said this, Feng Lingyue didn't refute her. She only smiled wryly and said, ”It's useless even if I like him. He doesn't like me.” Furthermore, I have been betrothed to the Xiao family in name, so I shouldn't think about anything else.