Luo Jia remembered her "scalding flowers with boiling water" action, and wanted to ask a question, but then thought about it, and shrank back. She only looked at the child's innocent and confused face, and her face darkened: "Children, don't ask questions here and there.

"

Fang Fei didn't dare to ask anymore. She lowered her head, finished the cake in her hand, raised her head again, and suddenly stretched out her hand to touch his face: "You are better than my father."

Luo Jia was startled.

"My father never feeds me cakes, and he never sleeps with me in his arms."

He was very curious: "Don't your father love you?"

"No, I only met him twice."

Luo Jia felt strange. Could it be the two times he witnessed? Why is this? Although the King of Dayan has many daughters, he is not inferior to an ugly girl like her, but he is emotional and rational, and he will not even face his daughter.

You haven't seen her before, right? Moreover, Concubine Zhang is her mother-in-law. She seems to be very favored. How could she give birth to a daughter who is so disliked?

He suddenly asked: "Who is your mother-in-law?"

"It's Concubine Zhang. When I was born, people said she almost died in childbirth. People said I was a broom star, and fortune tellers said I would kill her, so she never met me..."

No wonder when I first saw her, she was dressed like a palace maid. I couldn't believe that she was a princess. She didn't even know how to read. It turned out that she was a servant-like servant living in a cold palace. However, for her

I still feel weird about what I said. Even if it is a difficult delivery, there is no need for a daughter to neglect her daughter like this, right?

He patted her little face and said, "That's fine. When you get to the palace in the North, you will have a good life."

She clapped her hands and said very excitedly: "Father, are we going to the North to eat roast lamb?"

“What roast lamb?”

"The female official said that if you throw it into the fire, it will be more fragrant and tender than lamb. Isn't that roast lamb? I have seen it prepared by the palace maids when they held banquets, but they didn't let me eat it and drove me aside...

"

Luojia was shocked, and suddenly remembered his purpose. When he looked at those big bright eyes, he realized that the little fat piggy was smiling, with rosy cheeks and a big dimple on both sides, which were sunken deeply.

Go to the exciting place, like a lovely angel.

He didn't dare to meet her eyes and smiled mysteriously: "You will know when we get there."

She muttered, truly like a spoiled child: "What do you mean, why should we go to the North Country?"

"Let you grow up to be 18 years old like a real princess, wear the best and most beautiful snow-white gauze, eat the cleanest and most delicious fruits, live in the most beautiful and gorgeous room, and wait for a sacred moment to come."

The child only understood that he could wear gorgeous clothes and eat delicious fruits, and he clapped his hands with joy: "What is the sacred time? Is it the time to roast mutton? Haha, you are so good, you are better than my father, I

Father won’t let me eat roast mutton…”

It was a child-like closeness and laughter. For a moment, Luo Jia had the illusion that he was really a loving father, but he automatically ignored her last words.

The little man next to him fell asleep again at some point, clinging to him tightly, snoring sweetly. His hands touched the little man's shiny face and small hands, and for a long time, he said to himself: "Ugly."

Girl, actually, you are not that ugly." This is a feeling I have never experienced before. I am alone, scheming and wary at every turn. Even the people closest to me are reserved. Only in front of this little captive of the enemy country,

Everything was exposed.

There are some secrets that I would rather tell strangers.

Maybe, just because she is a stupid, ugly child who doesn't know anything?

If you are too smart, you will not be reliable.
Chapter completed!