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Chapter 1772 We call it the beginning of love

These words from my daughter really scared Yuan Qingling.

It seemed that this girl had something to do with doubts. She pretended to be worried and angry and said, "Baby, why are you asking these questions tonight?"

Could it be that you found out that there is someone outside your dad?

Then you have to tell your mother, you can't hide it from her."

"No, I didn't find out, I just asked this casually."

Zeran waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Are you asking just that?

I really scared my mother, thinking that there was something wrong with your father outside.”

"If there is something happening to Daddy, I will definitely not be able to hide it from you."

Zeran pulled her, "Let's go down, mom."

Yuan Qingling lay down, reached out to hold her, and after a moment of silence, he frowned and said, "However, something was wrong with your father before leaving Beijing. He gave a few rewards to a woman."

"real?"

Zelan was shocked, "Which woman?"

"You don't know you, you are the daughter of an official, a talented woman, and you are quite famous."

Yuan Qing Lingdao.

Zelan also frowned, "Is it because this official can do things for the court that his father benefactors to his family and gave him a reward?"

"I don't know," Yuan Qingling looked at her and asked with some concern: "Zelan, do you think your father will change his mind?"

"Definitely not, don't think too much."

Zelan promised.

Yuan Qingling was still frowning, "But, you obviously knew something and didn't tell your mother, otherwise you wouldn't ask that. Did your father really betray me?

He said that if there is no harem, I will be the only one in my life."

In terms of scheming, Zelan is obviously not his mother's opponent, and she is particularly concerned. Seeing her mother's worried look, she leaned into her mother's arms and said, "Mom, no, I actually just want to know how many years a man can last for a promise that he made when he was young. You and Dad are a model couple, so I want to know, have you ever been moved by others in the years you have been married?" Yuan Qingling breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that it was because of Jing Tian.

"No, I believe neither my father nor you."

"Um."

Zelan got closer, and his hair spread out, like a pure angel.

Yuan Qingling asked softly: "Baby, some things can be considered foresight, such as the development of the country, the governance of the capital, etc., you can think of one step further.

But some things cannot be thought too much, because once you think too much, you will easily stop eating. For example, if you like a boy and you are in love, then at this stage, you might as well enjoy the feeling of being moved, because you are still young and cannot go further in contact, and there is no need to think long-term, long-term. If you think too much, your feelings will become calculating. Every point of your efforts will be weighed with a weight to see if it is equal, but your mother tells you that when you look at things, sometimes you should not only look at what he has done for you, but also what he has given up for you and what he has stuck to for you."

Zelan's fingers wrapped around her long hair and nodded in a vague way.

"So," Yuan Qingling stroked her hair and combed it with her fingers one by one, "Is it because of Emperor Jingtian?"

"He wrote me a letter a few days later, but he didn't make any promises."

Zelan raised his head and looked at his mother and said softly: "Since I have been having my period, I have been thinking about this for some reason. I can't tell what I feel about him, but I am willing to see him, receive his letter, and listen to his promises to me again. Mom, do I think these things are bad kids at my age?"

Yuan Qingling knew about Zelan's menstrual affairs, and there was always communication between mother and daughter.
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