Xiao Yeyang held his arms a little tight, which made Daohua feel a little uncomfortable. She struggled a little and found that he held her even tighter, so she didn't dare to move.

At this moment, Xiao Yeyang was like an injured lone wolf. Daohua hesitated for a moment, then slowly stretched out her hand to hug him back, and gently patted his back with her hand.

The moment Daohua hugged Xiao Yeyang, the pain in Xiao Yeyang's eyes slowly receded, and the aura on his body became calmer.

Xiao Yeyang buried his head in the neck of the rice flower, greedily absorbing the warmth from her body, as if he would not be so lonely in this world as long as he held her tightly.

The room was quiet except for the sound of two people breathing.

After a while, Xiao Yeyang rubbed his head against Daohua's neck. Suddenly, Daohua couldn't help laughing: "Xiao Yeyang, it's itchy."

The winter coat was decorated with a fur collar, and when Xiao Yeyang moved, the fur collar swept around his neck, making Daohua feel itchy.

Xiao Yeyang paused. At this moment, he had recovered from his previous anger and sadness. He noticed that he was holding Daohua in his arms, and he let go of her uncomfortably.

Daohua glanced at Xiao Yeyang, and seeing that his expression had recovered, she knelt down to clean up the paint that had spilled on the ground.

When Xiao Yeyang saw it, he also squatted down. Looking at Daohua who was just packing things, he couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you ask me anything?"

Daohua stopped moving her hands and raised her eyes to look at him: "Are you willing to tell me?"

Xiao Yeyang stared deeply at Daohua, pulled her up, walked to the table, and opened the rice paper with the portrait on it: "This is my father."

Daohua said "Oh", Xiao Yeyang had such a big reaction just now, in fact, she had already guessed it.

Xiao Yeyang continued to stare at the portrait: "On the New Year's Day, the royal family members gathered in the palace, and my father helped his concubine Ma Fangfei straighten."

After saying that, Xiao Yeyang turned to look at Daohua without blinking, with an unknown nervousness deep in his eyes.

Although he has a bad relationship with his father, he is still proud of his status as the 'little prince of Prince Ping's Mansion'.

He also knows that the reason why others are willing to accommodate him is probably because of this status.

Therefore, he is really afraid that without this identity, Daohua will change him.

"Oh!"

Daohua said "Oh" again, and then there was no other reaction.

Xiao Yeyang paused, thinking that Daohua didn't know the serious connection, and explained: "Concubine Ma Fang has a son who is my concubine brother. Once she straightens up, I will no longer be the only legitimate son in Prince Ping's palace.

”

Daohua tilted her head: "So what?"

Xiao Yeyang looked at the rice flowers and was silent for a moment: "That means that the title in Prince Ping's Mansion may not necessarily be mine in the future."

Daohua pondered for a moment and asked: "Then do you want it? If you want that title, then go for it. I believe you can get it with your ability. If you don't want it, then no matter what your father is,

It doesn’t matter who you straighten.”

Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang chuckled: "Is the title of a prince so worthless to you?"

Daohua shook his head: "Nothing is worthless. If there is a royal palace in my family waiting for me to inherit, then I will definitely accept it happily. However, I feel that everything in this world needs to be obtained through one's own efforts. In this way

Only then will you have the confidence. What others give...after all, you can eat people with short mouths and take people with short hands."

After inheriting the family business, you have to shoulder the responsibility for the prosperity of the family. There is never anything in this world that comes for free. Whatever you get, you must pay something.

Xiao Yeyang was silent for a while and then asked: "I am no longer the young prince, so you have no ideas?"

Daohua smiled: "But you are still Xiao Yeyang!"

Looking at Daohua's clear and bright black eyes, Xiao Yeyang's heart became completely lighter.

Daohua said again: "You are still the fourth-level envoy of the Jinling Guards. You obtained this status through your own abilities. Isn't this more glorious than a bare little prince?"

Xiao Yeyang looked deeply at the rice flowers, was silent for a while, raised his hand and threw the portrait in his hand into the charcoal basin.

Daohua quickly said: "Why are you burning it?"

Xiao Yeyang looked calm: "I don't want to see it again."

The corner of Daohua's mouth twitched. It didn't matter what the use was if it was burned. Anyway, Prince Ping's voice and appearance were all in Xiao Yeyang's mind, unless he could erase his own memory.

Looking at the portrait that was quickly burned to ashes, Xiao Yeyang said with a somewhat hurt expression: "I thought that my father had some feelings for me, but... he helped Concubine Ma straight, and I realized that...

He doesn’t have me as a son in his heart at all.”

If he had even thought about his situation, he would not have straightened the concubine Ma when Xiao Yechen was about to reach her crown.

Now Xiao Yechen is both the legitimate son and the eldest son. According to etiquette, he should inherit the position of the prince.

Xiao Yechen has become the heir, what about him, how should he establish himself? Has his good father and king thought about him?

Daohua knew that at this time, no matter how she tried to explain and comfort, Xiao Yeyang would not listen and simply refused to mention Prince Ping. Seeing his frown, she took off the sachet from her waist and took out the fruit candy inside.

Li handed it to him: "Stop frowning like a little old man. This is my new candy. Try it quickly."

Xiao Yeyang glanced at Daohua, then directly took Daohua's hand and put the candy in his mouth.

Daohua immediately glared at him, took back her hand and wiped it on her body. Seeing that he was in a bad mood at the moment, she just hummed and said nothing more.

Xiao Yeyang curled up the corners of his mouth and chewed the candy in his mouth.

Daohua asked: "Is it sweet?"

Xiao Yeyang looked at Daohua, smiled and nodded: "Sweet." As he said that, he looked at the sachet in Daohua's hand.

Daohua glanced at him and handed him the sachet.

Xiao Yeyang took the sachet, looked at the embroidery on it, and said with a smile: "Did you embroider this sachet?"

Daohua: "Of course the things I use myself are embroidered by me."

Xiao Yeyang smiled and put the sachet into his arms.

When Daohua saw it, she quickly stopped her: "Don't put it like that, it's so hot in your arms, don't melt the candy."

Xiao Yeyang thought for a while and tied the sachet to his belt.

At this time, the voices of Yan Wenkai and Yan Wentao rang in the yard.

Seeing the two people coming in, Xiao Yeyang felt a little regretful because he couldn't be alone with Daohua anymore.

Yan Wenkai: "What are you doing?"

Xiao Yeyang pointed to the rice paper on the table: "I am preparing to draw New Year pictures."

Daohua looked at the sky and said to Xiao Yeyang: "You guys can paint New Year pictures here. I'll go to the kitchen and have a look. I've brought hot pot ingredients. We'll eat hot pot with you for a while before going back.

”

Defu immediately stepped forward with a smile: "Miss Yan, I will take you there."

"Okay."

Watching Daohua leave, Xiao Yeyang walked to the table: "Tell me, what New Year paintings do you want?"

......

The three Daohua people left Xiao Yeyang's house at the beginning of Youshi (17:00).

This time, Xiao Yeyang sent the three people to the door as usual.

At the door, Daohua said to Xiao Yeyang: "I may not be able to go out tomorrow, but on the second day of the Lunar New Year, I will go to Taohua Village to pay New Year's greetings to Master and Granny Gu."

Yan Wenkai immediately said: "It's okay. Third brother and I can go out. We'll come back tomorrow."

Xiao Yeyang glanced at him: "You want to ride a sweaty horse, right?"

Yan Wenkai laughed "hehe".

Xiao Yeyang stretched out his hand to help Daohua onto the carriage: "Speaking of which, I should also go and pay New Year's greetings to the two elderly people."

Daohua smiled: "Then let's go."

"Let's go, let's go!"
Chapter completed!