Chapter 401: Chapter 392: Honey, Feed Daddy
Suddenly, the whole room fell silent, and everyone looked at each other in disbelief, not expecting that Song Tingfan would suddenly cause a commotion over a woman.
Even a General shouldn’t offend the Third Prince, right?
Zhu Sheng’s expression turned somewhat cold, making it unclear whether it was because of the maid, or Song Tingfan, "Take her away and beat her to death with sticks."
The maid’s face changed dramatically, "Spare me, Third Prince, spare me, Third Prince, I am innocent. I didn’t do it; it was the young master who falsely accused me!"
"Take her away!" Zhu Sheng coldly snorted and walked away directly.
Soon, someone dragged the maid away, and those present had different thoughts.
This was obviously a public embarrassment for the Third Prince. Lin Qiao, although knowing Song Tingfan stood up for her, felt this wasn’t good and signaled him to return to his seat.
Instead of returning to his seat, Song Tingfan sat down next to Lin Ling, holding her in his arms, and then handed her a red fruit, "Eat it."
Lin Qiao froze for a moment, reached out to take it, and whispered, "Isn’t it inappropriate for you to sit here?"
"It’s fine." Song Tingfan seemed to anticipate the Third Prince’s thoughts, as Zhu Sheng saw it and said nothing.
Though they hadn’t met in recent years, their actions in private were somewhat known to each other, Zhu Sheng naturally disliked him.
Today’s scene was merely to show his position to other officials.
He said it was fine, so Lin Qiao wasn’t worried, watching Lin Ling enjoy grapes, she peeled them for him to eat.
Lin Ling grinned and shook his head, "The first one is for Daddy." He said, looking at Song Tingfan.
Meeting Song Tingfan’s profound gaze, Lin Qiao: "..."
She raised her hand to feed him.
Song Tingfan slightly bowed his head to eat, Lin Ling laughed happily, seriously, "Daddy, does it taste sweet because Mom fed it? Whenever Mom feeds me, I find it very sweet."
Lin Qiao: "..."
This child’s mouth, who taught him? Song Tingfan was clearly tight-lipped, she, well, she wouldn’t say such things.
"Alright, eat it if you’re going to eat, talk less, like a little duck, quacking all day."
As soon as the words were out, a magnetic male voice said, "Sweet."
Lin Qiao: "..."
Lin Ling got a little excited, "Mom, I wasn’t lying, see Daddy also said sweet, every time you say I have a glib tongue, I really don’t."
Lin Qiao: "..."
She grabbed a grape and stuffed it into his mouth, "Talk less."
The woman seemed a little embarrassed, so Song Tingfan’s eyes softened slightly, "Tomorrow, I’ll have someone buy some."
The banquet lasted for most of an hour, and the sky was already very dark, but here was the government street, with lanterns lit along the way.
On the way home, Lin Ling was already asleep, Lin Qiao was just about to fetch hot water when Song Tingfan came in carrying it, standing by the bed unsure of where to start.
Lin Qiao smiled, "Let me do it."
She really had never minded these things, raising a child is tiring but it’s her own child.
"You tell me."
Song Tingfan wrung the towel dry, and seeing his insistence, Lin Qiao said, "Wipe the face first, then the neck, finally wash his feet."
Song Tingfan responded with an "嗯," and when the towel got close to the little face, he paused for a moment, softened it a lot, and gently started wiping.
The child discontentedly pushed his little face away, but still did not wake up; Lin Qiao saw Song Tingfan was almost holding his breath, found it amusing but touching, said nothing, and left the room to the father and son.
After freshening up, Song Tingfan hadn’t come out yet, so she went back inside the room. Last night was too exhausting, her back still sore now.
After a while, Song Tingfan came in, seemingly just having finished bathing, his hair slightly moist. She pointed to the end of the bed, "The towel is there, did Ling’er wake up?"
"No." Song Tingfan wiped his hair dry, then took a pill from the drawer and swallowed it.
Lin Qiao asked in surprise, "Are you sick?"
Song Tingfan pressed his lips, "No, it’s birth control pills."
Lin Qiao: "..."
"No need to take it, the doctor said I can’t conceive anymore." After saying this, she watched his reaction; after all, people here value offspring greatly.
Song Tingfan paused slightly in his movements, "Tomorrow, let the doctor check."
A premature birth isn’t healthy for her body...
Lin Qiao didn’t misunderstand his meaning, "It’s actually nothing, ahem, my back still aches, not tonight."
Song Tingfan responded with an "嗯," after a while, the candle was extinguished, and soon the bed sank.
After a long while, he said, "Hit me to vent."
Saying something so suddenly, Lin Qiao opened her eyes, "Hmm?"
Soon she realized he was talking about the time she was pregnant.
She certainly minded, but thinking carefully, neither of them was wrong, it was just that their positions at the time were different.
To say Song Tingfan didn’t strangle her and still let her explain, was indeed lucky.
"Okay."
She raised her hand to smack his arm a few times, then said, "We’re even, let’s sleep early."
If these words weren’t mentioned, who knows what he might think in his heart, better to go along with his intent.
He acts like a restless child.
Song Tingfan froze, his heart got a little complicated, she always differs from others.
Good to the point of making him a bit afraid.
Afraid one day she would leave and never be found.
"Whatever you want I will give you, just don’t leave."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiao sighed inwardly, if she didn’t comfort him well today, there’d be no sleep tonight.
"I can’t go back anymore."
"Neither will I go back."
If a few years ago she would have returned, now she doesn’t want to.
She took the initiative to hold him, seriously asked, "Why do you feel insecure?"
Logically, it should be her feeling insecure, not him.
"I’m not good." Song Tingfan lowered his eyes, if not for him, she might have lived better than now.
Yet he didn’t want to let go, even unto death.
Lin Qiao sighed in her heart again, his "inferiority" seemed embedded in his bones, can only slowly guide, "You’re teasing, you know how to cook,
hunt, fetch water, do laundry, fight..."
"What is not good? Not even ten men can match your capabilities, crucially you’re handsome, among those I’ve met, you are the most handsome."
If Song Tingfan hadn’t had unfortunate encounters, perhaps she wouldn’t have had a chance.
In the previous years, many families came to ask for marriage.
"Then what if I become ugly?" Song Tingfan turned sideways to hug her tightly, discovering many things matched his previous life.
What if one day...
Lin Qiao laughed, "If you become ugly, what can be done, we still have to live, according to you, if I were disfigured, would you detest me?"
"I wouldn’t, I’d treat you well."
Song Tingfan’s tone had no hesitation, he never cherished this appearance, but rather her.
"Then that’s settled, sleep well, tomorrow you’ll attend court. Be cautious, if anything happens don’t hide it, we’ll discuss it together."
Lin Qiao just feared he’d bear it alone, further added, "I may not know everything, but two heads are better than one, did you hear?"
Song Tingfan obediently responded, "Okay."
...
The next day, Song Tingfan returned from court just at辰时, while Lin Qiao was preparing to go to the jewelry shop.
The shop is busy, business is good, but the location is too poor, it was chosen remotely for fear of being discovered.
"I’m going out for a while, Ling’er will be sent to the teacher to study."
