After Xiao Jing'er stood up straight, she saw tears flashing in the emperor's eyes.

He looked at the emperor in confusion and asked, "Uncle, why are you crying? Is your eyes getting into the sand? Xiao Jing'er helps you blow it."

The emperor's emotions could have been controlled, but Xiao Jing'er's soft words made him feel even more mixed, and he nodded.

Xiao Jing'er tiptoed to help him blow his eyes.

At this time, Wan had already come out of it with two bowls of water.

When she handed the water to the emperor, she asked in confusion: "Master, why are you crying? Did you encounter any difficult things?"

The emperor quickly wiped his tears and said, "No, it's just that I've been away from home for too long. Seeing your children cute, I think of the children at home, and I miss my family a little."

Wan could understand what he said, "Hey, it's really hard for anyone these days. There are famines everywhere. If it weren't for the sake of life, who would have wanted to run around outside?

You drank the water first. My third brother and sister have already put water on you for your kettle and will take it out for you later."

When Wan was speaking, the emperor had already finished drinking the bowl of water. When he politely returned the bowl to Wan, he said, "I saw that my wife's house seemed to be having a house wine. I wonder if I could be cursed to ask for a meal, and I was also happy."

Wan Shi was willing to give him a meal, but he wanted to keep someone to eat. How much meat and rice should he eat more than two more people?

Wan was reluctant to let it go.

An Dehai was very beautiful, so he quickly brought a small purse to Wan and said politely: "Madam, our master has arrived here. Not only has the water been finished, but the dry food he prepared has been eaten up long ago. Good luck."

Wan clamped the wallet, and the little reluctant she was just now disappeared. She pinched it thickly and could buy at least half a pig in the silver in the bag.

She suddenly laughed so hard that she couldn't see her eyes. "It's convenient, of course, I'm very convenient. Master, please take me to the main hall first and sit down. The table will start later. You just need to serve the table."

The emperor's eyes followed Xiao Jing'er, who was running around Gu Zi'an to play around with her. He heard Wan's words, and then he thanked him politely and politely, and took An Dehai and followed Wan into the main hall.

In the main hall, Mr. Su was serious and stern. He was not only angry about Gu Guixiang and his daughter, but also angry with Su Wan, and was so angry that he was like a pufferfish.

He was already filled with the pressure of the superiors, and he was angry again. His face smelled like something, and the atmosphere in the whole hall was as serious as the one in the hall.

Wan took the emperor and An Dehai in and said, "Dad, this master passed by our house and there was no water or dry food. I want to ask our house for saliva and have a meal..."

Before Wan could finish his words, he saw the angry Marquis Su standing up and staring at the person following her with disbelief.

"Emperor..." Marquis Su subconsciously wanted to kneel down.

The emperor quickly supported him affectionately, hugged his shoulders, and said enthusiastically and excitedly: "Brother Su, what a coincidence, why are you here too?"

Mr. Su instantly understood the emperor's meaning, but he still said tremblingly: "This is my daughter's in-laws' home."

Now it was the emperor's turn to be confused. Although he didn't care much about the trivial matters of his children, he knew that there was only Su Qiyue, a daughter in Dingbei Hou Mansion. He ordered the marriage between the third prince and Su Qiyue.

Where did Mr. Su have another daughter? She married into a family like this?


Chapter completed!