Quick Wear: With the cub in hand, the world is mine

Chapter 383 Taro Milk Tea

Jin Cuo had been paying attention to their movements. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure in a blue robe standing in front of him. The voice was very gentle, "Your name is Jin Cuo, right?"

Jin Cuo nodded. In her memory, her mother only said one sentence to her, which was - "I am ashamed of your birth. This is a huge mistake."

So her name is Jin Cuo, wrong mistake.

"Your hands are frostbitten. Can I apply some ointment for you?" Hua Ke asked.

Jin Cuo raised his eyelids and looked at Hua Ke. There was a little version of himself reflected in her eyes. She was so beautiful. Jin Cuo felt his heartbeat quicken, a blush appeared on his face, and his eyelashes fluttered nervously.

Hua Ke looked at her hands that were tightly grasping her skirt. Hua Zhao's fingers were white and delicate, short and plump with dimples, while the boy's fingers had become thick due to frostbite and he was so thin that his bones were visible.

Just when Hua Ke thought the boy would reject her, he opened his mouth. Perhaps because he hadn't spoken for a long time, his voice was hoarse as if it had been rubbed by sandpaper, "Yes, yes."

These three words seemed to have used up all of Jin Cuo's strength. After saying them, he lowered his head and clutched his clothes in embarrassment.

Hua Ke curved her lips slightly, squatted down, took his hand, and applied ointment on him.

The other person's warm body temperature warmed his hands, and the itchiness on his hands was relieved a little. Jin Cuo's eyes were misty. Why were they so nice to him?

"Clap."

Hua Ke's palm was hit by the crystal liquid. She looked up and saw the boy panicking and crying, "I'm sorry~"

"It's ok."

“You really can talk!”

Two voices sounded at the same time.

Hua Zhao put his hand on Hua Ke's shoulder, stared at Jin Cuo and said, "Sister, you can talk, why don't you talk to me? Don't you like talking to me?"

Jin Cuo shook his head vigorously, like a little animal locked in a cage, shedding tears in sorrow, his voice broken: "No, I'm sorry."

I'm sorry that I didn't say thank you when you gave me the sweet potatoes. I was such a coward.

"That's good. I forgive you. Sister, I'm not jealous of you talking to the Queen Mother."

Jin Cuo's heart was burning with anger. While he was in a daze, Hua Zhao had already brought the food box over and said, "Sister, let's eat together."

"No, not a younger sister, but an older sister." Jin Cuo regretted it right after saying it, "You, you want to be an older sister, that's fine too."

Hua Zhao nodded calmly: "I'm taller, I want to be the older sister, you have to listen to me."

Sister Qingqing said that she had to listen to Sister Xinxin at home because Sister Xinxin was older than her. If she listened to Sister Qingqing, then no one would listen to her, so she let Jincuo listen to her.

Hua Ke looked at Jin Cuo's face thoughtfully. The boy was very sincere when he said he was her sister, without any guilty feeling at all.

Has her ability to read faces deteriorated, or has this boy always believed that he is a girl since he was a child?

Hua Zhao was also curious about why her mother and her father had different bodies. She knew that she would look like her mother, and she knew that she was a girl.

How can a child understand his gender? It is all guided by adults. This boy was probably raised as a girl. However, how could this secret be kept secret for so long? Are the people around him so tight-lipped?

This is a crime of deceiving the emperor. What do the people of Pyeongchang think?

After today, Hua Zhao and Jin Cuo became familiar with each other and took her with them when they played together. Although Hua Qingqing was a little unhappy at first, she later ignored her when she saw that she was quite well behaved and let her follow them.

To be precise, Jin Cuo is Hua Zhao's little tail. He prefers to stay next to Hua Zhao and watch her play quietly.

Hua Ke mentioned the matter of Jin Cuo to Wen Chuheng, and the next day Wen Chuheng appeared in the Imperial College.

Seeing his sister's father looking at him sinisterly, Jin Cuo bit his lips tightly and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Father, why are you always looking at my sister? Shaoyao, give me the delicious food quickly." Hua Zhao urged.

Wen Chuheng looked down at his bloated little zongzi. It was nothing. This was fate. Just let them be. He waved to Shaoyao to hand the food box to Dongxue, and after giving Hua Zhao a few words of advice, he turned around and left.

After walking a dozen steps, he turned back stiffly, and there was no sign of the three little ones at the door. It was over. He gave the milk tea that he was going to give to his father-in-law to Dongxue. Would it be too late for him to come back now?

Forget it, it’s my father-in-law’s fate that he can’t have milk tea.

Hua Qingqing said enviously: "Xiao Chao, your father and mother are so nice. They always think of you when they have something delicious. My father has never come to the Imperial College to see me, let alone send me anything."

"Because my father and mother love me very much. I am their only child."

Hua Qingqing burst into tears, "My father and mother don't love me. They have too many children."

Hua Qingqing's attendant stepped forward to comfort her: "Princess Jianning, the Second Prince and Yajun love you very much. Your sachet was sewed for you by Yajun herself."

"Not enough! I want them to love me more." Hua Qingqing also wanted her family to come and see her. Every time her fifth aunt came to visit Xiao Chao after court, not to mention her, even Hua Minglan and the others were envious of Xiao Chao, because Xiao Chao lived such a happy life.

Hua Zhao looked at Sister Qingqing who was crying so hard and realized that he had just said something wrong. He asked Dongxue to open the food box. A strong milky aroma filled her nose and Hua Qingqing's tears stopped instantly. "Xiao Chao, what's delicious today?"

"It's milk tea! Hot taro bubble milk tea!"

Hua Qingqing: “???” What the hell?

If roasted sweet potatoes could still allow Hua Minglan's small team to hold their ground, the fragrant and unprecedented taro milk tea made them unable to resist. They stood not far away, watching Hua Zhao distribute the milk tea to Hua Qingqing, Hua Zhuyu, Hua Xiuxiu, and that fool.

Hua Weiyang was the first to rebel and surrender: "Xiao Chao, I want to eat too."

"I don't want to give it to you. You scolded me."

Hua Weiyang looked at the taro paste on her lips and said without thinking: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I won't scold you anymore."

Hua Qingqing turned around and said, "Hua Weiyang, you scolded me too."

Hua Weiyang apologized honestly, "I'm sorry, I won't scold you again in the future."

Hua Qingqing nodded, "That's good enough. I'll give you some of my milk tea."

Hua Weiyang was beaming with joy, and Hua Minglan and the others were about to burst into tears, but they didn't want to lose face and apologize to Hua Zhao.

Hua Zhao squinted her eyes and tasted the milk tea, like a comfortable little squirrel. She would ask her father to make more delicious food for her in the future to make Hua Minglan so greedy!

A few days later, Hua Ke brought the skewers of incense made by Wen Chuheng to Kunning Palace, and the queen was happy to see her.

Hua Ke: “???” The Hongmen Banquet?

"Father, is there any happy event recently?"

The Queen coughed and said seriously, "Yes, it is a great piece of good news. I heard that the Sixth Princess's Concubine Mei is pregnant and is already three months pregnant."

"Are you sure this is a happy event for you?"

"Of course," the Queen covered her mouth with a handkerchief and added in a low voice, "Because, Concubine Mei was pushed yesterday and had a miscarriage. She is also in a coma, haha."