The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant’s Two-and-a-Half-Year-Old Daughter

   "I like it to the point where I am willing to bow down to her all the time, without any rebellious heart, willing to give everything for her, regardless of everything, right?"

   "Even if others misunderstand you and think that you have not been subordinated to a child all day long, that you have no ambition, no ambition, and that you have wasted your good skills in vain, you do not have a single complaint."

"right!"

right?

yes!

The words    are not only factual, but also a bit slander!

  I like you, if you don't like me, if the age gap between us is too big to be accepted by the world, then my love will never be mentioned for the rest of my life.

   This is Nighthawk's attitude towards liking.

   He is willing to keep this feeling deep in his heart and prevent it from seeing any light. He just needs to be silent to the person he likes.

   But Lan Xihe suddenly said all this brightly.

   What she said was so straightforward, without any subtlety and detours, leaving room to hit Nighthawk's heart.

  Nighthawk wanted to deny it, but couldn't deny it, accept it, and admit it, it meant that Jun Ning would soon know about this matter, and by then, there would be no room for detours.

   After Jun Ning found out, although she would not drive him away, she would definitely alienate him, neglect him, and even the Qianji Pavilion, she would rarely come in the future.

   "Xihe, why do you have to be a teacher like this?" Nighthawk asked while suppressing the tumbling emotions in his heart.

  Lan Xihe threw away the portrait in his hand, crying and saying, "Master, I didn't force you, I... I'm just sad, why, why isn't the person you like me?"

   Nighthawk was silent.

  Lan Xihe seemed to be crazy, took Ye Ying's hand and said, "Master, my good master, you don't like A Ning anymore, you like me, okay?"

   "As long as I grow up, I will definitely respond to you."

   "But Xi and her are a princess. She and the son of General Qi have made a marriage contract since birth. Sooner or later, she will marry the son of General Qi. You like her and you won't get any response."

   "But it's different if you like me. I can give you whatever response you want."

   "Master, do you like me?"

  Lan Xihe looked at Nighthawk with a pleading expression.

  Nighthawk broke away from Lan Xihe's hand, and said coldly, "...Xihe, you passed!"

  Who likes this kind of thing, how can you force it? How can you transfer objects at will?

   "I didn't..." Lan Xihe suddenly knelt in front of Nighthawk and gave Nighthawk a loud kowtow, "Master, I'm begging you as a disciple, please like me, okay?"

  Lan Xihe wants to get a response like crazy.

   She kowtowed to Nighthawk again, and begged him bitterly while pulling Nighthawk's clothes.

  The humble is comparable to dust.

   The humble have no ego.

   The humble can't even lift his head.

  Lan Xihe, who was in high spirits, never admit defeat, and never cried out in pain, has completely disappeared.

   "Xihe...don't do this..."

   Nighthawk really had a hard time looking directly at Lan Xi and this crazy look.

   He turned around and was silent for a long time, wanting to wait for Lan Xihe's mood to calm down a little before talking to her.

   However, Lan Xihe's mood has not calmed down.

   She kept crying and begging herself.

   From the beginning, his mind was still clear, and his words were still organized. To the last incoherent prayer, that Nighthawk likes her.

  The more Nighthawk listened, the bigger the fire in his heart grew.

   He was annoyed.

He squatted in front of Lan Xihe, slapped Lan Xihe, and said, "Lan Xihe, do you have to be so unsatisfactory to make Master look down on it? What about your fighting spirit when you practiced? What about your refusal to admit defeat? Um?"

   "I..." Lan Xihe couldn't respond.

Ye Ying forcibly dragged her up and warned her, "Lan Xihe, listen carefully, no matter now or in the future, you can kneel on Master's grace for your education, you can kneel on Master in order to thank Master, but not You can kneel in front of the master and beg the master to like you..."

   "People who really like you, even if you don't do anything, as long as you stand there, he will like you very much."

   "People who don't like you, no matter what you do, it's useless."

  Lan Xihe raised his head, his face covered in tears, and asked very sadly, "...Then what Master means, don't you like me?"

   "..." Nighthawk sighed deeply, not knowing how to answer.

   This question, he didn't want to answer it directly, made Lan Xihe sad.

   After all, Lan Xihe is still young, his mind is not as firm as adults, and his endurance is not as good as adults.

   However, he knew that if he didn't speak clearly today, Lan Xihe would not be reconciled.

  Long pain is worse than short pain.

   He said bluntly: "Master likes you, but it's just the master's love for the disciple, and there is no other feeling."

   "Is that master's love for A Ning between a man and a woman?" Lan Xihe asked with a choked sobs, with a bit of dissatisfaction in his voice.

  Nighthawk hummed softly, and added, "I don't ask her to give me any response, or even ask her to know my true feelings for her. I just want to be her guard silently and protect her for the rest of my life."

"So Xihe, in order to make you give up on your master, Master told you about this matter. But Master doesn't want you to shout about it, otherwise..." Ye Ying said harshly, "Master will never speak again. Know you."

   This cruel word is so cruel!

   Just one sentence made Lan Xihe breathless.

  Lan Xihe sat on the ground with heartache, gasping for breath, unable to recover for a long time.

   Nighthawk said: "Go wash your face! Aning is here, she wants to see you."

   Nighthawk left after finishing speaking. Lan Xihe cried for a long time, until she had no strength, and her voice became hoarse, so she got up to wash her face and recombine her hair.

   Knowing this fact, she actually didn't want to see Jun Ning, but Jun Ning sent people to urge her many times, and she insisted on seeing her. As a last resort, she went to see Jun Ning.

   Jun Ning and Nighthawk were sitting on both sides of the main seat in the flower hall. The two seemed to be talking, with a shallow smile on their faces.

  Lan Xihe glanced at Ye Ying very sadly after entering the door, but Ye Ying didn't even look at her directly.

"Sister Xihe, you're here!" Jun Ning saw Lan Xihe coming in, hurried forward to meet Lan Xihe, and took Lan Xihe's hand and asked, "Sister Xihe, what's wrong with you today? Are you comfortable? Why did I send someone to invite you several times, but they didn't invite you? You don't know, but Ah Ning has been waiting for you for a long time."

  If in the past, Jun Ning said such grievances, Lan Xihe would surely comfort her.

   But today, after Jun Ning said such words, not only did Lan Xihe not comfort Jun Ning, she also took her hand out of Jun Ning's hand and took a step back rusty.

   She politely and alienatedly said to Jun Ning: "...A Ning, you are here!"