But after all, this was Miss Fang'er's affection for him, and he was too embarrassed to directly reject other people's kindness.

So he dragged his heavy legs to the table.

Then Fang'er went out and called her father to come in for dinner.

But no middle-aged man came in for a long time.

It was Fang'er who got up and went out again.

But when she walked out, she saw her father squatting directly in the stable and eating the leftover rice in the bowl and a steamed bun.

"Father, why don't you go in and eat the fish? And the rice I steamed, why do you want to eat this hard woofou?"

Fang'er looked at her father eating the rice in the bowl and seemed a little angry. She stepped forward and grabbed his bowl and put it on a stool aside, trying to drag him in.

"Fang'er, what are you doing? Besides, we don't have much rice at home. We only have one fish. Do you think it's enough for three people? Father, this is enough. You and the third prince should make up for it. After all, the three of them

The prince is still injured, let him drink more fish soup."

The middle-aged man shook off Fang'er and held his hand.

After listening to her father's words, Fang'er lowered her head unconsciously.

"Father's fish is huge, but it is the biggest fish I have hidden in the tank. It must be enough for him to eat. He cannot but eat it. Father, this fish is specially made for you and the Third Prince."

Fang'er said with a pout, a somewhat unhappy expression on her face.

"Okay, okay, I'm your father. Is it possible that I still want to see you outside? Go and eat quickly. If you don't eat, it will be cold. Besides, if you don't go in, the third prince is probably still waiting at the table. Don't

Let him starve, after all, he is injured."

After finishing, the middle-aged man continued to pick up the rice placed on the stool and started eating.

Fang'er's nose felt sore, but she didn't say anything. Since her father insisted so much, he could only turn around and walk back.

When she returned, she saw the third prince looking at the door with penetrating eyes.

"Fang'er, where is your father? Why didn't you see him coming?"

The third prince looked at Fang'er who came back alone and asked.

"Oh, father, he has already eaten outside. Let's eat too now. We don't have to wait for him."

The third prince understood everything when he saw Fang'er's evasive eyes.

He was very excited. After all, these were simple and kind-hearted people. They didn't have any bad intentions. Even if they only had good food, they wanted to give it to the guests. Moreover, he was still a wanted criminal by the court.

He picked up his chopsticks and ate the fish in front of him.

"Fang'er, your fish is very delicious. It seems that your cooking skills are really good."

The third prince took the initiative to praise Fang'er.

Fang'er was also very happy after hearing this.

"Thank you Third Prince for complimenting me. I cook at home every day and have been doing it for so many years. If the food I cook is not delicious, all these years of experience will be in vain, let alone cooking for the Third Prince today.

Of course I have to be more attentive."

Fang'er said with a smile.

"By the way, from now on, don't call me Third Prince in front of outsiders. Just call me Zhengxun."

Why is it that the third prince is not used to hearing others call him by his name? After all, he does not want to be superior to others in front of others.

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"Ah, but you are the noble third prince. If I call you by your first name, wouldn't it be a disgrace to you?"

After hearing what the third prince said, Fang'er said in horror.

"It's not in the way, and it's not here, and no one else will know about it. Besides, as long as I don't mind this matter, is it possible that outsiders will mind it?"

The third prince looked at Fang'er and said.

"If the Third Prince doesn't want me to call you Minghui directly, then I will call you by your name directly from now on."

His smile was like the spring flowers, which made the third prince feel warm in his heart.

Such a beautiful woman has been staying in this village where no one cares about her all year round, which is really a bit lonely.

"Fang'er, why don't you tell me the location of your village and your story? I seem to have never been here."

"Okay, since the third prince is willing to listen, then I will explain it to you slowly."

Fang'er said and put down the chopsticks in her hand.

"Our village is called Mo Village. It is actually hundreds of kilometers away from Shangjing. After all, we are relatively remote, so we rarely go to Shangjing when we were young. Occasionally, we only heard people from other villages talking about what happened in Shangjing.

We will know that in Shangjing

There are three princes in it, and the eldest prince goes on expeditions all the year round, but the second prince is very powerful. Only the third prince is kind and kind, and he is a very kind-hearted child. Although we are not in Beijing, we are always familiar with him.

But things have been heard.”

"There are only more than 100 households in our villages and villages, and all the prime men have been sent out to serve in the army, so there are only the elderly, children and women in the family, so the burden of the family falls on the women.

My mother..."

When Fang'er mentioned her mother, she suddenly choked up.

The third prince also heard that she was unhappy.

"Fang'er, if you don't want to talk about this, don't talk about it."

The ropeway where the third prince observed his words and emotions.

"Oh, no, third prince, I didn't mean that. I just remembered the past, so I couldn't help but feel a little sad. But time has passed for a long time. In fact, for me, the memory is not that profound anymore, but I still think about it now.

It’s just a little sad, but it’s okay, I’m already this old.”

Fang'er raised her head and looked at the third prince in front of her with a smile.

"When my mother was a child, because my father wanted to be taken out to serve as a soldier to produce a certificate, my mother refused to do so, so she resisted those who took my father away with her life. Seeing that my mother did not care, she refused to let me live or die.

After my father left, those people started beating and kicking my mother, and then my mother couldn't bear it anymore.

In humiliation, he hit his head on a wooden stake. When the officers and soldiers who arrested him saw what happened to my mother, they didn't dare to come forward, and they didn't dare to forcefully arrest my father again. In order to calm things down, they all left separately.

After those people left, we checked on my mother and found that she was no longer alive."

Fang'er slowly talked about the place in her deepest memory.

"How could such a thing happen? How unbecoming it is? Such a thing could happen in the mighty Song Dynasty. Who were the officials who ruled here at that time? Did they ignore this matter?"
Chapter completed!