Chapter 95: Just because there is no explanation, it doesn’t count as a lie.

On the way back, Yu An was in a bad mood.

Anluo comforted softly.

"It's okay. Didn't Yijiang say that he won't tell anyone your identity?"

"And even if we are exposed, we are not afraid."

Noticing that the little guy in his arms was in a bad mood, Cheng Shengxuan tightened the reins and controlled the horse to stop.

"Whoa!"

"Haven't they reconciled? Yijiang seemed quite happy just now, eating like a kitten."

"Why is Yu An still not happy?"

Meeting his uncle's concerned look, the little guy felt even more uncomfortable, with a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. He whispered with red eyes.

"Yijiang already knows that I'm a boy."

Cheng Shengxuan's pupils suddenly trembled, his brows knitted tightly, and at this moment, he thought of many countermeasures in his mind.

There is no point in worrying about how Yijiang discovered it now.

Yijiang knew that it would not be long before the Chen father and son discovered it.

Although he was worried in his heart, he still looked calm. He rubbed the little guy's head and comforted him softly.

"It's okay, don't be afraid."

Yu An grabbed his fingers and stared at him nervously with his big eyes.

"Uncle, will this cause trouble for everyone?"

Cheng Shengxuan smiled and pinched the baby fat on his cheek.

"Don't worry, it won't happen."

Hearing his uncle's affirmative answer, Yu An finally felt relieved. His face turned from gloomy to bright, and he smiled with a row of small teeth showing.

He excitedly stretched out his little hand and pointed forward.

"Uncle, let's go home quickly. Yu'an has important things to do!"

…

As soon as he got home, the little girl ran straight to his grandmother and mother, acting coquettishly.

"Grandma, can you make me another delicious chicken soup?"

"Mom, can you make West Lake vinegar fish and lion's head?"

"Yuan wants to bring it to..."

Halfway through his words, the little guy changed his words in time, remembering his father's instructions.

"Yuan wants to take it away."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law smiled at each other.

Mrs. Meng squatted on the ground, bent her index finger, and gently touched the little guy's delicate nose, speaking in a doting tone.

"Does Yu'an want to treat the immortal to a meal?"

"Okay, grandma will prepare it right away."

Looking at the backs of her grandmother and mother, Yu An pursed her lips, her big eyes rolled around guiltily, and her little feet moved unnaturally.

Well, he only said he was going to take it away, but he didn't say who he was going to give it to.

It was my grandmother and mother who guessed that they wanted to invite the fairy sister to eat it, they just didn't explain it.

That's not a lie.

After nearly two hours of hard work, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law's signature dishes were finally ready.

In fact, apart from the chicken soup, the other dishes were not time-consuming to prepare. However, when Mrs. Cheng heard that the meal was for immortals, she immediately went into the kitchen and made a portion of chestnut shortbread.

When Wang heard that an immortal was preparing food, she rolled up her sleeves and went into the kitchen to cook one of her specialty dishes.

Finally, three dishes, a soup and a small snack were placed on the table.

"alright!"

Meng put everything into the food box and pushed it in front of Yu An.

"Put it away while it's hot."

Yu'an looked at the food on the table and thought happily, Dad hasn't eaten home-cooked food for a long time, he must be missing it very much, and he will be very happy soon.

Hehe, he is so smart and thoughtful.

"Yuan won't be back tonight."

After saying that, the little guy waved his hands at the elders, and disappeared in front of them in a flash.

Tian Qin shook her head helplessly.

This little guy doesn't want his mother anymore now that he has a fairy sister.

Old Madam Cheng was looking at the empty desk with a thoughtful expression.

Yu'an has never offered to stay overnight outside.

What happened today?

In modern times, as soon as he arrived at Anluo's house, the little guy saw his father waiting beside him.

"Dad, Yu'an is here!"

While shouting, the little guy took his short legs and rushed towards Cheng Sitao like a little cannonball.

Cheng Sitao half-knelt, reached out to catch the little ball that was flying towards him, picked up the little guy and held him high above his head.

"Hahaha..."

Yu'an opened his two little arms and flapped his wings like a happy little bird. His big eyes narrowed into two little crescents. He was extremely happy.

"One more time, haha, raise it high..."

The father and son played for a while, and finally Yu An hugged his father's neck.

"Yuan brought some delicious food for Daddy."

After saying that, the little guy struggled to get off the ground, ran to the dining table, raised a big little face to his father, then pointed with his little hand, and two food boxes instantly appeared on the table.

Smelling the familiar aroma of food, Cheng Sitao's eyes gradually became moist.

This is a dish made by my grandmother, mother, Aqin and aunt.

Yu An held his little head high, with a little pride on his face, and lifted his little chin as if to ask for credit.

"Dad must really want to eat home-cooked food, am I right?"

Seeing his father's red eyes, the little guy panicked instantly. He grabbed the corner of his clothes nervously with his little hands, and his tender little face was full of worry and helplessness.

"Daddy, what happened? Did Yu An do something wrong?"

Cheng Sitao smiled and shook his head.

"It's okay, Daddy is just, so happy."

The little guy nodded, not quite understanding.

It turns out that I can cry when I am happy.

Alas, it's so hard to understand adults' minds.

Seeing this heartwarming scene between the father and son, Anluo did not disturb them and quietly returned to his room.

Yu An nestled in his father's arms, enjoying the gentle feeding from his father, feeling so happy that he was bubbling with joy.

Little did he know that some people were unable to sleep all night because of his identity.

…

In the study room in the front yard of the City Lord's Mansion.

Chen Ying sat on a chair with an account book in front of him, but half an hour passed and he didn't turn a page.

How could it be a boy?

Originally, Cheng Shengxuan had escaped death, but he didn't think it was a big deal. After all, he was just an adopted son, and the rest of the Cheng family were just women and children. Even if they succeeded in the rebellion, there had never been a woman who became emperor since ancient times.

In the end, it was still their Chen family...

Yes, the tyrant is cruel and cruel. If he is to be overthrown, why can't the Chen family be the one sitting in that position?

All of this was owed to them by the tyrant and the Cheng family!

Even if the Chen Mansion was plotted against, if it wasn't for the Cheng family, how could they have suffered this unprovoked disaster?

He may not hate the Cheng family, but this will always be a thorn in his heart.

After the matter was accomplished, he overturned the case for the Pingnan Marquisate, returned the title to them, and allowed them to inherit it for generations.

But now he suddenly found out that Cheng Yu'an was a boy, which was beyond his expectations and all his plans were disrupted!

Did he work so hard, only to end up making wedding clothes for a little kid? !

No, he can't accept it!

Thinking of this, Chen Ying clenched his hands, his eyes growing colder.

"Boom boom boom!"

"who?!"

"Sir, it's me, Qingye."

Chen Ying closed the account book.

"Come in."

Aoba walked in with a tray.

"I saw from afar that the study was still lit, so I made a cup of tea and brought it to you, my Lord."

"It's so late, are you still busy with official business?"

Chen Ying picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"You are really diligent, but you have such talent, but you have to live in this poor little place like Beihuang City. Qingye really feels sorry for you."

Looking at his expression, Qingye continued.

"And Young Master Yijiang..."

"Crack!"

Chen Ying put the teacup heavily on the table with an impatient tone.

"It's late at night, you should go back and rest."

Qingye bowed slightly, turned around unwillingly and walked towards the door.

"It was Qingye who spoke out of turn. Qingye will leave."

It was the same again. As soon as Chen Yjiang was mentioned, his attitude changed immediately.

After Qingye left, Chen Ying looked at the flickering candlelight in silence for a long time.

Yes, he should also make plans for Yijiang's future.

Having made up his mind, he shouted outside.

"Someone come!"

Gu Shang pushed the door open.

"What do you want, my Lord?"

"Go find Zhao Kuan!"

I'm taking a day off today, so I'll update one chapter first.