As bright as a star: Madam, she is an almighty little princess

Ling Qi threw away the tissue, patted the dust behind him, and put the man between her legs with an indifferent expression, "Don't cry anymore. Have a good meal later. Mom will take you back tomorrow."

The little kid, who was still sobbing and hiccupping, stood on Ling Qi's lap, took Ling Qi's hand, and pressed against her red nose and eye sockets, "Mom, don't lie to Aye."

Ling Qi stood up and pulled him towards the restaurant, saying quietly, "I won't lie."

The voices of mother and son disappeared into the living room, and Ling Mo followed them to prepare hot meals for the two of them that had already cooled down.

Behind him, Ling Bai, who had still red eyes, breathed a big sigh of relief and put his arm on Chen Chen's shoulders as if he were boneless. "Brother Bai, I'm scared to death. This kid A Ye is so awesome."

As he spoke, he extended a thumbs up, "In one word, awesome!"

Praise comes after praise, but a few people were not as happy as expected.

Really, Ling Qi's body, what will happen if she goes back?

One can only hope that what Ling Yu said was not an excuse to deceive Ling Qi.

***

Without Ling Qi's instructions, the news of their return did not dare to be disclosed to the public.

At ten o'clock the next day, several people packed up some gifts for Aye to take back, but he didn't bring anything except a few simple clothes.

Seven people stood downstairs waiting for Ling Qi.

For a moment, Ling Qi was wrapped in a black down jacket that reached her ankles, a black baseball cap on her head, her hair pulled low on her neck, and a black mask covering her face that was pale from toxins for many days.

He went downstairs and pulled the little man who was not completely happy, "Let's go."

Ling Qi slept almost the entire five-hour flight.

When he opened his eyes again, Ling Feng came over and knocked on the door to report, "Miss, the plane is about to land."

Ling Qi hummed, pulled Ling Luye, who had also slept for a while, wrapped him in a down jacket of the same color, put on a woolen hat, and put on the hood of the down jacket, "I sweated while sleeping. It's cold outside. Wait a minute." Take it off when you get back inside."

Ling Luye hummed and lowered his head as he watched Ling Qi sort out his clothes. He pursed his lips and whispered, "Mom..."

Ling Qi didn't respond, waiting for his next words.

The little boy hesitated for a moment, "Mom, Dad..."

As soon as the word dad was pronounced, the little boy pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry, mom, Aye is used to it and hasn't changed."

Ling Qi still didn't speak. She reached out and took out a scarf from the cabinet and wrapped it around Ling Luye's neck.

The little boy looked at her, his dark pupils serious and expectant, "Will Aye see Uncle Pei during the Chinese New Year?"

Ling Qi didn't stop and didn't answer directly, "Uncle Pei wants to spend the New Year at his home with his family."

After hearing this, Ling Luye pressed the corners of his tightly pursed lips downward uncontrollably, and lowered his head as tears emerged again.

"Let's go." Ling Qi really didn't know how to coax him in this matter, so she patted him on the back and pulled him open the bedroom door in the cabin with a cold expression.

The altitude of the plane is slowly decreasing. Looking down through the window, the densely packed buildings are slowly getting bigger and becoming clearer.

Ling Qi sat by the window and watched quietly without saying a word.

Today's weather seems a bit gloomy again, not as joyful as every household celebrating the holidays. The atmosphere in the palace is as usual, without any lively and festive meaning, and is filled with silence everywhere.

In Ling Qi's palace, two men were sitting on the sofa. Ling Yu looked at the time, stood up and patted his shoulder with his back turned, looking at the gloomy sky outside, "Yan Xing, it's already three o'clock in the afternoon, go back Well, as the head of the family, don’t be absent on a day like this. Yesterday, the old man and I, as well as people close to Xiao Qi, sent her news from France, but there was still no news."

He patted Pei Yanxing's shoulder twice more and sighed, "Don't wait any longer."

Pei Yanxing's eyes were heavy and he didn't speak, but he didn't move either.

Ling Yu knew what he was thinking, "Ling Feng and the others are not blind loyalists. If Xiao Qi really has her shortcomings and gets to the point where she really can't stand it anymore, they won't let her go on like that."

In other words, Ling Qi's body should still have room for improvement.

When Ling Yu said this, he seemed to be persuading others, but also seemed to be comforting his uneasy heart.

A cold air pressure circulated around the two of them, feeling depressed for a long time.

The heating in Ling Qi's palace was full, but the two of them couldn't feel any warmth.

The attendant came to refill the tea, but Pei Yanxing still had no intention of leaving.

As early as three days ago, Pei Yanxing left everything in the capital and flew to Lingyu Island.

He knew that even if Ling Qi came back, she would definitely block the news and hide it from him, so he had been keeping watch here these days.

"Yan Xing..."

Ling Yu wanted to persuade him something, but as soon as he said two words, he heard hurried footsteps outside.

"Lord."

The thick curtains of the palace were opened, and Lingchuan rushed in slightly, and gave a simple salute, "My lord, the palace airport detected a plane flying towards the airport, it looks like it belongs to the princess. "

"What did you say!"

Two voices sounded in unison, and the man on the sofa stood up solemnly.

Lingchuan nodded, "If nothing else, it should be the princess's plane."

Ling Yu had already picked up his coat, "Yan Xing, let's go."

Except for a few members of the Ling family and those with special access such as Pei Yanxing, no one can use the airport dedicated to the royal family at will.

Both men were a little out of sorts. Lingchuan hurriedly followed, drove a car from Ling Qi's palace and took them straight to the airport.

The cold wind blew into the car. In order to quickly pass the inspection at the palace rush level, Lingchuan directly opened the car window, brushing Ling Yu's face the whole time.

Unhindered all the way.

"Hurry up!"

I don’t know how many times I was urged on the way, but Lingchuan shortened the twenty-minute drive by half.

When the car stopped at the airport, the two men opened the door and walked quickly towards the plane that had just landed before the car had completely stopped.

Under the gangway, looking at the closed cabin door, Pei Yanxing pursed his lips tightly. His handsome face, which was getting thinner and sharper, was serious and cold, and he seemed to be angry while he was worried.

Ling Yu was also angry, but it was completely covered up by his deep worry.

They are connected by blood, he is an older brother, and he will always be tolerant of his sister's affairs without any conditions.

But Pei Yanxing is different, he is a lover.

Although one can love the person he loves unconditionally, in this relationship called love, the love he gives needs to be responded to by the other person.

If there is no response, there is no love.

Although Ling Qi's behavior in this matter was excusable and her starting point was for Pei Yan's good, it was undoubtedly giving up on responding to this feeling.

In other words, she gave up this love silently and without any warning, without leaving any chance for the other party. How could Pei Yanxing not be angry.

The two stood quietly under the gangway, watching the cabin door slowly open.