First Lady of the Crown Prince

Chapter 912 Recognition (Second update)

Mrs. Yao lowered his head to look at his son in his arms and guided him to speak: "Xiaobao is not lazy, so what about Xiaobao?"

Gu Xiaobao spread his fingers and patted his small chest: "Xiaobao is smart."

 Everyone in the room was amused by him.

Gu Jiao looked at Gu Xiaobao curiously: "You are so good at talking, but when I left, Xiaobao could only cry."

Yao Shi smiled and said, "One year and eight months old."

He walked late. He was not willing to stand until he was one year and two months old, and it was only last month that he let himself go completely.

 But he did speak early, and he called her mother for the first time at eleven months old. She remembered that Yan'er and Jinyu didn't speak until they were one year old.

 I don’t know that Jiaojiao is her...

 Thinking that her daughter grew up in the countryside and that she knew nothing about her growth, Yao felt guilty and uncomfortable.

Xiao Jingkong lowered his little head helplessly: "Master, please let me down. My head is shaking from your head."

 “When did I disturb you?” He carried him away without moving, okay?

Xiao Jingkong spread his hands and sighed: "Oh, Master, you are so handsome. Of course I was stunned by your beauty!"

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 Everyone: “…”

Yao knew that Xuanyuan Qi and his son wanted to meet Jingkong. She stood up with Gu Xiaobao in her arms and said to them, "I'll go to the kitchen to take a look."

 After saying that, she winked at Gu Xiaoshun and Gu Yan.

“Let’s go too.” Gu Yan understood and took Gu Xiaoshun, who was still worshiping the general, to the backyard.

"Yuanyang, come here too." Yao called Yuanyang.

 “Yes, ma’am.”

Yuanyang put down the cut fruits and followed Yao out of the main room.

The originally noisy room suddenly became quiet.

 Before coming, Xuanyuan Qi discussed with Gu Jiao and Liao Chen about recognizing Xiao Jingkong.

Between keeping it from him or telling him, the three of them unanimously chose the latter.

Jingkong is not an ordinary child. He is precocious, smart, and intelligent, but at the same time, he also has a very sensitive heart.

 From birth to three years old, he was abandoned for adoption more than once.

Gu Jiao remembered the first time she met and talked with him. He had packed up his little bundle and was going down the mountain to be adopted. However, the family regretted and didn't want him anymore.

 Gu Jiao can still feel the loneliness of Xiaojingkong when she recalls the little figure sitting alone on the stone bench.

He even thinks that his parents don’t want him because they don’t like him.

After being adopted home by Gu Jiao, he inadvertently revealed his caution, worrying that he would become a burden to Gu Jiao and that he would be sent back...

 At his age, he has endured things that he should not have to endure.

 He needs to understand that he has parents who love him very much, and he is a child born under the expectations of his parents.

 He was not abandoned.

 Leochen released the disciple.

Gu Jiao took his hand, asked him to look at Xuanyuan Qi opposite, and said softly: "Jingkong, that's your uncle."

"Uncle?" Xiao Jingkong's eyes widened in surprise, obviously not quite understanding the meaning of this title.

Gu Jiao paused and said, "He is your father's biological uncle."

 Xiao Jingkong’s big eyes widened: “Do I have a father?”

 Gu Jiao touched his little head: "Yes, you have a father and mother who love you very much."

 Xiao Jingkong raised his head and looked into Gu Jiao's eyes: "Then why don't they want me?"

Gu Jiao looked at him sincerely, took off a small petal on his head, and said softly: "They want you, but they have gone to a place far, far away, and they can't take you with them."

 Xiao Jingkong tilted his head and thought for a while: "It's like Jiaojiao going to war, can't you take me with you?"

Xuanyuan Qi looked at Gu Jiao nervously.

I originally planned to connect one layer of window paper to the bottom, but at this point everyone felt cruel.

 He is only six years old.

 He shouldn't have to grow up in the pain of his parents' death.

Gu Jiao paused for a moment and nodded slowly: "Well, that's more or less the case."

 “Oh.” Xiao Jingkong nodded thoughtfully.

Xuanyuan Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why don't you lie to him?"

"Is it useful to lie to him? If you fail, you will fail. White lies are the most boring things in the world."

 She has really changed a lot.

 With compassion, you can understand the emotions of others and change your own principles accordingly.

  Xiao Jingkong is a very smart child. He has amazing learning talent, but some things are beyond his cognition and he cannot question it.

“Then will they still come to see me?” he asked Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao said softly: "They can't come. They asked your uncle to come and visit you. Are you... going to be disappointed?"

"A little bit." Xiao Qingkong scratched his head and said honestly, "But since they don't want me, I will reluctantly forgive them!"

Gu Jiao curled her lips.

 Xuanyuan Qi and Luo Chen both looked relaxed.

 Let him live with hope.

Xiao Jingkong came to Xuanyuan Qi, blinked at him with big eyes, and said with expectation: "Uncle, when I grow up, can you take me to see my parents?"

Xuanyuan Qi raised his calloused hands and carefully placed them on top of his head. His throat was sore and his arms were shaking slightly.

 He smiled and said, "Okay."

“Uncle, my name is Jingkong.” Xiao Jingkong introduced himself seriously.

Xuanyuan Qi looked at him, as if he saw Xiaoliu in his childhood, and his eyes turned red unconsciously: "How old are you?"

 Xiao Jingkong puffed up her chest: "I'm nine years old!"

 Lie Chen looked at him speechlessly.

 Xiao Jingkong: "Okay, I'm three years old."

 Xiao Liu was weak when he was a child, and he always liked to live up to his age... Xuanyuan Qi looked at Jingkong, holding back the pain in his throat, and said with a smile: "Jingkong is your dharma title, you have a name."

 “Huh?” Xiao Jingkong tilted his head and looked at him.

Xuanyuan Qi finally put the hand on his head, gently stroked the top of his hair, and hugged him into his broad arms: "...your name is Xuanyuan Xi."

Xuanyuan Qi didn’t know at this time that this quiet and sensible-sounding name would make the Seven Kingdoms tremble many years later!

 …

On the other side, Mrs. Yao went to the kitchen and asked the cook to cook more of her specialty dishes to entertain the guests.

 Gu Xiaobao was taken away by Gu Yan.

 She returned to her room.

As I was packing my things, there was a knock on the door.

“The door is open, come in,” she said.

 Gu Jiao came in.

Yao looked at her and was slightly startled: "Jiaojiao?"

Gu Jiao put her hands behind her back, hesitated for a moment, and walked to her side: "That..."

 She was about to speak but stopped.

Yao glanced at her, lowered his eyes, smiled, and said, "Are you leaving after dinner?"

She continued folding clothes, and the light was dim, making it difficult to see whose clothes she was folding.

She calmed down, held back the bitterness in her heart, and said, "It doesn't matter, mother knows."

 “I thought you might not know.”

"What?"

"I didn't go to the palace because I wanted to take them to see Jingkong." Gu Jiao pursed her lips, "I want to see you."

Yao was shocked and looked at her daughter in disbelief.

Gu Jiao raised a hand and pointed at her heart: "Here, think."

Yao’s eyes turned red.

  She has always felt that her daughter is very inseparable from her. It is not that her daughter is not good enough to her, but that there seems to be an invisible gap between them.

 She tried to get closer to her daughter.

 She can feel her daughter's kindness towards her.

 But she could never get into her daughter's heart.

 My daughter has never called her mother until now.

When introducing herself to Marshal Xuanyuan just now, her daughter was stuck. She knew that her daughter could not call her mother, but she did not want to embarrass her by calling her madam in front of outsiders.

Yao Ming once comforted herself that her daughter did not rely on her because she had never raised her daughter for a day, and she could bear this loneliness silently.

 It doesn’t matter even if she never calls her mother.

 But just now my daughter said that she missed her in her heart.

 She could no longer suppress her inner feelings.

 Tears welled up in her eyes: "Jiaojiao... I don't know what to do... I don't know how to get you to call me mom..."

 “Mother.”

 Gu Jiao called her.

Yao Shi looked at Gu Jiao in disbelief, his whole expression stunned.

"It's not that I don't like you." Gu Jiao said, "I have had bad experiences and I can't complain about them."

"What bad experience?" Yao's heart tightened, thinking of Gu Jinyu's biological parents.

"It's not Gu San and his wife." Gu Jiao didn't want to say more.

"Okay, mother, I won't ask anymore." Yao choked with tears, "Then why is it okay now?"

Gu Jiao said: "I don't know, that's fine."

 The unbearable past in the previous life seems to be being healed by something.

Is it Jing Yin Yin, Gu Jiao Niang, or the self who lost control of her bloodthirsty and was not abandoned as a monster by anyone who cared?

 She couldn't answer.

People's emotions are still too complicated for her to understand.

 She just did what her intuition felt.

  I don’t know if I am doing the right thing.

“So, do you like me calling you that?” Gu Jiao sat on the stool, motionless except for her eyeballs moving.

The feared young murderer on the battlefield is now like a child waiting for the right answer.

Yao uttered a snort, her tears turned into a smile, and she walked over and took her daughter into her arms: "I like it. Mom likes it very much. Can you call me Mom again?"

Gu Jiao was hugged tightly by her, and one of her cheeks was pressed so hard.

 She pursed her pouty lips: "Mom."

 This is really the most beautiful sound in the world.

Yao's heart melted away, and all his wounds were healed.

 She smiled with tears in her eyes and hugged her daughter tighter: "Hey! Scream again!"

  Gu Jiao, whose small mouth was completely deformed: "...sheep."

　　Yao: “…”

 (End of this chapter)