Peaceful Farm Life-Chapter 1100 - 1101: Have You Ever Hated Me?

At this moment, An Jing felt both heart-wrenched and relieved, but still nodded and said, "Yes, dad and mom will quickly prepare the food for our little babies to eat."

Seeing that the children might still feel insecure, Xiao Changyi bent down and softly said to the four little ones, "Dad and mom are cooking in the next courtyard, which you have visited. If you need anything, go there to find dad and mom."

"Um~" The four little ones, originally somewhat uneasy, immediately became happy and nodded their little heads upon hearing Xiao Changyi’s words.

After handing the four little ones over to Tobanya and others to watch over, An Jing and Xiao Changyi went to the next courtyard to cook.

If Gong Juechen had not insisted on eating what they personally cooked, An Jing and Xiao Changyi would not have planned to cook today.

While An Jing and Xiao Changyi were halfway through cooking, Gong Juechen came to the kitchen with the four little ones. Each of them hugged An Jing and Xiao Changyi’s legs first and then, seemingly reassured, followed Gong Juechen out again.

Seeing the four little ones obediently follow Gong Juechen out, An Jing and Xiao Changyi were extremely relieved. This indicated that the little ones were feeling increasingly secure with them.

In the kitchen, with one pot each, An Jing and Xiao Changyi were responsible for different dishes. As the little ones departed from the kitchen, An Jing and Xiao Changyi exchanged a relieved glance while standing by the stove, then affectionately rubbed each other’s faces before continuing to cook.

As soon as Gong Juechen led the four little ones out of the kitchen, he ran into Meng Zhuqing.

Meng Zhuqing whispered to him, "The Crown Prince has arrived and is in the front hall, asking for you."

Gong Juechen’s expression did not change, and after entrusting the four little ones to Meng Zhuqing, he slowly made his way to the front hall.

Su Chengyu stood in the front hall with his back to the door and hands clasped behind him. Even in regular clothes, his regal aura as the Crown Prince was undeniably visible.

As Gong Juechen slowly entered the front hall, he knelt down to give Su Chengyu a grand salute: "Your humble subject pays respects to the Crown Prince, may the Crown Prince live for ten thousand, ten thousand, ten thousand years."

Su Chengyu turned around, looking at the person who paid respects to him, his gentle face all complex.

After having all nonessential personnel withdraw from the room, Su Chengyu stepped forward and helped Gong Juechen up.

As Su Chengyu lifted him up and then withdrew his hands, he looked at Gong Juechen for a long moment with complexity, and then quietly asked, "Previously, you thought the Emperor wanted to kill his other sons for me... Did you ever hate me?"

Gong Juechen casually sat on a nearby bench and as he poured himself some tea, he replied nonchalantly with a smile, "Hate? How could I not hate... I wished for your death."

Su Chengyu didn’t sit, but stood there. Upon hearing Gong Juechen’s words, he pursed his lips tightly, and after a while, he loosened them and asked quietly, "Then, back in Nan Shen... why did you still save me? Why didn’t you let me die there?"

Gong Juechen, lips curled in a half-smile, sipped his tea while his enchanting peach blossom eyes teasingly glanced at Su Chengyu, "Changyi said he’s never seen anyone more suitable to be Emperor than you."

"Chenglin..." At this moment, Su Chengyu’s heart was truly heavy.

Aside from calling his imperial brother’s name, he didn’t know what else to say.

This man was the son of his mother’s killer.

This man was also his half-brother, sharing the same father.

This man had also once saved him.

Three identities made him feel incredibly complex about this person before him, a feeling so complex that he himself did not understand.