Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 381 - 376: You Owe Me, Not the Other Way Around
Upon hearing the words, Song Tingfan immediately let go of her, turned his head towards Zhou Fu’an, and said, "Clear the way."
Zhou Fu’an was still staring at Lin Qiao, somewhat surprised, but quickly turned his horse around to relay the message.
Soldiers were much rougher than officials; when the crowd refused to disperse, they simply pushed, and the citizens quickly became scared and moved aside.
The nearby food stall emerged, and as Song Tingfan was about to leave, the woman hurriedly rushed over, grabbed two buns, and ran towards the carriage.
Song Tingfan pursed his lips and quickly walked over; the child who had been lively and cursing him as a bad person now didn’t even have the strength to eat the buns.
He instinctively picked him up, then tore the buns into pieces to feed him, worried he might choke, he gently patted his back.
The motion was practiced and natural.
Lin Qiao’s anxious heart inexplicably calmed down, momentarily complex, she quickly went back to the stall to get some soup, alternating a bite of bun, a sip of soup.
After a while, Lin Ling’s complexion improved considerably. Seeing the "bad person," he reached out for Lin Qiao to hold him, softly saying, "Mother."
Lin Qiao hurriedly held him, gently patted his back, "It’s okay, it’s okay, anything else uncomfortable?"
"Much better." Lin Ling leaned against her shoulder, still somewhat uncomfortable, with a sleepy look.
Lin Qiao patted his back, then got into the carriage, soon Song Tingfan joined her, he pursed his lips and extended his hand, saying, "Give him to me."
"No need, he will wake up."
Lin Qiao looked down at Lin Ling, saw his eyes were open again, patted his back, whispered, "Mother is here."
These years of hiding had always made the child feel uneasy.
Seeing she didn’t want to talk more, Song Tingfan instinctively thought she was blaming him, he subtly shifted his feet, revealing his current unease, "What’s wrong with him?"
"Premature birth, not physically well."
Lin Qiao didn’t conceal from him, in case such a situation occurred again in the future, he would know how to handle it. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
After speaking, she glanced at him, wanting to tell Song Tingfan not to trouble them anymore, but the words retreated back into her mouth.
He wouldn’t believe it, saying wouldn’t help.
The interior of the carriage fell silent.
Outside the carriage, it became noisy, "Is that woman and child General Song’s wife and child?"
"Most likely, the child looks exactly like him."
"Looks so beautiful."
"Even prettier than Lord Wang’s little grandson."
"General Song’s wife is also beautiful, you wouldn’t find many like her in the capital."
"I’ve heard, General Song’s wife was his brother’s wife, but on the day she was brought over, General Song’s brother died."
"Oh, married his brother’s wife?"
"Exactly. My cousin’s relatives are from Lunan City, wouldn’t lie to you."
"Then that’s strange, why would General Song marry such a woman, with his status he could undoubtedly marry a daughter from a prominent family."
"Men, all like that, can’t resist beauty?"
...
Song Tingfan temporarily changed his mind, sent Lin Qiao and Lin Ling to the awarded residence, left people to look after them before heading to the palace.
Lin Qiao went to sleep in the room after Lin Ling had eaten, slept until dusk.
When Lin Qiao woke up, Lin Ling was already awake, sitting obediently beside her waiting, she sat up, "Why didn’t you call me?"
"Didn’t want to, you were sleeping."
Lin Ling happily leaned over, kissed her, said, "Mother, when can we go home? I want to go home."
Going home, although without father, he could play with many people.
Lin Qiao stroked his head, "This is also home, don’t you want to stay with mother?"
"I do, just there’s no one to play with me." Lin Ling was just a child, naturally loved to play.
Lin Qiao pinched his cheek, slightly serious, "You haven’t practiced your calligraphy these days, still thinking about playing? Not allowed to be lazy tomorrow."
"Ah～"
Lin Ling immediately drooped his face, leaned over and kissed her again, coquettishly said, "Mother, let me play for one more day."
"Thinking of getting spanked again?" Lin Qiao wasn’t lenient about his studies, in this era, education was important.
Lin Ling quickly covered his bottom, "Don’t want to..."
At this moment, the door was pushed open from outside, a figure walked in, carrying meals, Lin Qiao saw who it was and sat up.
Lin Ling instinctively clung to her, as if afraid of him bullying her.
The mother and son’s actions were clear to Song Tingfan, he paused briefly, soon regained composure, put the meals on the table, "Eat."
Lin Qiao naturally wouldn’t refuse to eat, hunger strike wouldn’t solve anything, she embraced Lin Ling, got off the bed, glanced at the dishes on the table, shot Song Tingfan a look.
