Female Master: The Cold Prince

"You are my only daughter in this life, and I have never had a son. If you don't mind, I would like to have a son by my side." After saying this, a trace of loneliness inadvertently flashed across his eyes.

Xiahou Jiuyue's eyes flickered when she saw this. Her father had not been pregnant since she was born. Thinking of this and looking at the desolation in his eyes, she decided that she had to investigate this matter.

The loneliness in Ling Yiqing's eyes lasted only for a moment. He thought he had concealed it very well, but he didn't expect that his daughter had already seen it.

"Father is worried, of course he is willing." Xiahou Jiuyue said calmly.

"I will not disturb my father's rest. Please take care of yourself. I will take my leave." Her goal has been achieved. She will have to go to the imperial study again later.

"Yuer." Ling Yiqing suddenly called her.

Xiahou Jiuyue paused and asked with a puzzled look on her face: "Father?"

"Yuer, you don't need to go to your mother. I will go and explain things to her." Ling Yiqing said.

It is not convenient for her to come forward on this matter, so it would be more convincing if he came forward.

Hearing this, Xiahou Jiuyue was slightly stunned. As far as she knew, her mother and father had not seen each other for a long time, and the reason was the person who entered the palace later.

Because of that person, my father and my mother fell into a cold war. No matter how my mother tried to coax my father, he ignored her. Over time, my mother stopped coming to Yuling Palace. I guess my mother knew that my father didn't want to see her.

As a child, she couldn't say anything about these things, she just hoped that the two of them could reconcile as soon as possible.

As for the newcomer who entered the palace later, she didn't look like a person who could be easily dealt with. As long as he didn't do anything to hurt her father, she would ignore him. Otherwise, don't blame her for being ruthless.

Hearing her father's words at this moment, she felt a little sorry for him. It was only for her that her father put aside his pride and went to see the Queen Mother.

"Father, I can convince mother that you don't have to work so hard for me." She couldn't bear to see her father swallowing his anger for her.

"Okay, Yue'er, I know what you want to say. Don't worry, just go back!" Ling Yiqing smiled helplessly. How could he not know what his daughter was thinking.

Seeing that he was determined, she could only nod and say, "Yes, father, I will take my leave."

But she was secretly worried. After all, she had not forgotten that Lian Cejun's death was related to her father. Although she had cleared up all the clues, she could not underestimate the shadow guards around her mother.

This time, my father is going to meet the Queen Mother, so it will be a good opportunity for him to see her attitude.

Inside the Imperial Study Room

"Your Majesty, Lord Ling requests to see you." The female official outside the palace announced.

Hearing this, Xiahou Shaohua was stunned and asked again with an incredulous look: "Are you talking about Ling Guijun?"

It’s no wonder that she thought she had heard it wrong, but that person’s temper was too strong, so how could he take the initiative to come and see her?

"Yes, Your Majesty, it is Lord Ling who wants to see you." The female official answered affirmatively.

This time, she finally couldn't sit still anymore, and she stood up from the throne excitedly, extremely excited.

"Why don't you invite Ling Guijun in quickly!"

Great! He finally came to see her!

Outside the palace, the female official said respectfully, "Mr. Ling, His Majesty summons you to the palace."

Ling Yiqing nodded slightly, then walked into the imperial study. As soon as he stepped into the hall, he saw Xiahou Shaohua looking at him with excited eyes and a flushed face. He was a little stunned for a moment.

It had been several months since they last saw each other, but the man seemed to have not changed much.

Finally seeing the person he had been thinking about, Xiahou Shaohua didn't care about his identity and ran to meet him.

"Ling'er!"

When the two were about to touch, Ling Yiqing dodged slightly to the side and said, "Your Majesty, I greet you."

Seeing him avoiding her like this, Xiahou Shaohua felt excited and helpless. She was excited that this man took the initiative to see her, but she was helpless that this man was still angry.

"Ling'er, you and I don't have to be so unfamiliar with each other, okay?"

"Yes." Ling Yiqing said coldly.

Seeing that he was still lukewarm, Xiahou Shaohua sighed and said, "Ling'er, we haven't seen each other for several months. Don't you want to see me?"

"You know, I've been missing you every day these days. I haven't been eating or sleeping well, and I've lost a lot of weight."

"Ling'er, just because I miss you so much and for Yue'er's sake, please forgive me and stop being angry, okay?"

Ling Yiqing looked at the person in front of him who was speaking humbly and softly, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

She was the king of Fenglin, a valiant and courageous monarch, so why did she lower herself to him and speak so softly?

"Your Majesty, your servant..."

"Okay, Ling'er, I know what you want to say. I don't need you to be moved. I didn't consider your feelings and made you sad." She interrupted him.

This is the person I have cherished for more than ten years. How can I bear to let him be moved by just a few words? I should punish her again.

Ling Yiqing calmed down his inner complexities, put away the emotions in his eyes, and said, "Your Majesty, I came here today to ask for a favor. I beg Your Majesty's special permission."

Hearing this, a trace of disappointment flashed across Xiahou Shaohua's eyes. As expected, she said, how could this person want to see her for no reason.

"Ling'er, if you have any questions, just tell me directly. I will definitely agree to them." She forced a smile. No matter what he asked, she would agree.

As long as he was willing to come and see her, she would be very happy and didn't care about anything else.

"Yes, Your Majesty. I happened to meet a child a while ago. His parents died at a very young age. He was all alone and helpless. It was very pitiful."

"I see that he is well-behaved and sensible, and I cannot bear to see him die. Therefore, I want to adopt him as my adopted son and come to ask for Your Majesty's permission." Ling Yiqing said with a sad face, as if he felt pity for the child's life experience.

"Adopted son?" Xiahou Shaohua felt a little surprised.

"Your Majesty, I have been serving in the palace for more than ten years, but I have only given birth to a daughter for Your Majesty. Now Yue'er has grown up and left the palace to set up her own residence. Although Yue'er is filial, it is not convenient for her to go in and out of the harem often."

"I adopted a son because I wanted to have someone to accompany me and talk to during my free time."

These might be the words he buried deep in his heart. Seeing his lonely expression, Xiahou Shaohua felt distressed.

It's all her fault. If it weren't for her, Yuling Palace wouldn't be so deserted and he wouldn't feel lonely.

"Ling'er, it's my fault for letting you feel neglected. As for your adopted son, you can raise him if you want. I have no objection, but you can't refuse me at home anymore, okay?" She said with a look of heartache in her eyes.

"Your Majesty, I thank you for your grace." After saying this, he knelt on the ground.

"Ling'er, what are you doing? Get up quickly, the ground is cold." Xiahou Shaohua hurriedly helped him up, reluctant to let him kneel on the ground.

"Yes." Ling Yiqing's eyes flickered.

"Come here, convey my decree, to confer..." Xiahou Shaohua suddenly stopped talking halfway, and then he remembered that he didn't know the man's name.

"His name is Yu Suyuan." Ling Yiqing took the initiative to mention.

Seeing this, Xiahou Shaohua's heart softened instantly. Ling'er was like this, protecting her from her embarrassment and being considerate. How could she not dote on her?