I dressed as a princess and cheated on myself

"Of course, you can be taller, stronger and more powerful than Daddy."

"Then can I ride a horse like Daddy?"

"Okay, Daddy will find time to teach you later."

"Daddy, you won't abandon Mom and us, right?" Youyou asked cautiously.

King Heng's expression suddenly became heavy, and he hugged the two children tightly, "No! As long as I am alive, I will never let you three wander around, and I will never let you borrow money to make ends meet again."

The father and his two sons huddled together, looking harmonious and warm.

Song Bushi had complicated feelings. Things developed as she wished, but lies are lies after all.

If one day in the future, the lie is exposed, will the love become deeper and the hatred become heavier?

She felt vaguely uneasy, always feeling that she was making things more and more complicated, but she didn't care. Maybe she could go back in a time machine one day.

But what about these two children?

If King Heng found out that they were not his biological children, would he become resentful and hateful?

But now that things have come to this, she is also an innocent victim.

Seeing Prince Heng let down his guard and gradually accept the two children, she felt both happy and scared.

"Your Majesty, please take a seat. This is the dinner I carefully prepared for you. I hope you are satisfied."

Her attitude is better now, and she hopes that his hatred will be less in the future, at least not involving the two children!

Prince Heng was in a good mood and was shocked when he saw the rich dinner. "Did you make all of this yourself?"

Song Bushi said shamelessly, "Yes."

"They look really good. What kind of dishes are these? I have never seen them before."

Song Bushi was shocked. What era was this? There was no hot pot?

"Your Majesty, have you never eaten hot pot?

"While Song Bushi was speaking, he propped up the pot and lit the fire. The fragrance instantly spread out, "Your Majesty, this is the best wine in the world. It is very mellow and has a high alcohol content. You must taste it carefully."

She had spent a lot of money to buy some fine wine, and she had intended to pair it with the hotpot, get him half drunk, and then say some nice words, ask for some reward, and get rid of the jewelry.

Unexpectedly, the two children helped a lot and were exempted from the tax.

Anyway, he is a pretty good guy.

This meal was not in vain. "Your Highness, the hot pot is on. Put whatever you want in and cook it. It will taste delicious when you eat it right after it's been cooked!"

She picked up some tripe and meat rolls and put them down. She counted ten seconds and picked them up. King Heng thought he would give them to him. Just as he picked up the bowl, he saw the meat passed through his bowl and flew into Ran Ran and You You's bowls. "You two are starving, right? Eat quickly. This is the tomato soup base. It's not spicy at all."

"Thank you, mother. It's delicious." The two children ate happily and imitated her to boil the food themselves. They put the cooked food into Prince Heng's bowl and said, "Daddy, eat too."

Song Bushi was a little jealous.

The two men quickly boiled her liquid again, "Mom, eat it too!"

"Thank you. You need to grow, so eat more."

Prince Heng was a little dazed. As far as he could remember, it was the first time he had dinner with his family.

I don’t know why, but a different emotion surged up in my heart, and their smiling faces became blurry in the smoke.

He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

The strong and mellow aroma of wine instantly filled his entire mouth, then slid down his throat and into his spleen and stomach. The strong aroma of wine in his mouth matched the spicy beef. The aroma of beef and the aroma of liquor made him eat more. "Good wine, good food!"

"As long as your Highness likes it, drink slowly. There are still many dishes."

After three rounds of drinks, the two children were full and couldn't sit still, so they ran to the garden to play. Only Prince Heng and Song Bushi were left at the table.

Song Bushi helped him set the table while eating, thanking him for accepting the two children, "Prince, if I am no longer around, please treat the two children well, they really like you."

He drank half a bottle of liquor, but his mind was still clear. "Where are you going?"

Song Bushi had some intention of entrusting his son to someone else, but he didn't dare to let him see the clues, so he said perfunctorily, "Alas, life is unpredictable. Who knows which will come first, an accident or tomorrow?"

"These two children have suffered so much with me. I feel so sorry for them. I hope they can be happy for the rest of their lives."

"So, if I am no longer around, please treat them well, Your Majesty. You don't need to give them luxury, just give them a few bites of food and let them grow up safely!"

He looked at her with a hint of tenderness in his drunken eyes.

Song Bushi felt embarrassed and her pretty face turned slightly red. She didn't dare to look him in the eye. Her eyes darted around, following the two cute children.

After a long while, he took another sip of wine and then spoke, "Tell me about the past of our acquaintance."

"Ah?" Song Bushi turned around, looking terrified, "What past?"

"I heard about it. We met on the ship." He held the wine glass and looked at her steadily, as if trying hard to recall.

Song Bushi was a little confused. What was going on?

ferry?

Could it be that the story she made up about the past reached his ears?

He still believed it?

Her face flushed, not knowing how to explain, "That...that's just..."

She wanted to say that it was just made up to please those ladies.

But before he could say anything, he heard him say, "Six years ago, I suffered a serious injury and almost died. After waking up, I lost some of my memories."

She opened her mouth, stared with her eyes, and had an exaggerated expression. The words she had just said were stuck in her throat. What should she say now?

It seems that we can only make the best of it.

He lowered his head, gently swirled his wine glass, and said to himself, "I never thought that I would meet you during my most miserable and frustrated days."

"I thought I would never love anyone in this life, but I risked my own life to save you. I must have really loved you at that time!"

She asked him how come he suddenly accepted the two children and was so easy to talk to. It turned out that he had listened to the story she made up and believed it.

"That..." Song Bushi said thoughtfully, "Actually, you don't have to take it too seriously. I didn't know you were so noble at the time."

"If I had known, I would never have dared to pursue you. Since you have forgotten, it means that this is God's will. You don't have to blame yourself."

"I think it's good like this now. All the love and affection are fake, but the two children are real. You don't have to be responsible for me. As long as you treat the children well, I will be grateful."

Is love all fake?

Not responsible?

Is this an angry statement or a sincere one?

"You still resent me, don't you?"