Quick Wear: About the Things I Saved from the Villain

Thinking of the tragic end of the two children in the plot, Tangli hated the new emperor so much.

He appointed people based on personal connections and trusted treacherous officials, and secretly harmed Zhongxian. He was stubborn and self-righteous, and his heart was smaller than the eye of a needle. With such a person in power, even if Zhuang He did not turn evil and take action, the destruction of Fenglan Kingdom was a matter of time.

At this point in time, Zhuang He has just been missing for three years, the old emperor is still in good health, Shu Xiaoyu has just hooked up with the eldest prince, and there are still four years before the old emperor passes away, so...

Not urgent.

Tang Li fiddled with her feather duster slowly, thinking.

In the original plot, Zhuang He recovered his memory in the second year after the previous emperor passed away and the new emperor ascended the throne. In other words, as long as they could find a way to awaken his memory within four years, the initiative would be completely in their hands.

The regent has memories, and even the old emperor can't do anything to him, let alone the new emperor.

Zhuang Mingyu drank the egg drop soup while looking at Tang Li in what she thought was a secret, the blush on her face had not yet faded.

Mother is so nice, he thought.

Other people in the village said that the stepmother would abuse the child. He and Yaya were not their father’s biological children. He began to think that their hard days were about to begin.

He was not afraid, after all, he had been beaten when he was begging. He was just worried that Yaya would suffer.

But what the villagers said was wrong. Mother was very kind to them. She was not at all as vicious as they said. She was just like their own mother...

It was also for this reason that Zhuang Mingyu was reluctant to call out the word "mother" because he felt that he was a bad boy.

He listened to the villagers and thought that his mother would bully them, so he was not very nice to her at first.

In these few short days, the guilt almost made his little heart burst.

Zhuang Mingyu took a sip of soup and then looked at Tangli. He took a sip of soup and then looked at Tangli. Even a dull person could notice his gaze.

Tang Li put down the feather duster helplessly, "Ming Yu? Do you have something to say to me?"

The confusion in this child's eyes is about to overflow, and he thought he was hiding it well.

"I......"

Zhuang Mingyu was speechless, and Tang Li noticed the untouched buns in the other plate.

"Why are you only drinking soup and not eating buns?"

There were two buns on the plate. Based on her observations over the past few days, Zhuang Mingyu should be able to finish them.

Tang Li picked up the chopsticks beside him, picked up the sugar bun and put it in Zhuang Mingyu's hand, blinking, "Eat this, it's a surprise for you two kids~"

surprise?

Zhuang Mingyu took a bite of the white bun in her hand with an expectation that she had not even noticed. It was soft and sweet in the mouth, and the yellowish sugar juice flowed out along the bun skin.

He quickly stuck out his tongue to lick it, looking at the bun as if he was looking at some great treasure.

"Sweet!"

"Yes, they're sweet." Tang Li rubbed his head and stopped him from talking in time. "You and your sister each have one. You don't have to save any for her."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Mingyu smiled brightly, but her nose felt a little sour. Thinking of the things that she had been struggling with in the past few days, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes.

"I......"

"Boom!"

There was a knock on the door. Tang Li was about to get up when Zhuang Mingyu ran over with a bun in his mouth.

"I'll drive it!"

Zhuang Mingyu happily went to open the door, but the smile on her face suddenly fell when she saw who was standing at the door.

"What's with that expression on your face, you little bastard? Do you have a grudge against me?!" The aunt with slanted eyes standing at the door poked Zhuang Mingyu's forehead and said sternly.

Zhuang Mingyu pursed her lips and took a step back, her eyes alert and her hand tightly holding the sugar bun.

The man with the drooping eyes turned and saw the bun in his hand, and his eyes lit up immediately, "What are you holding in your hand?!"

Is that a bun?! The yellow and white stuff inside is not sugar filling, right?!

The man rolled his eyes and reached out to Zhuang Mingyu's hand, "What the hell are you eating with sugar buns, you wild kid? Bring it out to me!"

A trace of fear flashed across Zhuang Mingyu's eyes. He took a step back and was about to dodge when a thick branch hit him hard.

"Ow!"

The man with drooping eyes screamed, retracted his hand and looked over fiercely.

"I don't need you to help me watch what my children eat."

Tang Li walked to Zhuang Mingyu's side, holding a feather duster which was only one-third chicken feathers, and looked at the drooping eye at the door with a cold gaze.

"You are so old and you come to compete with a child for food. I really envy people like you who are so shameless."

"How dare you scold me?!" He glared at her, "Do you know who I am?!"

Tang Li crossed his arms, his eyes calm, "Who are you? The village head or the county magistrate?"

"Oh~ that's not right," Tang Li smiled slightly with his reddened face, "Even the head of the village and the county magistrate wouldn't snatch food from a child, right?"

"You, you, you are a woman who was rescued by Xiaozhuang, and you dare to act like the master here?"

"I see," she said, glancing up and down, suddenly realizing, with a contemptuous and bad tone, "The little bitch is not bad looking, I'm afraid she has already climbed into Xiaozhuang's bed--"