Hold the thick thighs tightly [My father is a traitor]

Wang Cheng's originally peaceful expression suddenly froze due to the disappearance of the purse, and an embarrassment that was difficult to conceal appeared on his face. He said to the person in front of him with some embarrassment: "Uncle Leng, please forgive me. My sister is innocent and likes to tease me."

Leng Qingyin raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "Thanks to you brothers and sisters, I can enjoy some family happiness in advance."

His eyes swept over the two little kids sitting next to him, who seemed well-behaved but were actually competing with each other. Then he turned his attention back to the chessboard and gently placed a piece.

Then, he asked casually, "I heard that the emperor dotes on Princess Le'an very much. She stayed by his side every day when he was in the palace. I think she knows a lot of the emperor's preferences."

Little Yining nodded without denying it, and started to ramble on: "Grandpa Uncle likes to listen to Sister Qing reading, and he also likes to play chess, just like Grandpa Leng! But Sister Qing sees that Grandpa Uncle always wins at chess, so when Grandpa Leng plays chess with Grandpa Uncle, does Uncle also win?"

Leng Qingyin's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible light, and he glanced at Wang Cheng who was immersed in the chess game, "My appearance is damaged, so I dare not play chess with Your Majesty, so as not to offend His Majesty."

Xiao Yining nodded in understanding and changed the subject. It seemed that this man was an excellent chess player and quite confident.

She also turned to look at her uncle. He seemed calm, but his eyes were full of deep thought. It was obvious that he was suppressed. She didn't know if he was pretending.

The kid raised his head and shook it, pretending to ask casually, "Can Grandpa Leng use chess to judge people? Grandpa Uncle wants Sister Qing to learn this."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Cheng chuckled and said, "Qing Jie'er is not a smart person yet, how can she understand this skill? Even your uncle hasn't mastered it yet."

Xiao Yining: (*￣m￣), look down on her, if she is not a human being, then she must be a ghost!

Leng Qingyin caught a glimpse of the unhappy look on the little girl's face and said something to help her: "My dear nephew Wang, don't be modest. Using chess to judge people depends on experience. Over time, you will naturally be able to figure out your opponent's tactics. If Princess Le'an studies hard, she will also be able to understand it."

The kid snorted at the old man, then turned his head and continued to smile brightly at the masked man, as if he had been bribed by him. He even moved his butt and got closer to him.

At this time, Xiao Yining was surprised to find that the skin from the chin to the robe of this person was smooth.

This unusual scene made Xiaowa frown. Her eyes slowly slid down and finally stopped at the back of the man's hand. That place was normal, just like the face, it was burned by fire, but not seriously, leaving only slight marks.

As the masked man raised his hand and adjusted his sleeve, the kid's head tilted to one side.

With a loud bang, the kid's head hit the chessboard.

Xiao Yining immediately raised his head and rubbed it, but he couldn't help being surprised. The wrist of this person was smooth and flat, as if his appearance was deliberately destroyed.

Just as the little girl was lost in thought over her discovery, Wang Cheng on the other side of the room had already reached out to the little girl, "Qing Jie, are you sleepy? Come to your uncle's arms."

Unexpectedly, the kid's next move gave Wang Cheng a sudden shock.

Little Yining nodded to him, then opened her arms to Leng Qingyin and said in a baby voice, "Sister Qing wants to watch Grandpa Leng play chess."

The masked man looked at her in surprise, and his hand holding the chess piece paused in the air, as if he was wondering what the little girl meant.

The old man on the other end had already suppressed his anger and stood up, wanting to hold the little kid with abnormal behavior in his arms.

Unexpectedly, the kid had predicted his move, and got down to the ground using his hands and feet, and quickly picked up the masked man's knees, raised his head, and looked at him expectantly.

"Sister Qing, don't be rude!" Wang Cheng couldn't help but scolded.

At this moment, Leng Qingyin seemed to have just understood the little boy's intention. He bent down and put the little boy on his lap, raised his hand to signal Wang Cheng to sit down, and said in a friendly manner: "It's okay. It's my honor to be favored by the princess."

"Don't blame me, Uncle Leng. Sister Qing wants to get close to everyone she meets. This has always been a headache for my sister and brother-in-law. I didn't expect that today, when I first met you, I would get attached to you again. Come, Sister Qing, come to your uncle quickly, otherwise your mother will see you and scold you again."

Wang Cheng forced a smile as he spoke, and tried to quickly step forward and forcibly take his niece away.

Unexpectedly, when he was halfway there, his thigh was hugged by another kid.

Wang GunGun pretended to be pitiful and imitated Xiao Yining's soft and childish voice: "Uncle, GunGun wants a hug too!"

Wang Cheng: (╬▔皿▔)╯

"Stop making noise!" the old man responded impatiently.

However, Leng Qingyin saw this scene, shook his head with a smile, and lovingly helped the little boy out of the predicament: "Nephew Wang, just hold him, and I will take care of Princess Le'an."

After saying this, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the little kid with a kind look in his eyes, a faint smile on his lips, and he looked like he was in a good mood.

Wang Cheng had no choice but to pick up Wang Gungun and sit down again, glancing at his niece with anger in his eyes.

Seeing this, the little girl quickly used her eyes to send him the signal that "she has something important to do", but unfortunately the old man only gave her a warning look in response, then looked away and continued to pay attention to the chess game.

Xiao Yining: ≧﹏≦, she wanted to confirm what she thought in her heart!

No one here knew what was in the little girl's mind. Even Wang Gungun made a face at her. Then she enjoyed the old man's embrace calmly and found a very comfortable position for herself.

Little Yining was not so relaxed. She pretended to be well-behaved and smiled sweetly at the masked man, then quietly moved her eyes downwards.

Being in close contact, the little kid observed more carefully.

The burns on Leng Qingyin's face only surrounded the face, even the ears were intact, and the area around the eyes was also smooth.

And when the kid pretended to accidentally drop the chess piece and he bent down to pick it up, he took a quick look at the skin covered by his clothes and found it was also smooth.

These details were quickly pieced together in Xiao Yining's mind. Based on the plots in many TV dramas she had watched, she quickly came to a conclusion: Leng Qingyin's disfigurement was most likely caused by the scars left by the burns from the hot metal mask, and the scars on the back of her hand were probably added intentionally.

Thinking of this, the little kid shuddered suddenly, and a chill ran up from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

Leng Qingyin keenly noticed the little kid's abnormality and asked with concern, "What's wrong with the princess?"

Xiao Yining suppressed the chill in her heart and gave the masked man an unnatural smile: "Grandpa Leng, does Sister Qing miss her mother?"

This reason is reasonable. Bazhenzhai is opposite Yuelai Teahouse. Wanniang has not returned since she went out, and a long time has passed.

Leng Qingyin did not doubt it, but comforted her: "Don't worry, Princess. I will take you to find your mother later."

After saying this, he placed the last piece on the chessboard. The outcome was decided and Wang Cheng lost the whole game.

He raised his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him meaningfully. Ever since his niece ran into someone else's arms, Wang Cheng changed his previous style, became impatient in making moves, and his chess skills seemed mediocre. In addition, he frequently looked outside the teahouse and had no interest in the game.

Leng Qingyin knew that there was no need to play this game of chess anymore. He looked at the baby in his arms again and gave him an intriguing smile.

It's so interesting!

Wang Cheng heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the game was finally over. Without hesitation, he put Wang Gungun on the ground and stood up and said, "Uncle Leng is a master of chess. I admit I am better than him."

Then, he said with a hint of rebuke: "Sister Qing, come here quickly and don't disturb your grandfather Leng from listening to the Qing Tan meeting."

This time, the little girl got down from the ground obediently and walked quickly towards Wang Cheng. However, when she left Leng Qingyin, she suddenly turned around and looked at him with true feelings.

Leng Qingyin's heart trembled without warning for some reason. At that moment, he could only read one emotion in the little kid's eyes - fear.