As Dongbao shoveled food into his mouth, he kept glancing at Han Jing occasionally, finally unable to hold back and asked, "Miss, even though that person definitely doesn’t have good intentions, don’t you want to know anything about your biological parents? How can you... be so calm?"
Lately, Dongbao felt that their Miss had matured too quickly, transforming suddenly from a simple-minded, impulsive little girl into... well, someone who instinctively inspires trust and submission. Even though she could accept that Miss had brushed against the gates of hell, coming back with a clear mind, the leap seemed too great, didn’t it?
Han Jing lazily glanced at her, "Why should I know anything about my biological parents? Does it matter?"
The three maids, including the newly arrived Aunt Qin...
Four pairs of eyes all looked at Han Jing, slightly unable to comprehend their Miss’s completely indifferent attitude.
Generally, people in Han Jing’s situation would have some emotions when mentioning their biological parents, right? Even if it was disappointment or anger. Yet... Han Jing’s attitude was as if she hadn’t heard anything or like she was being told about the weather... It’s truly baffling.
Han Jing couldn’t be bothered to deal with them, and she really had nothing to explain.
Obviously, those targeting Han Jing’s attempt to use this to deceive her was an utter failure.
However, as no one can resist joining in the excitement, Han Jing couldn’t be bothered to explain, but then Su Yaogeng walked in, asking as he entered, "What’s going on? I heard something vaguely from a distance, something about parents?"
He was originally checking if it was time for dinner, coming over to see if Han Jing was settled. The palace wasn’t as spacious as home, and now the two courtyards were just a few steps apart, so he came directly.
He had just reached outside the door and heard Han Jing talking about something with her parents, which piqued his curiosity.
The maids saw Su Yaogeng coming and quickly stood to greet him.
Su Yaogeng went over to Han Jing’s side, and Han Jing asked with a smile, "Has Mother had dinner yet?"
Su Yaogeng shook his head. The servants prepared it when she woke up, so she ended up eating a bit earlier.
"Don’t worry about me, just eat!" Su Yaogeng was just here to check on her; this journey was not as comfortable as being at home, definitely affecting her ability to eat and sleep well, which made her heart ache.
"I’m almost done eating as well. Did Mother come over for a reason?" Han Jing finished the remaining bites of porridge in her bowl, gesturing for someone to clear the dishes. Mu Jin and the others had just started eating, but it wouldn’t be appropriate for them to eat in front of Su Yaogeng.
"It’s nothing important, just came to see you. But tell me, what’s happened?" Su Yaogeng gave Han Jing a teasing glance, clearly not intending to let her change the subject.
Han Jing rubbed her forehead, having no choice but to ask Mu Jin to pass the unopened paper ball to Su Yaogeng: "It’s really nothing, just someone playing a prank thinking they could fool me. Mother, don’t worry, I’m not that gullible."
After reading the contents of the paper ball, a trace of concern flitted across Su Yaogeng’s brows. Looking at Han Jing’s calm expression as if nothing had happened, he couldn’t help but feel more pained. Everyone here was on Han Jing’s side, and she had nothing to hide. He worriedly grabbed her hand, hesitating, "Jing’er,..."