NOVEL NEXT The system says: “Why don’t you ask him directly?”
Ah Zhao shakes her head instinctively: “No, I can’t”
“Why not?”
Ah Zhao says: “Qin Zheng hasn’t asked him after nearly two years of marriage. It won’t be right if I ask him now, is it?”
The system thinks for a moment then says: “But now you are in the cold palace. Besides you guys shared a bed last night and kissed today. Why can’t you ask him?”
Ah Zhao thinks about it and finds that the system is right.
She decides to ask the male lead later.
Ah Zhao goes out. When she has just finished washing her face and rinsing her mouth, a young servant comes with their breakfast in a food box.
In it there are two bowls of noodles with clear soup and some chopped green onions.
Ah Zhao picks up two noodles with a pair of chopsticks, looks at them and exclaims: “Normal noodles with chopped onions. This is way better than what we had yesterday.”
Zhao Yin doesn’t say anything and eats his noodles with his head down.
Ah Zhao exclaims again: “I just scolded that eunuch then the food is better. I should have beaten him up. I bet the food would have been even better.”
Zhao Yin: “…”
He coughs with his mouth covered.
“Just eat your meal, princess. Or the noodles might become mush.”
Ah Zhao eats the tasteless noodles in front of her and plans to ask Zhao Yin in a moment.
Then, the front gate of Palace of Happiness suddenly opens from the outside.
The two of them looks out in surprise.
A middle-aged man in a crow-green robe walks in.
Ah Zhao is so astonished that she almost drops her chopsticks.
Because this good-looking middle-aged man is her father, the father of her current body, to put it more specifically.
It is Qin Zhen, Prince Beiding, also know as the Great General of Invincible Might.
How come her father is here?
Prince Beiding, Qin Zhen, walks to them in long strides and glances at them with his angry eyes. The skin between his eyebrows wrinkles because of his frown: “Sweetheart, is this what you’ve been eating?”
Ah Zhao stands up in a hurry and greets her father.
Zhao Yin stands up as well and greets his father-in-law.
Prince Beiding doesn’t even look at Zhao Yin. He only has Ah Zhao in his eyes.
With a look of her, distress is all over Qin Zhen’s handsome yet firm face.
“My sweet Zhao Zhao. Look at you. You’ve lost so much weight.”
Ah Zhao “…”
In fact, she wants to say that it is only her second day in the cold palace. The harsh environment wouldn’t have taken a toll on her in such a short time.
Since Qin Zhen gets no response from her, he shoots a hard look at Zhao Yin, who is standing by the side: “Your Highness, I have something to talk to Zhao Zhao in private.”
After Prince Beiding said that, he pulls Ah Zhao with him to walk to the other side.
There are several pear trees by the left wall in the front yard. Prince Beiding takes Ah Zhao there and stops under the trees. Nobody will hear them in this distance.
“Sweetheart, how come you get yourself into a cold palace when I was only away for a few days?” Qin Zhen looks at his daughter who is standing in front of him, his heart aching.
Ah Zhao didn’t give it much thought when she first got here.
But right now, seeing Qin Zhen, and being looked at by him with so much love and concern, she feels wronged out of nowhere all of a sudden.
She doesn’t speak and tears well out from her eyes and rolls down her cheeks. Her eyes become red.
Whoever sees her like that will definitely feel sorry for her.
Qin Zhen is caught in a deadly rush seeing Ah Zhao cry.
He only has this one dear daughter. He has been there for her whenever she needed him since she was a little girl and spoiled her with a comfortable life growing up.
Since his daughter married Prince Yan and the relationship between the couple isn’t good, he has barely smiled at Zhao Yin.
It doesn’t matter that he’s Prince Yan. It wouldn’t matter even if he inherits the throne.
Whoever treats his beloved daughter badly is a scumbag!
If Qin Zhao didn’t stop him, he would have gone to His Majesty and asked for a peaceful divorce between the two.
As a man whose wife has passed away many years ago, he gets a handkerchief out of his sleeve to Ah Zhao’s surprise and wipes away her tears for her gently. It has been a habit for him to carry a handkerchief with him since he would bring Ah Zhao with him wherever he went when she was little.