Qin Xianglian felt regret in her heart too. Watching Beibei cry so hard, she stammered and could not manage a retort to Ling Yun's words.
"Wuwu...!"
Beibei sobbed intermittently, her body convulsing. Ling Yun let out a sigh; this child really was something else. What kind of situation was this, and she was still showing off!
"I... I... I'll hold you." Qin Xianglian reached her hands out, but Beibei shook her body—no!
This child was throwing a tantrum!
"You all haven't eaten yet, right? Wait a moment and we can eat a little together with them."
It was indeed as Ling Yun had said. They had all been disciplining the little ones and hadn't eaten at all. The food Qin Xianglian had prepared was cold by now.
An Qing blinked her beautiful eyes, crouched down, and kissed the little one's cheek. She said, "Qianqian be good. This is your father's decision, and I agree with it too. It's fine, it's only half an hour, and Mommy will stay with you."
"Mn-nah, mn-nah!"
Ling Yun: "..."
This woman, he would let her know his wrath tonight. Ling Yun inwardly despised her fiercely. Was there any need for this? Wasn't it just half a divine palace? If it was gone, it was gone. Still half an hour? She would starve her.
"Little Irene, come with big brother. He's not hitting you, what are you crying for."
She was fine; An Qing didn't dare to make a move, using only verbal discipline. Qin Xianglian dared even less, and Princess Consort wasn't here.
After bustling about for a little while, Ling Yun brought all the dishes over, converting this place into a temporary dining spot.
The little one licked the corner of her mouth. She was hungry and could only watch with wide-eyed longing