She was always leaning against the window, seemingly looking intently at the bustling street scene, but in fact she was unfocused.
In the front room of the carriage behind, Lingting held her chin in her hands and said angrily: "Master is obviously so good, but that old woman is talking nonsense. It makes me so angry!"
Lin Yu didn't understand even when he was with her: "I have met Miss Chu several times. Regardless of her demeanor, knowledge, and genuine skills, she is so different from Chu's great doctor Yun Ni. Why does Mrs. Chu favor her?"
Lingting said angrily: "I'm blind."
Lin Yu sighed: "The pearl is covered with dust, but the old lady has a keen eye. Oh no, there is also my prince."
Lingting said worriedly: "Master is always lively and cheerful. I have rarely seen her so depressed. She must be sad."
She has neither father nor mother, so she cannot understand what it feels like to be regarded as an enemy by her biological mother, but she is in a different place, and if the master treats her like this, she will cry for three days and three nights and still feel aggrieved.
Lingting pretended to get off the carriage: "No, I have to make Master happy."
Lin Yu grabbed her and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty and Doctor Chu are in the same carriage. Your Majesty will coax her."
Lingting was doubtful: "Seriously?"
Lin Yu vowed: "Take it seriously."
He was right. In the carriage in front, Mo Jingyu was racking his brains to think of ways to coax people.
In his impression, Chu Qingwan was cunning, smart and open-minded. When he smiled, his eyes were crooked, as if he had nothing to worry about.
Even if there is, she can solve it quickly and then conduct herself in a lively and enthusiastic manner.
Therefore, when he saw her unhappy, Mo Jingyu felt distressed and at a loss.
He thought for a long time, unable to organize his words. His hand accidentally touched the hidden compartment on the carriage, and he opened it.
After staring at the things inside for a moment, Mo Jingyu took it out and poked Chu Qingwan on the shoulder: "Wanwan, here it is for you."
Chu Qingwan turned around: "Maryoshka doll?"
Mo Jingyu nodded: "When I was fighting in the northwest, the people there gave it to me."
The largest wooden matryoshka doll is only the size of a teacup, with a lifelike exotic girl painted in wax on its swollen belly.
She has black hair and brown eyes, lips like roses, and a smile as bright as the red gauze scarf on her head.
Chu Qingwan unscrewed it, and there was exactly the same doll inside. When he opened it again, he had to twist it ten times before taking out the smallest one.
On the piece of wood, which is only the size of a peanut, the girl's expression has not diminished even a little.
Chu Qingwan exclaimed: "This painter is simply superb!"
Mo Jingyu said "hmm" in agreement.
Chu Qingwan put them back one by one and said: "Staying in the carriage for so many years must be extremely important to you, so you can keep it."
Mo Jingyu didn't take it back: "This is a gift from a child."
"His whole family died in the war. On the day I went on my first expedition as a coach, he gave me this and begged me to avenge his family."
He won the battle, and the boy stood in the crowd cheering for him.
Later, the boy also died in the war.
Chu Qingwan was stunned and pursed her lips.
Mo Jingyu frowned in annoyance.
He looked at the matryoshka doll and showed it to her, hoping to make her happy, but he ignored the heavy story behind it.
She seemed to be even lower.
Mo Jingyu grinded his teeth secretly, trying to find someone to give him advice.
As the carriage continued to move, Chu Qingwan dismantled and reassembled the doll, and gradually calmed down.
Mo Jingyu paid careful attention to her expression and called her: "Wanwan."
Chu Qingwan raised her eyes: "Huh?"
Mo Jingyu was speechless for a while, and then said, "I won't force you to drink soup today."
Chu Qingwan was stunned for a moment and then laughed.