Prince Qing took a sip of tea to calm his nerves.
Bai Zhi'er suddenly asked, "But I heard that Uncle has taken in a goddaughter, and others call him godfather. Is it true?"
"Cough—!" Prince Qing almost spewed it out, choking repeatedly.
Bai Zhi'er quickly grabbed the tiger skin behind him and handed it over for him to wipe his mouth.
Prince Qing dabbed the corner of his lips with his sleeve and asked awkwardly, "Who did you hear this from? How come I don't know about it?"
Bai Zhi'er blinked her big eyes, "The daughter of Duke Ping's family said it herself."
After she finished speaking, the little one lowered her head, "Why didn't Uncle tell Zhi'er when he took in a daughter? Zhi'er wants a younger brother, why did he have to take in a sister?"
Prince Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "She fooled you."
"Fooled me? How could that be? She said it in public." The little one fluttered her long eyelashes.
