"Who the hell did this? Who is it? If I find out who it is, I will pay him back tenfold or a hundredfold! I will!"
Qin Jiaojiao clenched her hands, she was so angry that she couldn't catch her breath. In addition, she was a little anemic, so she felt dizzy and staggered and fell onto the stool.
“Jiaojiao!”
"princess!"
But don’t let your anger affect your children!
Madam Wei patted Qin Jiaojiao's back to calm her down. When her expression eased a little, she strode to the bedside:
"Li'er..."
The bitter voice was filled with crying and pleading:
"How many times has mother told you not to fight for things that don't belong to you, and not to touch them, let alone covet them? Did you not listen to mother and offend them, so you..."
The "they" here refers to the other princes.
She believed that it was because Prince Li had developed a competitive spirit that he was targeted by other princes and suffered this misfortune.
"Why don't you listen to your mother? You are going to torture yourself to death!" Mrs. Wei stomped her feet anxiously and helplessly. She said all kinds of good and bad things. She just wanted her child to be safe!
Zong Zhengli lowered his eyes indifferently, like a body without a soul, with no reaction on his face.
To this day, mother still thinks that he was the one who caused this?
Over the years, he has been honest and peaceful, never fighting or competing, but those people only bullied him and looked down on him more.
Being born in a royal family but without power will lead to only one outcome: being tossed around like an ant or even being crushed to death.
He just lowered his eyes, didn't say a word, and didn't open his mouth.
"Li'er, you must listen to your mother. I will not harm you!" Madam Wei grabbed his arm, holding back her tears, and said earnestly,
"You have a child now, and you have to consider everything for the child. Can't you just stay at home and not worry about anything? If you behave yourself, who would want to take advantage of you? Look at His Royal Highness Prince Ding, he doesn't want anything. Has anything happened to him in all these years?"
"You can't win against them, you can't do it!"
A trace of pain flashed across the man's eyes.
You can’t…
You can’t…
Over the years, this kind of thought and education has been ringing in his ears, telling him every now and then: "You can't do it," "You can't do it," "You have no hope."
He hadn't even started trying before he was completely denied.
Although he knew that Madam Wei was doing good for him, this kindness made him feel depressed...
The left hand that was holding the quilt secretly tightened a little, and a deep unwillingness flashed across his eyes. After a few seconds, he let go of his hand, returned to his normal expression, and spoke lightly:
"Mom, don't worry. I'm injured now, so I'm staying in the mansion with you. I won't go anywhere."
Don't fight for anything.
As you wish.
Madam Wei happily nodded after receiving his promise, "That's right, that's right! Let's just stay in the mansion and live our own lives. Let them fight for the throne. As long as we are together as a family, that's more important than anything else."
She is relieved when the child is obedient.
However, she only hoped that the child would be safe, but she overlooked one thing: the child is a person with his own independent thoughts. She did not give the child the space to make free choices. She only used the excuse of "I am doing this for your own good" to blindly impose her own ideas on the child...
Zong Zhengli was about to be driven crazy...