The Crown Prince responded with two loud and clear blows, which made him see stars, but he did not dare to resist. After all, the old woman in front of him was his mother, Empress Xiaomin...
"You still dare to scream?!"
"I won't scream anymore, I won't scream anymore, mother, please be careful not to hit my face, ouch~"
Queen Hyomin caught a glimpse of a feather duster in the corner and leaped over. The prince felt that the figure was as fast as lightning and as fierce as a jaguar. The prince covered his head, dumbfounded, "Mother, you are worthy of having hunted in the woods for ten years. Your skills are amazing!"
Queen Hyomin: ...
Empress Hyomin picked up a feather duster and swung it at the Crown Prince with gritted teeth. The Crown Prince screamed even more miserably, "That's incredible! My feather duster is even more incredible!"
Queen Hyomin was so angry...
Every time I sat in the uncivilized jungle, tearing and gnawing on the old porcupine's hoof with great effort, my resentment turned into biting force.
Ten years... ten years!
If she hadn't been a wilderness adventure blogger who grew up in the army before she traveled through time, would she be alive today?
In the end, it was her biological father who taught her how to survive in the wild who saved her life!
It’s all the fault of this bastard in front of me!
There were loud screams in the room. The dim candlelight reflected on the paper window, and the two figures were blurred. Only the feather duster was swinging wildly up and down and left and right, making flowers.
The guards at the door had blank expressions on their faces, obviously used to hearing it.
They knew the inside story and knew that the prince was being beaten by his mother. As they listened to the horrifying sound, they couldn't help but think, it turns out that the prince would also be beaten by his mother!
Not far away, the governor, who was carrying water for washing feet, watched but hesitated to approach. Lord Xiao passed by and asked, "Lord Bai, why haven't you sent the water for washing feet to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince yet?"
Lord Xiao's tone was sour. You know, if Lord Bai wasn't the highest official, it would never have been his turn to deliver foot-washing water to the prince, a good job!
Lord Bai could naturally hear the envy and jealousy of his colleagues. He raised his chin and snorted. With his hands occupied, he couldn't stroke his beard to pretend to be powerful. He could only say sarcastically, "What do you know? His Highness the Crown Prince is a man of great literary talent and military prowess. He works day and night to practice swordplay, even late at night. I will wait until His Highness has finished practicing before sending him over!"
When Lord Xiao heard this, he looked towards the prince's room. Sure enough, a vertical shadow was flying up and down, and faintly, the prince's humming and laughing sound could be heard from the room... Lord Xiao's face turned ugly in an instant. Humph, he is smart and knows how to flatter!
Lord Xiao left angrily, and Lord Bai looked at the shadows outside the window, smiling even more smugly.
After an unknown amount of time, the "Sword Shadow" stopped...
Lord Bai: !! The prince was so diligent that he even broke his sword!!
In the room, Queen Hyomin threw away the broken feather duster and sat on the bed. After all the tossing and turning, her face was not red and she was not out of breath. She looked strong and healthy, worthy of being the queen of the Great Chu Forest.
The prince was stunned until Queen Hyomin said, "Bring me some water to wash my feet!"
The prince then walked to the door like a wandering soul, opened the door, asked for water, and brought it to him. The guard at the door looked at the prince sympathetically and then closed the door.
The prince brought the water to Queen Hyomin, squatted down, and began to wash her feet.
Empress Xiaomin ate some fruit while watching the Crown Prince wash her feet. She swallowed a piece of crisp peach and mumbled, "Where were we last time?"
The prince thought for a moment and replied, "Oh, last time we talked about Ying'er's little daughter being found. She was replaced by the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo. They all said that little Yue'er was a demon child and would harm the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion..."
Empress Xiaomin angrily cried, "Damn Li Huai, how dare you bully my precious daughter while I'm away? You even took my granddaughter away, and that old bastard Shangguan Shifan! Just wait and see how I'll deal with them when I get back!"
The prince curled his lips, thinking that his mother was still the same queen mother as before, with more dirty words than saliva in her mouth, but it made him feel relieved. His mother had always been kind and generous, but when it came to matters between them, she became overbearing and merciless, as the saying goes, a mother is strong.
He naturally liked his mother being this way. Without her tyranny, how could he and Ying'er have the status and favor they deserved? He raised his head and said angrily, "Mother, you don't know, ever since you left, I and Ying'er have become pitiful children without a mother. Ying'er doesn't even dare to speak loudly..."
Queen Hyomin was so heartbroken that she was about to cry. Ying'er was the apple of her eye. For the past ten years, whenever she thought of her beautiful daughter who was so soft and fragrant when held in her arms, she couldn't help but cry. Deep down, she became more and more angry at her son's mischief.
She cried and angrily asked, "Your sister has been wronged, and your father doesn't care..."
"You know Ying'er, she only reports good news and not bad news. Besides, a married woman is like spilled water. It's not too outrageous, so your father can't say anything. But your father revoked the imperial decree of the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo, which is a small punishment but a big warning."
Empress Xiaomin snorted coldly, "Li Huai died early, it was a relief for her!"
The mother and son continued to talk about the past until Zhao Cong went out, washed up, and came back to sit on the small couch in front of Queen Xiaomin's bed.
Queen Hyomin woke him up, picked up the medicine and wanted to apply it on his wound.
Zhao Cong had his back to Empress Xiaomin, and the hot wound on his back was gently smeared with cool medicine. Empress Xiaomin had been hunting for many years, and her palms were covered with calluses, but she had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, and she deliberately used very light force.
Queen Hyomin asked unhappily, "Does it hurt?"
Zhao Cong smiled like a fool. He chuckled twice, "It doesn't hurt. Mother, if you're still angry, keep hitting me. I can take it!"
Empress Xiaomin freed her hand and gently nudged Zhao Cong's head. "You're already so old, yet you still act so heartless. When you ascend the throne, will the ministers obey you?"
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