Chapter 857: Not as Good as That Bitch’s Son
"Fujin, please be gentle. The eldest prince is still young, and it's very windy outside, so he should be wrapped in a blanket."
Ulanara was so angry that she could not listen to what Xia Pinlan said and walked out directly.
Honghui opened his eyes in a daze during the bumpy ride and found himself in his mother's arms. He was stunned for a long time before he couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth.
In early winter, the charcoal fire in the house was rarely used. To be more precise, ever since the Second Prince's accident, Ulanara had never used too much charcoal fire. The house was barely warm, not to mention the howling cold wind outside.
Honghui shuddered, looked at Ulanara seriously again, and covered her ears with his hands: "Mother, it's cold, you should put on more clothes."
"You're willing to wake up now? You say there's nothing wrong with your body, you're just spoiled. When I was little, did I ever have such a comfortable life like you?"
Ulanara paused as she spoke, frowning, "Where did you learn such sneaky tricks? Are you saying this in the hope that I'll go easy on you and let you skip reciting the text today? Don't even think about it! Now that your father is back, if you make a mistake reciting a single word in front of him, you won't be able to eat dinner tonight."
"Mother..." Honghui looked a little bewildered: "Your son is just thinking about you..."
"Why do you always look so fawning?" Ulanara glanced at Honghui, her brows furrowed even more. "You are the prince's eldest son, can't you act like one? Your mother is from the Ulanara family, a prestigious aristocratic family, so how come you are not as generous as the sons of those bitches?"
The light in Honghui's eyes gradually faded. He lowered his eyes slightly and withdrew his hand: "I know I was wrong. I have failed my mother's expectations..."
Seeing her son's confused look, Ulanara became even more upset. She took a deep breath and stuffed Honghui back into Pinlan's arms.
He shook his sore hands again and said, "Forget it, this temper of yours won't change anytime soon! I just hope you can do better, otherwise we two will really be trampled underfoot."
After saying that, he sighed.
"I don't know when this illness will be cured. When the prince comes back and sees his condition, he will definitely blame me again." After saying this, he quickened his pace.
Pinlan took Honghui and realized how cold he was. With red eyes, she put her cloak on Honghui and said, "Big brother, are you cold?"
Honghui shook his head with pale lips: “Aunt, don’t cry.”
As he said this, he reached out and wiped away Pinlan's tears.
"Okay, I won't cry." Pinlan said this, turned her head to wipe a tear from her shoulder, and forced a smile: "I'll walk faster. It will be warmer by the time we get to Jinghao Hall. ... Fu Jin has been in a bad mood recently, and she didn't mean to get angry with the eldest prince. Don't take it to heart, eldest prince. Fu Jin still cares about the eldest prince."
"Aunt, Honghui knows..." Honghui's voice was particularly soft, and he lay softly on Pinlan's neck.
"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up! Aren't you cold now?" Ulanara in front rubbed her hands and turned around to shout.
"Hey, I'm right here." Pinlan immediately trotted after him.
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