"I'll wash my own clothes!" Xie Chang'an said firmly.
He's not really only six years old, and he doesn't reveal his physical preferences in front of others.
Moreover, if I bathe with my father, wouldn't the marks on his face become visible after being soaked in hot water?
How can I scam him now?
Today, first he said he looked like a little girl when we met, then he called him a little girl several times, then he teased him with black wind, and now he's pinching his cheek...
He remembers every single one of these things!
"Alright, we'll wash together another time when we have the chance." Xie Shaoling finally let go of Xie Chang'an's little face, put him down, and said with a slight regret.
Hot water had been prepared in the courtyard long ago, presumably at the Duchess's request. The maids and servants served the three masters and mistresses as they bathed at the same time.
In order to trick his father, Xie Chang'an took a very quick bath, and during the bath, he kept applying a hot towel to his face so that his face would swell up faster and more effectively!
After taking a shower and getting dressed, he went to look at himself in the mirror.
Sure enough, the face in the mirror was now red and swollen, and he himself felt it was a terrible sight.
He didn't look any further, covered his face with his sleeve, and walked out of the room. Sure enough, he didn't see his father or mother.
"Young Master, how come you're done washing up so quickly?" One of his mother's maids, who was standing guard in the courtyard, asked him curiously.
"I'll go see the old lady first," Xie Chang'an said vaguely, and then quickly walked out of the courtyard with his short legs.
"Young Master, aren't you waiting for the Young Master and the Young Master's Consort to come together?" the maid asked, chasing after him.
Xie Chang'an then walked even faster, disappearing from the courtyard in a flash.
After walking some distance from his mother's yard, he lowered his hands, and without his sleeves to cover his face, his swollen little face was revealed.
The maids and servants on the road quickly noticed his face.
Wherever he went, there was a collective gasp of astonishment.
"hiss--"
"Young Master, what happened to your face? Should we ask Mr. Li to take a look?" someone asked with concern.
"I'm fine, I was just pinched a few times by my father," Xie Chang'an said in a nonchalant tone.
However, as he said this, tears welled up in his eyes, tears he had been holding back for half the journey.
"It's alright. My father only keeps pinching my cheeks because he likes me."
“My father didn’t do it on purpose. After all, he’s been in the military for many years, so it’s normal for him to have a stronger grip.”
...
Whenever a servant asked, he would act all filial and generous.
Soon, most of the people in the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion knew that the young master had pinched the little prince's face until it was swollen, making him look particularly frightening.
The Crown Prince is still as unreliable as ever. Even though he is a father and has been training in the army for five years, he is still the same as before!
The young prince has really suffered!
Everyone in the mansion thought so.
The recent exercise was very effective, and soon Xie Chang'an arrived at the old lady's courtyard.
Before going in, he thought for a moment, then raised his hand again and covered his face with his sleeve.
"The young master has arrived!" The old lady's nanny smiled kindly at him when she saw him.
Upon hearing the sound, the Duchess quickly walked out of the main hall.
"Chang'an, why did you come alone? Where are your father and mother?" the Duchess asked in confusion.
"I finished washing up first. I missed my grandmother and the old lady, so I came over by myself," Xie Chang'an said obediently.
The Duchess had always cherished Xie Chang'an as her own heart and soul, and she couldn't resist such sweet words. She quickly walked over and hugged Xie Chang'an tightly, showing him affection for a long time.
Then, Xie Chang'an's behavior of constantly covering his face caught her attention.
"Chang'an, why are you covering your face?" she asked curiously.
Xie Chang'an remained silent.
"What happened to your face? Let your grandmother take a look!" The Duchess asked worriedly, brushing aside Xie Chang'an's sleeve to reveal his red and swollen face.
"How could this be?!" the Duchess exclaimed in shock.
"Who hit you? Who dared to hurt you like this?!" she asked, her voice filled with shock and anger.
"Grandma, I'm fine. My face just looks a little scary, but it doesn't hurt at all." Xie Chang'an put down his hand, blinked, and said very obediently.
As he blinked, the tears that had been welling up in his eyes slid down his cheeks.
“Madam, the marks on the young master’s face look like they were pinched,” the old nanny beside the Duchess suddenly said.
"Who was it? Chang'an, tell your grandmother who pinched you! Your grandmother will never forgive him!" The Duchess was furious.
"Grandmother, it really doesn't hurt." Xie Chang'an felt a little guilty when he saw his grandmother's angry expression.
Did he go a little too far?
Will his father be beaten to death by his grandmother later?
"Could it be Xie Shaoling?! It must be him! Who else in this manor would dare to bully you like this!" The Duchess carefully stroked Xie Chang'an's swollen face, her eyes overflowing with heartache.
"Grandmother, I really don't feel any pain. Besides, Father didn't do it on purpose. He just loves me so much that he couldn't help but keep pinching my cheeks..." Xie Chang'an tried to defend his father to ease his grandmother's anger, but he stopped talking awkwardly as he spoke.
Because the heartache in his grandmother's eyes had been replaced by rising anger, Xie Chang'an didn't even dare to imagine how terrible his father would be if he were here at this moment.
"Take—the—family—law—" the Duchess commanded, each word deliberate and laced with murderous intent.
"Why do you have to invite the family law out of nowhere?" The old lady, leaning on her dragon-headed cane, slowly walked out of the main hall.
She fell silent after seeing Xie Chang'an's face.
"Chang'an, your face—is it poisoned?" After a long while, the old lady asked hesitantly.
"What poisoning?! He was choked by that unfilial son! Mother, do you think your grandson is behaving like this?" The Duchess's chest heaved violently with anger.
"This—" The old lady's lips twitched, and she beckoned to Xie Chang'an, "Chang'an, come here."
"Grandma, Father really didn't mean it," Xie Chang'an said obediently as he walked to the Grandma's side and looked up at her.
The old lady looked closely at Xie Chang'an's face, a barely perceptible smile appearing in her weathered but clear eyes. She nodded, "Indeed, your father didn't do it on purpose."
"Family rules can't be invoked so easily. We'll just reprimand Shaoling a few times later," the old lady said to the duchess.
"Mother, you spoiled Shaoling too much, which is why he developed such an unruly personality!" the Duchess said with dissatisfaction.
"What? You're allowed to spoil your grandson, but I can't spoil mine?" The old lady glanced at the Duchess and asked.
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