The young man spoke in a gentle voice as before, but Zhongwu Gong, who was standing to the side, suddenly felt a chill in the room, a bone-chilling cold. He shivered and knew without a doubt where the cold air was coming from.
Duke Zhongwu, crestfallen, tried to sneak away with his hands in his pockets and quickly ran home to feign illness.
However, Huo Chengche didn't even need to say anything. His favorite eunuch, Fu Man, had already stepped in front of Duke Zhongwu with a smile, staring intently at him, preventing him from going anywhere.
As for His Highness the Crown Prince, he was being harassed by a cute little boy who was puffing up his cheeks.
The little girl nestled in the arms of her powerful older brother, her chubby little paws clutching his clothes, her little mouth pouting, her cheeks puffed out in a huff, as she told him in her sweet, childish voice what had just happened.
It was a verbatim retelling of everything; babies with good memories remember everything everyone has ever said.
While Zhongwu Gong was wiping away cold sweat in shock, he also heard the part he didn't know—why his brat hated the teacher so much.
Duke Zhongwu knew all too well how much his biological son resembled his father, just like him, disliked by all the teachers, though the dislike was more obvious on the surface than in his heart.
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