The boy's cool and sharp gaze swept over the old women, then he lowered his head and gently patted the little baby in his arms, coaxing her in a warm, hoarse voice, "Yes, Niannian is a little lucky star."
Looking up at the old women again, Huo Chengche narrowed his eyes, his body suddenly becoming sharp and imposing. He walked towards the old women step by step, as if he had the momentum of a thousand troops. His sharpness was like a blade, and he slashed down at the old women.
The wet nurses had long lost their earlier arrogance; they knelt down with a "plop," their faces grim.
The gruff-voiced head maid, Liu, forced a laugh, and under Huo Chengche's sharp gaze, she forced a dry laugh, "His Highness the Crown Prince is awake?"
Are you still trying to whitewash the situation?
Huo Chengche smiled coldly and asked instead of answering, "What did you just say, Granny? Why don't you tell me?"
Cold and sarcastic remarks, chilling and biting.
The head of the group, Granny Liu, shivered violently. She looked up at Huo Chengche, whose murderous intent was palpable, as if she had seen the King of Hell himself, and was filled with terror and panic.
"No, no..." Granny Liu was so frightened that she dared not breathe, and her words were incoherent. "We...we were just saying...that Princess Fuying and the Sixth Princess look alike..."
"Heh," Huo Chengche looked at her sarcastically, "Where did your eloquent speech go? How come you can't even speak properly now? Or is it because you're getting old and can't remember what you just said, so I have to remind you?"
Granny Liu blushed deeply at the sarcasm, and at the same time, she couldn't help but look up and glance at Huo Chengche in fear.
It seems that His Highness the Crown Prince was somewhat different after he woke up from his coma.
However, Granny Liu was used to being domineering in the Eastern Palace, and she didn't think that a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy could do anything to her, his wet nurse.
Confident in her abilities, Granny Liu boldly attempted to threaten Huo Chengche, her tone quite arrogant, "Your Highness, don't forget, we are your wet nurses—ah!!"
Before Granny Liu could finish speaking, Huo Chengche kicked her away, leaving only a shrill scream in the air.
Immediately afterwards, the old woman fell to the ground like a pulp, letting out another painful wail.
Huo Chengche coldly watched Liu Mama's miserable state, his deep, dark eyes showing no emotion. He gently pressed Cha Nian's little head into his chest and covered her little ears to prevent her from seeing or hearing Liu Mama's miserable state.
Xiao Chanian was dazed as the boy pulled her into his arms. His movements were gentle, reminding her of her older brothers who doted on her at home.
The little boy nestled obediently in Huo Chengche's arms and called out in a childish voice, "Third Brother Huo."
The moment Huo Chengche called out "Third Brother Huo," a moment of tenderness appeared in his eyes, which had just been like a god of death. He looked down at the little baby nestled in his arms, and a faint smile unconsciously appeared on his cold, thin lips.
“Niannian, be good. Third brother will teach those who speak ill of Niannian a lesson.”
The little bundle of joy nestled in Huo Chengche's arms nodded obediently, its soft, cheerful voice saying, "Okay!"
Huo Chengche's eyes were filled with doting affection, and he gently curved his thin lips into a smile. However, when his gaze swept over Liu Mama, it became even colder and sharper. "Two-faced, do you even deserve to be the wet nurse of a prince or princess?"
The old woman who had just been kicked out was coughing up blood in pain and couldn't even get up.
The remaining nannies were so frightened by Huo Chengche's imposing manner that they fell silent, kneeling on the ground trembling like leaves.
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