Chapter 1143: My Son is Not Like Me
After hearing what Madam Liu said, Han Muchen curled the corners of his lips happily.
"Really?"
I just hope my son can be like me. After hearing what Madam Liu said, I am so happy.
"Of course it's true, Your Majesty. This young prince looks exactly like you when you were a child, especially his eyes. They are like they were carved from the same mold."
Aunt Liu pointed happily at the little guy the man was holding.
Because the baby was premature, it was not very obvious before.
Now that he has opened his eyes, he looks exactly the same as when the prince was born.
“………………” Qin Chuchu’s face was filled with black lines.
She looked at the man dragging her son with dissatisfaction.
She was very depressed because her own son looked like someone else, especially when she saw the man showing off, she got even angrier.
He waved his hands directly at the father and son as if to shoo away flies.
"Go, go, take it away quickly and don't disturb me from having dinner."
I don't want to look at it anymore. The more I look at it, the more upset I feel. It's bad enough that she looks ugly, but she doesn't look like me at all.
“………………”The smile on Han Muchen’s lips became more and more obvious.
It was in stark contrast to Qin Chuchu, who was dragging her son in her arms, looking extremely precious.
He quickly leaned over and gave his son a light peck on his wrinkled little face.
Han Xing, who was watching from the side, twitched his mouth.
“………………”
No wonder the master's wife said that the little brother was ugly and the master didn't let her see him. It was really scary.
I had just taken a sneak peek at it. It was red and wrinkled, and the more I looked at it, the scarier it looked.
Master's wife is right. Let's wait until my little brother's flesh grows back. It looks scary now.
Seeing the prince holding the child as if he were presenting a treasure, Aunt Liu smiled in annoyance.
"Your Highness, this is not how you drag a child."
After saying that, he came over and started to demonstrate while holding the child.
Han Muchen watched very carefully, afraid of missing any details.
He also felt uncomfortable holding the child like this, but his son was too young and he was afraid of hurting him.
After watching Aunt Liu’s demonstration, I started to learn from her.
If it doesn’t work once, try twice. If it doesn’t work twice, try three times. I keep practicing without getting tired of it.
But the effects are not satisfactory. It's not like holding a pillow, but like hugging a piece of wood. It always gives people the feeling that they are not holding a child.
The little guy opened his eyes from time to time at the beginning because of the tossing and turning, but later he could sleep soundly no matter how much he was tossed and turned.
The next morning, as soon as Han Muchen opened his eyes, he thought of his son.
She quickly put on her clothes and ran to her son's room to check. She remembered that she finally learned how to hold the child yesterday. Just as she was about to reach out to hold him, she was stopped by the wet nurse beside her.
"Your Highness, the little prince is premature and needs to rest. You'd better not hold him."
Although I know that the prince is happy to be a father, he can't always trouble the child.
The young master didn't get a good night's sleep yesterday, and he's causing trouble again early this morning.
The young master was not yet full-term, so how could he withstand such torture?
After hearing what the nanny said, the man realized something and retracted his hand.
"Well, I'll hug you again when I get back."
After saying that, he walked out reluctantly. As soon as he went out, he saw Feng Yi and the others blocking the door.
At this moment, everyone was stretching their necks to look inside, hoping to take the opportunity to see the young master's true appearance.
When they saw their master coming out, they all had bitter faces.
"Master, when can we see the young master?"
It’s been so long since the baby was born, but they are not allowed to see it. It’s so frustrating.
"Uncle Feng Yi, my little brother hasn't grown much yet, it's scary. You should wait for the little one... um... "
Han Xing was halfway through his words when Feng Yi covered his mouth.
If he said this, I'm afraid his master wouldn't even want him as his disciple.
Didn’t you see that the master is guarding it like an eyeball and won’t let them even look at it.
Sure enough, after hearing this, the man looked over with dissatisfaction and said coldly.
"Wait until the military training is over!"
Now, his son has opened his eyes and often smiles at him. He has already recognized him as his father.
Then let them see how handsome his son is.
Because I didn't go to military training yesterday, when I arrived at the square, people gathered around me to congratulate me.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on the birth of your precious son!"
The man was in a very good mood after hearing the auspicious words. A rare smile appeared on his face, and he nodded to everyone one by one.
The lookouts were all stunned.
“………………”
When has the master ever been so approachable to the people!
People who give birth to sons are indeed different!
But what they could not have imagined was yet to come. During the entire military training, the man would laugh secretly from time to time.
Even when he walked, he held his head high, like a victorious rooster. The word "cocky" could no longer be used to describe him.
The Feng Qisha people in the front row looked at each other in confusion from time to time.
“………………”
Is the difference between having a son and not having a son really that big?! Why are you so cocky?
Until the end of military training, the men were in a state of excitement.
Seeing that their master was so happy, Feng Yi and the others also started to flatter him.
The result was that they were allowed to see the young master.
Lookouts were so happy that as soon as they returned to the yard, they rushed into the young master's room, wishing they could be the first to see it.
Because the prince and princess have their genes, they instinctively think that the young master should be good-looking.
But the moment they saw the young master, everyone's face froze.
In order to avoid being discovered by his master, he quickly regained his composure.
"The young master is so handsome. He will definitely look exactly like our master in the future."
Feng kept staring at the young master, smiling a little insincerely.
I thought that even if the young master didn't look like the master, he would still look like the princess.
I never thought it would look so ugly, not even as good-looking as a monkey!
"Isn't it? She's really pretty!"
"That's right, think more about our master!"
Feng Er and the others also started to flatter Feng Yi, thinking the same thing as Feng Yi.
I didn't expect the young master to be so ugly. It's so disappointing.
But seeing that the master was so interested in me, how could I dare to tell the truth?
After hearing what they said, the man was very satisfied and felt that what they said was right.
Only Feng Qi, who was standing aside, had a frown on his face and spoke his true feelings without knowing the consequences.
"Master, why is this young master so soft-spoken? He looks like an old man...ah..."
As Feng Qi spoke, he pointed at the young master's shriveled and sagging face. This was very different from what he had imagined.
But before she could finish her words, the man kicked her on the butt.
"Get lost!"
Han Muchen glared at Feng Qi with gritted teeth. What a blind guy! He actually dared to say that his son looked like an old man.
"Master, I was mistaken. It doesn't look like that. It doesn't look like that at all."
No matter how Feng Qi begged for mercy, it could not change the fact that he was kicked out of the house.
In the next few days, Han Muchen truly lived a life with his wife and son.
He no longer visited the defensive walls or the base. He spent the whole day staying with his wife, holding his son, and was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.
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