"Listen to me, go back to sleep, or your mother will beat you."
"Dad, you're kidding me. My mom never beats me. You're the one who beats me."
"How dare you speak to your father like that?"
Liu Xu scooped up her son, gave him a couple of slaps on the bottom, and took him back to the courtyard.
Seeing this, Siman took her mother's hand and said she wanted to go back to her room to sleep.
He Yi was already reaching for the feather duster, while Cen's mother habitually stood there like a pillar, making Huo Xiaolong avoid her.
"Sis, get out of the way, I think she's asking for trouble today."
"It's nothing serious, little sister. No matter how someone dies, it's still death."
"She's a prince! How can someone with such warped values and morals have the world at heart! I'll beat her ass to a pulp today."
Both sides have their reasons. He Yi is worried that her daughter, once she has the power to control people's lives and deaths, will become blinded by power and stop treating people like human beings. Cen Ang thinks it's not a big deal, since the two of them don't argue when they have conflicts in their parenting.
One person attacks while the other protects.
My daughter has a tough bottom; what's the harm in a couple of spanks?
"Mom, I'll only do this once, please don't be angry. Next time I'll make sure she dies properly and with dignity!"
"You dare to speak so sarcastically to your mother?"
"No, Mother, next time I'll buy her a huanghuali coffin, hire a suona band, and give her a grand funeral so she can see the spectacle of her own funeral."
"Huo Xiaolong!!"
Upon hearing this, Cen Ang sighed and silently stepped aside.
Originally, blocking the way wouldn't have been a big deal, it really wasn't a big deal, but Cen's mother didn't know how she, a woman who was in charge of the household, the owner of the brothel, and who moved freely and skillfully among high-ranking officials and ladies of noble families, could have raised a daughter who could say such things.
Huo Xiaolong, with a serious expression, put his arms around He Yi's waist and said earnestly.
"Mother, is this not enough? If it's still not enough, I'll add a ceremonial guard for her and buy ten paper effigies to take turns serving her as her husband!"
Upon hearing this, Cen Ang bowed to someone and began to speak.
"I'm going back now, little sister, get some rest."
"Take care, sister."
He Yi instantly became calm and gentle, leaving Huo Xiaolong to reach out his hand.
"Mom, please, do something else, just give me a hand, Mom!"
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