Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 993

Bullshit! You don’t feel any pain! It’s me who feels pain!

When a son is beaten, it hurts the mother! When Zheng Qiaoer heard that, she cried even harder. She beat her son's back with her hands, and was afraid that he was injured, so she beat him and then patted him a few more times.

Tang Chuyu was helpless, "Can you let your son go home first before beating him?"

Zheng Qiaoer finally came to her senses and wiped her tears, "Yes, let's go home first." She got on the carriage, squeezed her husband aside, sat opposite her son, reluctantly held her son's hand and looked at him again and again, unable to take her eyes off her son's face, as if she had lost a lot of weight from the beating. "Let's go home first, and I'll apply medicine on you."

Tang Chuyu burst out laughing.

Zheng Qiaoer glared at him, "What are you laughing at? You don't feel sorry for your son, and you don't allow me to feel sorry for him?"

Tang Chuyu: "......"

Ever since her son became successful, his wife has been displeased with him. The couple can no longer go back to the happy days when they sighed together and called their son a bastard.

The doorman of the Duke of Huguo's Mansion had already removed the threshold to make it easier for the carriage to enter the mansion.

The carriage drove smoothly through the gate.

Zheng Qiaoer was still talking to her son, "You kids are really something. Three out of the six of you are my mother's sons. Now, I only cry for one, but she has to cry for three. She wasn't fully recovered to begin with, and when she saw you getting beaten, she started crying from the first punch. I couldn't even catch up..."

Tang Xinghe felt a sour feeling in his heart. He had never felt this way before, but for some reason, his heart had become particularly soft recently. He murmured, "My son will go see my mother tomorrow."

"Then you have to go and see your mother. Otherwise, it won't be long before your mother only remembers Huo Shiwu." Zheng Qiaoer chattered on and on about what happened in the stands today, and she told all about the mothers around her who were crying.

Tang Xinghe used to hate listening to these long-winded chatter, but today he loves listening to them.

He suddenly understood his mother's speaking habits. It turned out that his mother liked to say every sentence in the opposite way.

His mother called him a monkey and a dog, but in fact she was showing affection to him. He used to feel that his mother called him a dog, and he always felt uncomfortable, so he liked to go against his mother.

Outside the carriage, the younger brothers had already chased it for a while.

Seeing their brother getting off the carriage with bruises all over his face, they both ran over to ask him if his injuries still hurt.

Tang Xinghe thought of his father's request to confer the title of heir to him, and he felt that he had grown up overnight and had the responsibility to set an example for his two younger brothers. He held up one head with each hand, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. Have you two finished your homework?"

He will beat you up if you don’t finish it!

Who would have thought that his two younger brothers did not need anyone to worry about. Not only did they finish the homework assigned by the teacher, they also practiced "He Shu" and learned "Beiyi Zhi". They also wrote an article titled "Beiyi Boys Have Lofty Ambitions, Beiyi Women Are Better Than Men" based on today's polo match, saying that they would find their cousin-in-law to submit the article through the back door.

Tang Xinghe: “…”

He didn't even want to say anything about the lecture, and didn't know where to start. Did his brothers really not leave him any room to develop, or was Ma Chuyang more to his liking?

When they met their aunt Tang Chuyue on the way, the three brothers walked around her and didn't want to say hello to her to avoid a conflict that would affect their mood.

There is no getting around it.

Tang Chuyue not only called out to him, but also ran over quickly to block the brothers' way.

The little aunt was still the same little aunt, speaking very aggressively, "Why, is this the rule of the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion? You don't even know how to show respect to your elders when you see them?"