The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

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 keep 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?"

Tang Xinghe was about to retort when he saw his normally incompatible aunt thrust a medicine bottle in his direction, still speaking harshly, "Wipe it off. It will leave you with ugly scars, and you won't be able to find a wife in the future. Humph!"

Without waiting for the three Tang Xinghe brothers to speak, Tang Chuyue turned around and ran away.

Tang Xinghe: “…”

Did my aunt take the wrong medicine? She herself hasn't even married yet, so why would she care whether he can get married? I'm afraid this medicine is poisonous?

Tang Xingchen, Tang Xinghai: "..."

What's wrong with the little aunt? She hasn't even married yet, so why does she care whether their brother can get married? Is this medicine poisonous and is going to poison their brother to death?

Tang Xinghe was so frightened that he was about to throw away the medicine bottle. But he thought it was not a good idea. If it was poison, whoever picked it up would be in big trouble.

He put the medicine bottle into his arms, ready to throw it away properly later.

Ying'er, who was in the dark, saw her nephew put the medicine bottle into his arms, and then ran away with peace of mind.

She returned to the house and asked carefully, "Miss, the nephew has put away the medicine bottles. They will be used eventually. Otherwise, it would be a waste for the young lady to wait in line at the Tongan Clinic for half a day. There are many girls buying ointments today. I saw with my own eyes that they were all delivered to Young Master Huo."

Tang Chuyue sighed, "We didn't have a good relationship in the past. I'm afraid Xinghe suspects that my medicine is poisonous. Forget it, just do your best and don't worry about the rest."

Ying'er looked at the changed girl and felt distressed. Her girl used to be so outgoing, but now she lived cautiously, trembling with fear, frowning all day long, and even crying in her sleep, "Sister-in-law, don't chase me away. Yue'er will listen to you."

Sigh... She let out a long sigh. She boiled some hot water and prepared to help the girl take a bath, but she saw that the girl had already ground the ink and was carefully tracing the "Japanese" font.

The girls under the candlelight were quiet and beautiful. If it weren't for Zhu's provocation and education in the past, I'm sure they wouldn't have been so estranged from the mistress of the house.

Zheng Qiao'er carefully applied medicine to her son while testing him, "Today, those girls from the Fu family were really brave. They looked so delicate, but once they got on the court, they were like birds out of a cage, flapping their wings and running wild. How could the powerful and aristocratic families allow such girls to be mistresses in their mansions?"

Tang Xinghe disagreed, "It's not certain who can't tolerate whom! How many men in the capital are worthy of a girl from the Fu family?"

Zheng Qiaoer was delighted, "You also think the girl from the Fu family is good?"

"That's more than good. That's very good, okay?" Tang Xinghe was very happy. "Today, Chu Yang and I have made an agreement with several girls from the Fu family. After these busy days, we will become sworn brothers!"

Zheng Qiaoer: “…”

You idiot! You can think of becoming sworn brothers with a girl!

She resisted the urge to hit him and tried to guide him patiently, "Which girl in the Fu family do you think is the prettiest?"

Tang Xinghe thought for a while, "Fu Xianxian is the cutest. I didn't pay attention to the appearance of the others, but they all look the same. However, the best ball player should be Fu Mingyi. It seems that she hasn't shown her true level today. Wan Country is really too weak."

Zheng Qiaoer almost bit her tongue and actually said "Wan State is too weak". She usually felt like facing a formidable enemy whenever she heard the name Wan State.

Hey, weren't we talking about girls? Why did we end up talking about Wan? No, we have to get back to it.

"Then I will go to the Fu family to ask Fu Mingyi for marriage. What do you think?"

Tang Xinghe waved his hand, knocking over the medicine bottles, and his voice became much louder, "Mother, do you want to listen to what you are saying? Who would propose marriage to the boss?"