Rebirth of the Spoiled Little Princess

Chapter 230 What a cruel man
Bending down to wipe the dust from nowhere on Xue Ling's face, Wei Yunxue carried him into the house like a little chicken. He said disgustedly: "Why did your father give you the clothes to wear? They were all worn inside out."

Xue Ling bit her finger, showing an aggrieved expression, and took the opportunity to complain to her: "I have already told my father, but my father just didn't listen, he just didn't listen, he just didn't listen! He even said the opposite. It doesn’t matter, since you will have to take it off sooner or later at night anyway.”

Wei Yunxue: "..."

Xue Li's words sounded really reasonable, and she really couldn't refute it.

Seeing the helpless expression on his mother's face, Xue Ling rolled his big black eyes and continued to fan the flames: "Mother, you see that my father is so bad, can you sleep with me at night? Don't sleep with my father. Together."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Li's half-smiling voice sounded from the door: "Oh? Can you tell me what's wrong with me?"

Xue Ling suddenly turned to stone and hid behind Wei Yunxue like a little quail, too timid to make a sound.

It's over, he said bad things about his father to his mother, and he caught him in the act.

Wei Yunxue smiled, as if the matter had nothing to do with her. She even reached out and poked his drooped head with interest: "Hey, what should I do? I was overheard when I said bad things?"

Xue Li was half-leaning on the door. He didn't know how long he had been here. His half-smiling eyes fell on the little quail behind his wife. He walked over slowly and even kindly reminded: " Xiaodoubao, before you say bad things about someone next time, remember to close the door first."

Xue Ling shook spinelessly.

Xue Li walked to him, reached out to pick him up, and placed him on the bed beside him. Then he raised his eyebrows leisurely and looked at him while lying on his side: "Why don't you speak? You just lost all your courage to say bad things about people." Where is it?"

Xue Ling gave another spineless shake.

Wei Yunxue looked at it and shook her head. The situation in front of her was so familiar. It was really a turn of events. Previously, she was flattering Xue Li, and now it was Xiaodou Bao's turn.

Sure enough, there is a reason why the folk saying "son follows mother" has been circulated for so long.

"The noise of the wind and snow outside was too loud. Father must have misheard what I meant." Xue Ling threw herself into Xue Li's arms, holding his neck with her chubby little hands, rubbing and rubbing. behave in a spoiled manner.

"My mother said that my father put my clothes on inside out. I said that my father has worked so hard. He is not only busy with court affairs every day, but also takes time to take care of me personally. What will happen even if his clothes are on inside out? What? Anyway, sooner or later at night, you have to take it off."

Wei Yunxue couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth when she heard Xiaodou Bao's words of betraying her mother for glory, this... this guy who adapts to the wind!

Xue Li tilted his head and smiled, but his words were serious: "Well, it seems you still understand me."

Wei Yunxue rolled her eyes at him angrily.

Xue Li straightened up with a low smile, then lifted Xue Ling off the bed, placed him on the ground, and raised his chin toward the window: "Go, go eat by yourself."

Lin Fang had just served breakfast.

As if he couldn't believe it, Xue Ling opened his red phoenix eyes that were exactly the same as his. He pressed his heart with a look of pain on his face and said: "Father, my palm is injured and it hasn't healed yet. Why don't you feed me?" ?”

Xue Li glanced at him leisurely and said loudly: "Being bitten by an insect is considered an injury?"

"Although it's not an injury, it affects my ability to use chopsticks."

"Well, just use a spoon."

"Father, you are such a cruel man." Xue Ling held a broken heart and looked at him with the eyes of a resentful woman.

Regarding his son's accusation, Xue Li didn't even raise his eyelids. He just uttered a few words calmly: "It's not a good habit to be spoiled."

"Oh, no one loves me, no one loves me, I'm just a little cabbage in the field." Xue Ling shook his head like a grown-up and sighed, then he climbed onto the small wooden stool in front of the table. Xue Linggu suddenly fell off the small wooden stool.

He didn't cry or fuss, he just stood up again, patted the dust on his body, and continued to climb up with all his strength. As he climbed, he shook his head and said: "Unreliable father, unreliable mother, Life is really hard, it seems you still have to rely on yourself, come on, Xue Ling, you are the best."

Phew, Wei Yunxue couldn't help laughing when she saw his living treasure-like appearance.

Xue Li is really unqualified as a father. In fact, Wei Yunxue, a mother...forget it, is not much better than Xue Li. Just look at the names of the beanbag children and you can tell what kind of relationship the two people have. It’s so hard to be careless. Fortunately, little Doubao has a strong heart.

On the day of Xue Ling's [-]-day banquet, the capital specially sent Mr. Zong Zheng from the clan's residence to take care of the matter of Yudie. When Mr. Zong Zheng heard that, the little prince had been born for a hundred days, and Xue Li was the father. He actually hasn’t given his son a name yet, which is simply too unreliable.

"Princess, I wonder what the young prince should be named?" Mr. Zong Zheng turned his attention to Princess Dingyuan, who seemed more reliable.

Wei Yunxue groaned and said without thinking, "Just call it bean bag."

"Ah?" Mr. Zong Zheng's mouth twitched again and again, but he couldn't help but asked: "Uh... Princess, may I ask what you mean by this name?"

"The bean buns are so good. They are a specialty of Guangling City. They are delicious and cheap."

"..." Old Mr. Zong Zheng choked and could only look at Xue Li.

"Let's call the bean buns my nickname. The name of the name is Ling." Xue Li picked up the brush and dropped the character "Ling" squarely on top of the rice paper.

"Ling, the slope is gentle and not dangerous. It juts out from the ground but is not as high as the mountain." Old Mr. Zong Zheng stroked his white beard with satisfaction and nodded frequently: "It is a good name to stand out but not show all your sharpness. It avoids the risk of being caught in the wind by a big tree. .”

Later, after Mr. Zong Zheng left, Wei Yunxue asked Xue Li: "How did you come up with this name?"

Xue Li couldn't help but said: "Since Doubao was born in Guangling City, he thought of calling him Ling." As for what Mr. Zongzheng thought of, he really hadn't thought about it.

Wei Yunxue: "Uh..."

See, he chose the name very casually.

Fortunately, Doubao is still a tall and tall poplar at heart, and he has grown up to be two and a half years old in a healthy manner under the care of two unreliable parents and very careless parents.

Let's go back in time. The current scene is Wei Yunxue watching her son waving a huge porcelain spoon, and then successfully spilled most of the soup in his hand.

(End of this chapter)