NovelEnglishPregnant with Twins: Poison Doctor Consort is Too Hard to Please
Chapter 68 - 68: Who is the ’Weak’ That Qingqing SaidChapter 68: Who is the ‘Weak’ That Qingqing Said
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Su Qingqing couldn’t understand the ambiguity between the two of them. She only knew that her mother was pressing Ninth Uncle down. It must have been her mother who had beaten him up!
“Mother, Ninth Uncle’s legs are not good. Didn’t you always tell Qingqing not to bully the weak? Get up quickly.” Su Qingqing ran over with her short legs and quickly pulled Su Qian up.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtXiao Yan, on the other hand, was lying on the ground, speechlessly looking at Su Qingqing, who was still criticizing Su Qian.
Can’t bully the weak? Who was the ‘weak’ in Qingqing’s words?
Xiao Yan’s lips twitched imperceptibly as he was forced to become the weaker party.
The hidden guards outside the door, including Dong Yan, couldn’t help but peek inside and listen to the conversation. After hearing these words, they all covered their mouths and blushed, afraid that if they laughed out loud, they would be slaughtered by His Highness.
Weak? These two words had nothing to do with his highness for eight generations. It was only because the young miss spoke up. Otherwise, if it were anyone else, their heads would have been taken off by his highness.
Xiao Yan swept his gaze with a sharp look. The bloodthirsty killing intent frightened Dong Yan and the other hidden guards, making them tremble and quickly retract their necks.
“Ninth Uncle, are you alright? Here, let me help you up.” Su Ye walked up to Xiao Yan with care, but his small body couldn’t support Xiao Yan’s tall and big body. He spent a long time trying and couldn’t even drag Xiao Yan into the wheelchair.
Xiao Yan could not move his legs, so he could only let Su Ye hold his arms from behind and drag him with great effort toward the wheelchair.
Su Qian couldn’t help but snicker as she watched Xiao Yan being dragged on the ground like a broken sack by Su Ye.
“Mother, stop laughing. Let’s go help!” Su Qingqing pulled Su Qian without hesitation and dragged her to Xiao Yan’s side. “It was Mother who hit Ninth Uncle and caused him to fall to the ground. So you have to be responsible for putting him back on the wheelchair, Mother.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSu Qian’s expression was ugly, and Xiao Yan’s face was dark. Su Qian had no choice but to drag Xiao Yan into the wheelchair under the children’s gaze. She unhappily dragged Xiao Yan into the wheelchair, while Xiao Yan played along with what the children had said and pretended to be weak.
“That’s more like it.” Su Qingqing and Su Ye held Su Qian’s and Xiao Yan’s hands, forcing them to hold hands as well. “Hold hands, make a promise. From now on, Mother and Ninth Uncle must get along well. Don’t fight anymore.”
The two adults were subdued by the two children and had no choice but to shake hands in the end.
Xiao Yan had never experienced this before, but as he saw the two children’s innocent and pure smiles, and felt the soft little hand of Su Qian in his grasp. He felt a strange feeling welled up in his heart. He actually felt that things were going quite well at that moment.
Little Wolf’s competition had also ended. When she saw the children happily giving her the Blood Toad Elixir, Su Qian’s heart softened. She couldn’t help but agree to the children’s request and had lunch with Xiao Yan.
Looking at the two children being intimate with Xiao Yan at the dining table, Su Qian was lost in thought. After lunch, she rejected Xiao Yan’s offer to send them back. She pulled one child in each hand and walked in the direction of the Su family.
“Mother, are you unhappy?” Su Ye asked carefully, sensing the change in Su Qian’s mood.
“No,” Su Qian replied instinctively, then continued, “Ye’er, Qingqing, do you both really like the Ninth Prince very much?”
“We like him very much. Ninth Uncle is very kind to Brother and me.” Su Qingqing said with a smile. She then hugged Su Qian’s arm and continued. “However, the person I like the most isn’t Ninth Uncle.. Mother, guess who I like the most?”
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