Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter
Chapter 255 - 255 254: The Little Prince Looks Much Like The Noble Lord_1

Chapter 255 Chapter 254: The Little Prince Looks Much Like The Noble Lord_1

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“Brother is right.”

Su Qingluo nodded with a smile, expressing her agreement, “If it weren’t for Xuan’er being the little tag-along, I would definitely go to Mingshui Academy.”

“Xuan’er is young and living alone in the countryside, with no parents around. He can’t be left without anyone to take care of him.”

With a mother’s kindness, Li Xiu’e thought first of the Little Prince, fearing her daughter would be swayed by her son’s words.

“Mother, rest assured, I would never abandon Xuan’er.”

No one knows a mother better than her child, Su Qingluo immediately guessed Li Xiu’e’s thoughts and, with a cheery grin, moved closer to her, cosying up to her.

“And besides, Mingshui Academy is too far away. It’s not easy to come home, I don’t want to leave Mother or have you worrying about me every day.”

“You, your sweet talk is like honey on your tongue.”

Li Xiu’e was pleased by her words, hugging her treasured daughter with joy swelling in her heart.

“Ah…”

Su Zixuan was envious.

He also wanted to be a sweet-talker and make Mother happy.

But he’s a boy and can’t act like his sister, cuddling up to his mother. It just wouldn’t feel right.

On the first day of the new year, Li Xiu’e had all her children wearing new clothes. Matched with bright red mandarin jackets, their cheerful little faces stood out, radiant as the morning sun.

The Little Prince had a delicate, fair complexion, tinged with pinkness. His refined tiny face, in contrast with the bright red jacket, was eye-catching. His gradually maturing features resembled the Noble Lord startlingly.

Su Qingluo’s eyes darkened at the sight. Without a second thought, she took off the Little Prince’s jacket and threw it away.

“Xuan’er, listen to Sister. Don’t wear red clothes in the future.”

“Red looks good. It also looks nice on Sister.”

The Little Prince didn’t understand why his sister suddenly looked upset, he glanced at the jacket thrown in the corner of the bed, pouted, but held back from crying.

“If Sister doesn’t like it, Sister won’t wear it either.”

Su Qingluo, somewhat frustrated, took off her own jacket and threw it onto the bed.

The Noble Lord had bewitched the Empress, causing misfortune to the country and the people, and received a bad reputation among the people.

From the bottom of her heart, she didn’t want people to compare the Little Prince to the Noble Lord.

“Listen to your sister, Xuan’er. Don’t wear red clothes.”

As the Little Prince really adores his sister, even though he didn’t understand, he reluctantly agreed.

“Good boy, Xuan’er. Sister will take you and Huya to play in the valley.”

Unable to explain to the Little Prince about the Noble Lord, she did not want to cast a dark shadow on his young mind.

Seeing the Little Prince obediently obey, she breathed a sigh of relief, took a few deep breaths, and restored her good mood.

“Mmm.”

Hearing that he could go play in the valley, the Little Prince instantly perked up, nodding vigorously.

“Huya is half a year old, he should go deep into the mountains for some experience.”

Su Qingluo lovingly pinched the Little Prince’s tender cheek, then took the opportunity to stroke Huya’s fur.

“Purr.”

Huya let out a comfortable growl from his throat, clearly enjoying his young master’s caress.

On the first day of the new year, just as Li Xiu’e expected, their house was filled with endless visitors.

The basket full of red envelopes prepared in advance was emptied by noon.

As it neared lunchtime, familiar villagers from various areas continued to arrive, bringing along their children, visiting relatives and friends.

Su Qingluo had promised the Little Prince a trip to the valley. After an early morning meal, she called for Wang Meng. Bringing Huya and three large dogs, they slipped out of the rear yard and into the woods, avoiding the villagers paying their New Year visits.

The terrain in the depths of the mountains was steep and high. The Little Prince was short and his little legs couldn’t keep up with the pace. Wang Meng carried him on his back, stepping briskly along.