Seeing her mother say this, Chenchen also found it hard to decline further.
He simply said,
"Then, Mother, please don't prepare too much. Tai Fu teaches that as a prince, I should understand the people's hardship and practice thrift!"
Xia Ruqing felt a little sour inside, but she still smiled and agreed.
"Got it, you may go now!"
Chenchen cupped his hands in salute.
"Thank you, Mother! I will go study now!"
"Go on!"
Chenchen respectfully bowed and retreated.
After sending off Chenchen,
The smile in Xia Ruqing's eyes vanished instantly, leaving only loneliness and distress.
He's not even four yet.
In modern times, he'd still be in kindergarten, worrying about eating, drinking, and perhaps wetting his pants at night.
But now, her child, her Chenchen,
must know so much?
For a moment, Xia Ruqing really regretted giving birth to him.
Everything would have been fine without having children.
