Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 95 Go Skill Book
The little prince was taken aback, and Xuanyuanche was also taken aback.

Feng Qian continued: "Your father is strict with you and reprimands you, but in the final analysis, he also hopes that you can learn more skills and have the ability to protect yourself as soon as possible!"

The little prince's eyes flickered, watery, he really listened.

"Father and queen will grow old sooner or later. At that time, it will be your turn to protect us. Do you have the confidence to protect us in the future?"

The little prince nodded vigorously and clenched his fists: "Ye'er will definitely protect you!"

Feng Qian gave a relieved smile and continued: "You are not only our child, you are also the prince. In addition to protecting us, you also need to protect your people and your people. Can you do it?"

The shiny black eyes were astonishingly bright, the little prince nodded heavily: "Yes!"

Xuanyuanche's eyes lit up, he didn't expect that she really has a way of educating children.

Feng Qian touched his little head, very relieved: "Okay, then go to your father's place now and tell him what happened today."

The little prince bit his tender lips, hesitated for a moment, climbed off the stool, and walked towards Xuanyuan Che.

Xuanyuanche looked at him quietly, soft light glowed from the depths of his condensed eyes, he didn't speak, he waited for his son to open his mouth.

The little man knelt down in front of him, with an extremely serious expression on his pink face.

"Father, the child knows his mistake! The child should not avoid problems!"

Xuanyuan Che nodded, and said in as soft a voice as possible: "Well, tell me, what happened today?"

"My son is learning chess from Han Taifu today, but he is too stupid to learn how to learn. Every time he makes a wrong move, the Taifu will hit the palm of the child's hand, and the child's hand is swollen." The little prince stretched out two In the small hand, the palm was red and swollen, and there were blood clots.

Seeing this, Feng Qian felt very distressed: "No wonder you didn't hold the chopsticks in the right way just now, and you kept clenching your fists tightly...Why didn't you tell the queen mother, how painful it must be! The queen mother will show you!"

Blowing on her two little hands with her mouth, Feng Qian wished she could suffer for him.

Xuanyuan Che's complexion suddenly darkened, he patted the table and said: "This Taifu Han is too clueless!"

"I don't blame Mr. Han, it's because my child is too stupid. My child doesn't understand a lot of terminology that my teacher said, and I always make mistakes! Later, when Taifu said that I want to play chess, my child was afraid and my palms hurt! Taifu got angry and said that my child was lazy. , refused to work hard, and scolded the boy. The boy felt ashamed, so he locked himself up and didn't want to see anyone." As he spoke, tears were wrapped in tears, but he gritted his teeth stubbornly. , don't let the tears fall.

Seeing this, Feng Qian felt even more distressed, and hugged him into her arms: "Ye'er is doing well! It's not your fault, it's Taifu Han's teaching method that is wrong!"

Looking up at Xuanyuan Che: "Look, I'll say that you must have wronged Ye'er! How can my Feng Qian's child be a coward?"

Xuanyuanche pondered, thoughtful, and after a while, he waved to the little prince: "Come here!"

Feng Qian let go of the little prince and let him walk towards Xuanyuanche.

Xuanyuanche grabbed his little hand, looked it over, and clenched it lightly: "My good boy, my father misunderstood you. Tomorrow, my father will resign Mr. Han and give you another one!"

The little prince shook his head: "Father, don't replace Taifu Han!"

"Why?" Xuanyuan Che was puzzled.

The little prince replied with a serious expression: "Just like the master of the queen mother treats the queen mother, the stricter the master is to the disciple, the more the master wants the disciple to become a talent. Taifu Han teaches Ye'er so severely, and he must hope that Ye'er can learn it sooner." That's why Ye'er hopes that the father will not replace Taifu Han, and Ye'er will definitely work harder to learn the terms that Taifu Han said, so as not to disappoint Taifu Han."

Feng Qian's eye sockets became hot, and tears fell like broken beads, unable to stop.

How can there be such a sensible child in this world?
How to teach her to let go of him?
Xuanyuanche's heart was shocked when he heard the words. He always thought that the prince was still young and didn't understand anything, but he found that he was wrong. The prince was not only sensible, but sometimes saw things more thoroughly and purely than adults.

He learned a lot from the kids.

He touched the little prince's head, his voice was slightly hoarse and low: "Okay, father, I will listen to you."

Snacks are snacks after all, and the little guy quickly returned to the table, burying his head in eating.

Feng Qian watched from a distance, full of sense of accomplishment.

Suddenly, Xuanyuanche's deep voice came from next to his ear: "You are right! To educate children, one cannot blindly be strict, nor blindly loving."

Feng Qian looked at him in surprise, as if seeing a ghost: "You actually agree with my point of view? Am I right?"

"Don't be in a hurry to turn your tail!" Xuanyuanche said with a cold smile, "You made ten plates of braised pork for Ye'er, are you going to feed him into a pig?"

"Uh..." Feng Qian scratched her head in embarrassment and said, "Hehe, I didn't stop for a while, and I accidentally overdid it. How about you eat something together?"

Thinking that he would refuse, who knows that he got up quickly and walked over to take a seat.

Feng Qian blinked, wondering if he had been waiting for her to say this?

The reaction is too fast, right?
Seeing him eating a piece and chewing it gracefully, Feng Qian suddenly became nervous, looked at him expectantly, and asked, "How does it taste?"

When he was in Baihua Valley, he also tasted her cooking, but he didn't give any comments. Although Brother Poison Fairy affirmed her cooking skills, inexplicably, she just cared about his comments.

After chewing for a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and said lightly: "It's okay."

Feng Qian rolled her eyes, picked up her chopsticks, turned her grief and anger into appetite, and ate it with braised pork!
It's obviously delicious, but he's too stingy to just give an evaluation of "okay"!
The family of three ate around the table, eating with gusto, the guards, maids and eunuchs guarding the door kept inhaling and swallowing, which tortured them to death!
After eating and drinking enough, the little prince is full of energy and eager to try: "Queen, play chess with me!"

Feng Qian spread her hands regretfully: "The queen mother can't!"

Chess and chess are okay, but she really has never played Go!

The little prince was a little disappointed and drooped his head.

Feng Qian encouraged: "The queen mother won't step down, but your father and king will!"

Yes, and the father!
Raising his small face, he looked at his father with hopeful eyes, and before he could speak, his eyes had already conquered Xuanyuan Che.

"Okay, my father will play chess with you."

"Long live!" The little prince was very happy.

While the father and son were playing chess, Feng Qian walked to a corner of the room and started drawing prizes.

Right now, Taifu Mu's poison has been cured, and she doesn't need Baicaoye anymore, what she needs most now is money, if she can get as much money as Jinshan, how great would it be?
Ding—reward a "Go Skill Book"!
"I go!"

What kind of mess is this, can playing chess be used as money?This is too impractical!

(End of this chapter)