My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!-Chapter 1137 - 1143: Genetic Mutation?

So, not being able to marry the one you love—is it fortune or misfortune, gain or loss? Who can clarify?

Prince Liang glared at Li Mu’er, silently reaffirming in his mind that this woman was all hair and no brains.

Qiao Duo’er took these actions precisely to prevent him from using the child as a pawn, as well as to spare those three children from having too much interaction with his son.

Li Mu’er, on the other hand, not only did not stop it, but actually helped them.

Li Mu’er said with a grievance, "Prince, I am doing this for Yi’er’s sake. It wasn’t easy for you to long for a son, and I will not allow him to be threatened in the least."

Who knows if those unruly children would plot against Yi’er?

Jalousie has always been a terrifying thing.

"Then let’s do as Mrs. Tan says, it will also spare the child from feeling constrained around us," Prince Liang, caring about his son, could only compromise.

Qiao Duo urged, "Take good care of them, and keep them away from the water."

"Yes," Ji Xiang and Ruyi quickly nodded.

These three children were all clever and easy to take care of, so they were not too worried.

Watching the three children get on the boat, the adults also took their seats under the guidance of the maids.

Qiao Duo just happened to sit opposite Li Mu’er, finally getting a clear view of the child in Li Mu’er’s arms.

She then exchanged a knowing look with Chen Yiling.

Both Prince Liang and Li Mu’er were fair-skinned with lustrous black hair, yet they had a child with dark skin and sparse, yellowish hair.

This could be due to malnutrition in the womb or simply because the child was too young to have fully developed.

But how do you explain two oval-faced parents having a square-faced child?

Perhaps... it was a genetic mutation?

"Mrs. Tan, why do you keep looking at Yi’er?" Li Mu’er tucked her child closer into her arms.

Qiao Duo retracted her gaze, "The Little Prince has a noble aura, unlike other children. I inadvertently looked a few times longer, please don’t take offense, Side Concubine."

"A child of the royal family naturally differs from common folk’s children. It’s normal for you to enjoy looking," Li Mu’er’s narcissism made Qiao Duo feel embarrassed, and she hurriedly picked up the teacup from the table for a sip.

She really wanted to know where this confidence came from?

Dynasties rise and fall as a matter of course, so where is the royal family that once stood at the pinnacle?

Therefore, it is better to be humble and low-profile in life.

Chen Yiling immediately fanned the flames, "I also like him very much. It’s just that the Little Prince is selective about his mother, nothing but the best woman in the world will do."

Li Mu’er glared at Chen Yiling because she heard the sarcasm.

"Madam Chen is too kind. My child is of average talent. In my view, the sons of both of your distinguished families are of brilliant aptitude. How about sending them to Wang Mansion to accompany my son as study partners?"

The alarm bells rang for everyone else. Ostensibly, they were talking about study partners, but in reality, they would be closer to hostages!

Whoever agreed would be a fool!

Chen Yiling, with the strongest backing among them, spoke up without hesitation.

"Thank you for the Prince’s generous offer, but my maternal grandfather has said he wants to personally raise these two children, and we wouldn’t want to refuse the old man’s kind intentions."

Her grandfather was a senior official through several dynasties and had once held the position of Prime Minister, with disciples all over.

Although he had already retired to the countryside, he still held some sway in the imperial court.

"That’s easily arranged; when the time comes, Yi’er can also study under the old master," Li Mu’er immediately proposed; Liang Gangyi was a great scholar of the Daxing Dynasty, and under his tutelage, her child had an even more limitless future.

Chen Yiling indifferently replied, "Such an arrangement would be very good."

The key question was, would her grandfather agree?