TFWYH – Chapter 690 Adorable Cubs

The Third Prince looked speechlessly at his wife’s… intelligence, then let out a long sigh.

“Rou’er, if Gu Yanshuang truly cared about Ronglan, how could she have ignored her all these years?”

“I once saw Ronglan myself. Her hair was a mess, and the servants freely insulted and beat her.”

“Think about it. If a parent truly loved their child, how could they allow that to happen?”

“Our son has what Princess Wengnai called… what was it again? Ah yes, a congenital defect. He suffers from chest problems. Yet I treasure him like the apple of my eye.”

“If anyone dared bully my son, I’d make them pay dearly.”

“But Gu Yanshuang…”

The Third Prince’s Consort thought about it and had to admit he had a point.

She already disliked Gu Yanshuang.

That woman had never missed an opportunity to flaunt her status in front of her.

Being the daughter of the Prime Minister, she always acted as though she were superior.

So what if her own family background wasn’t as prestigious?

She had still become a prince’s consort, holding the same rank.

Why should Gu Yanshuang look down on her?

Now that she’d heard how coldly Gu Yanshuang treated her own daughter, the Third Prince’s Consort couldn’t help spitting in disgust.

“That wretched woman really is a terrible person.”

“In my opinion, she simply despises Ronglan for being mentally impaired and that’s why she allowed others to bully her.”

“She’s utterly heartless.”

The Third Prince sighed again, his face full of concern.

“She probably sees Ronglan as a stain on her reputation.”

As the Prime Minister’s daughter, Gu Yanshuang had grown up proud and arrogant, always looking down on others.

Even he, a prince, rarely received a pleasant expression from her.

After all, his mother came from humble origins.

Could someone like Gu Yanshuang truly accept having given birth to a mentally impaired daughter?

The Third Prince suspected that the only reason she hadn’t strangled Huangfu Ronglan herself was because she feared Huangfu Yi would hold her accountable.

“Your Highness, that child Ronglan truly is pitiful.”

“If you can help her in some way, then please do.”

“Consider it a blessing earned for our own child.”

The Third Prince’s Consort sighed softly.

Her gaze drifted toward the tiny baby beside her.

A sweet milky scent surrounded him.

Her heart instantly melted.

The little one was sleeping soundly.

His face was rosy and healthy, and his tiny hands were curled up like little chicken claws.

The more she looked at him, the more adorable he seemed.

Unable to resist, she slipped one finger into his tiny hand.

The baby seemed to sense her presence.

His eyes cracked open slightly.

Then he broke into a grin and tightly wrapped his tiny fingers around hers.

The Third Prince’s Consort was overjoyed.

“Your Highness, look!”

“Bao’er grabbed my finger! He’s even smiling at me!”

“Really? Let me see!”

The Third Prince hurried over.

The baby noticed his father approaching.

Instantly, the smile disappeared.

He shot his father a sidelong glance filled with disdain, looking completely uninterested in him.

“Hey, you little brat!”

The Third Prince laughed despite himself and picked the baby up.

“You beam with joy when you see your mother, but give me that look when you see me?”

“Are you asking for a spanking?”

The baby yawned comfortably.

Then…

He peed all over him.

“Aaaah! He peed! He peed on me!”

The Third Prince immediately reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

He nearly tossed the baby away in shock.

Fortunately, he still remembered he was the child’s father.

Suppressing his disgust, he carefully put the baby down.

Then he bolted from the room like a gust of wind.

“Someone! Prepare hot water! I need a bath immediately!”

The Third Prince’s Consort hugged her son and watched her husband flee in panic.

She laughed so hard she could barely breathe.

The baby cast a kingly look of contempt toward his father.

Then he turned back to his mother and gave her another mysteriously sweet smile.

After that, he yawned again, closed his eyes, and drifted back to sleep.

What a silly father.

Still… not bad.

At least when he put me down, he remembered to do it gently.