"You are talking nonsense, I clearly finished writing, checked and passed, only then did you allow me to come out." The Young Prince argued with reason.
"Impertinent, is that how you talk to your teacher?" A stern voice rang out.
The Princess Consort kindly advised, "Prince, don't be angry, the princely heir is still young, just a bit playful, you can teach him slowly in the future."
"I dare not do it again." Saying this, he bowed deeply towards Mr. Xu, "Teacher, I am sorry."
Then he turned to speak to his father, "But I really did not lie, father, please believe me." That soft pleading voice, the little expression longing for recognition, stubbornness mixed with grievance.
Just as King Qi was about to ease the situation, he was interrupted by the voice of the Princess Consort.
"Lan'er hasn't lied, could it be that the teacher wronged you? Quickly apologize to your father, it's not a big deal after all."
Yes! Mr. Xu is learned, reputable, how could he possibly frame a child.
