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My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!

Chapter 994 - 997: Self-Blame
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Chapter 994: Chapter 997: Self-Blame

"I’m completely at Chen Yi Ling’s command now, and if it weren’t for the sentimentality of our childhood, I would have dealt with them a long time ago," King Qin complained.

Today, Chen Yi Ling acted coquettishly wanting someone to accompany her, so Qin Longyun immediately declared he must stay at home.

He had come to realize that ever since the birth of Qin Mingrui, Qin Longyun had become even more compliant with Chen Yi Ling, turning into a complete henpecked husband.

Alas, it’s a disgrace to men.

Qiao Duo’er pursed her lips and snickered. It really was beneath the War God Prince’s dignity to be sent down to inspect civilian sentiments.

Compared to the battlefield where he can achieve greater things, the Prince likely found domestic life less appealing.

After chatting for a while, Tan Zhenghong came back.

"My wife caught a young wild boar today. Want me to roast it for you?" Tan Zhenghong said smugly.

It wasn’t until after he finished speaking that he noticed the unusual atmosphere in his house that day.

Everyone was on edge, and his wife even had her hair done up in a complex bun. There was definitely something amiss.

"King Qin, I’m sorry, I really didn’t see you just now."

Tan Zhenghong scratched the back of his head.

He was just used to greeting his wife first, and today was no exception.

King Qin waved his hand: "I am not that petty. It’s getting late, I will take my leave now."

In the end, like Qin Longyun, Tan Zhenghong was so devoted to his wife that he was at the point of neglecting friends.

Tan Zhenghong hurriedly tried to persuade him to stay: "It’s nearly noon. If the Prince doesn’t mind, why not have a casual meal here? It’s just some homemade dishes."

King Qin was quite interested in the roast pork that Tan Zhenghong mentioned, so he sat back down in his original spot.

"The suckling pig needs to be marinated with condiments for a long time and can only be eaten in the evening," Tan Zhenghong kindly reminded.

He made it clear to avoid King Qin getting his hopes up too high.

"No worries, I can come back in the evening."

Anyway, he was set on Tan Zhenghong’s suckling pig, and he wouldn’t give up until he had some.

Tan Zhenghong really wanted to criticize King Qin. This feast was prepared for his wife, and yet the Prince just had to meddle. But considering he was the Prince, Tan Zhenghong could only let it be.

Heading to the backyard, he began sharpening the knife for the slaughter.

In the front, King Qin brought up another matter: "I heard that you all want to start a school in the village."

"Yes, but the school was used as a quarantine area during the epidemic, and since people have died inside, it doesn’t feel right, so we thought about selecting another location," Qiao Duo’er said somewhat regretfully.

This meant their plans would be delayed for quite some time.

"Leave this matter to me," King Qin said, slapping his chest.

He thought everyone should learn to read and write, as it would be beneficial for the entire Daxing Dynasty.

However, he noticed that the desire for education was highest in Big Willow Village. If he started a private school here, it wouldn’t take long for other places to follow suit.

Qiao Duo’er did not refuse: "Then I’ll thank you on behalf of the villagers and the Embroidery Lady."

"I hold power in my hands, but I haven’t done nearly as much for the people as you have. I’m really ashamed," King Qin said modestly.

"You’ve been preoccupied with the military affairs at the borders; it’s understandable to overlook other matters."

No one is a deity; it’s impossible for someone to handle every matter perfectly.

What mattered was that King Qin had the right intentions. Qiao Duo’er also understood why Bai Yifan adamantly supported King Qin – because he harboured genuine concern for the people in his heart, and he knew how to reflect on his actions.

If one day he ascended the ultimate throne without forgetting the dreams he had as Prince, politics would likely be much clearer, and the lives of the people would be much better.

After lunch, King Qin took his leave first; he had several more villages to visit.

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