Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter - C.301 - 299: The Little Prince Who Doesn’t Want to Grow Up_1

Chapter 301: Chapter 299: The Little Prince Who Doesn’t Want to Grow Up_1

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“Xuan’er, have you ever thought about how anxious they would be if they cannot find you? How worried the two Masters would be if they know you slipped out secretly? How scared the maids who serve you in Stellar Pavilion would be when they find that the little master is missing?”

Su Qingluo looked straight into the Little Prince’s eyes, with heartfelt concern and a tone of instruction. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

“You are a prince. Your identity and position mean that you cannot be as capricious as a child from an ordinary family. Your every word and action may have unpredictable consequences.”

“Xuan’er wants Sister, Xuan’er wants to be with Sister, Xuan’er doesn’t want to go to school alone.”

Recently, the Little Prince’s mood had been somewhat depressed.

The closer to seven years old he got, the more anxious and irritable he became, and after being suppressed for too long, he was on the verge of erupting.

At this moment, with a trigger, he finally vented his emotions.

Big tears dripped from his eyes, and the little guy cried heartbreakingly with a tender little voice, gasping for breath.

Ye Xue’e was stunned by the sight of his tears, rubbing her handkerchief, heartbroken.

“Qingluo, Xuan’er is still young, what does a six-year-old child know? Hurry up and comfort him; if he cries any longer, he’ll lose his voice.”

“Ah, Aunt Xue, I didn’t say I wouldn’t go to school with Xuan’er. I was just delayed with something.”

Su Qingluo was unaware of the Little Prince’s hidden worries.

No matter how clever she was, she could never imagine that the underlying reason for the six-and-a-half-year-old’s panic and anxiety was that he didn’t want to grow up.

In his impression, the age of seven was an insurmountable boundary.

Once his seventh birthday passed, he would no longer be able to cling to his sister without restraint.

In his subconscious, it was as if he had been abandoned, and the sky was about to collapse.

In the three years that had passed, Su Qingluo had doted on him and protected him like a beam of light in the darkness, shielding him from any harm.

Now, this light was about to disappear as he grew up.

He could not accept it no matter what.

If Su Qingluo had known that the Little Prince, who was crying his heart out at this moment, was suffering from anxiety about growing up, she would have prescribed the right remedy, and the problem would have been solved.

Unfortunately, she was at a loss at the moment, not understanding what was going on.

She also didn’t know how to comfort him, so she could only rub her forehead with a headache, enduring inexplicable gazes from all sides, and giving a wry smile.

“Xuan’er, be good, don’t cry anymore. Sister will take you home for dinner, and after dinner, Sister will send you back to the side residence.”

“No, I don’t want to go back to the side residence. I want to be with Sister. Wherever Sister is, I will be there.”

The Little Prince was still crying pitifully, and his hoarse voice made people’s hearts ache.

“Qingluo, do make a promise first and then try to comfort him so he stops crying for the time being.”

Unable to bear it any longer, Ye Xue’e whispered softly, “Don’t go home for dinner; just eat here with Aunt Xue. Xuan’er’s eyes are swollen from crying. It wouldn’t be appropriate to let others see him like this.”

“Alright, thank you, Aunt Xue.”

Su Qingluo took out a handkerchief from her embrace and wiped away the Little Prince’s tears, feeling very tired.

“Xuan’er, be good, don’t cry anymore. Let’s leave it at this for today. In the afternoon, Sister will let Brother Meng go to the side residence and ask for leave for you from the two Masters. Sister will tell them that you are here. Is that alright?”

“Mm-hmm.”

The Little Prince nodded his head with a sniffle, his breathing still intermittent and not very smooth.

“Let’s go. We’ll stay at Aunt Xue’s room for a while.”

Su Qingluo let out a sigh of relief, and holding the hand of the little ancestor, she turned into Ye Xue’e’s side room.

“Roar.”

Huya roared softly and followed, lying down at the door of the room.

Ye Xue’e asked her maid to bring some water to wash the Little Prince’s tear-streaked face and hands, and then they waited for dinner to be served.