The mistress died of overwork, and after rebirth, she was bad at raising her cubs

Fighting against the Prince's Mansion.

When Huo Zhanting returned to the palace, he saw Shen Qinglan sitting on the swing under the grape trellis, looking at the little ones playing wildly in the yard with a smile on her face.

It was a rare day off today, and Lu Huaizhu was leading the five little ones to play football in the yard.

Lu Huaizhu was fighting one against five, and he had no sense of being a teacher at all, nor did he have any intention of giving in to the children. He just scored goals crazily.

Huo Jingyi watched them lose another game, she stamped her feet in anger, her eyes turned red, she stared at Lu Huaizhu, and accused him in a childish voice:

"Mr. Lu, you have no moral principles! You are so tall and so strong, of course we can't beat you."

Lu Huaizhu looked at the little guys and laughed, then he stepped on the ball and raised his head and said:

"Then didn't I let you fight five against one? You can't win, that just means you are not as skilled as others, right? I think you should just admit defeat and go copy the books."

Huo Jingyi pouted and stared at Lu Huaizhu unwillingly. When she was about to say something else, Huo Junyu happened to see Huo Zhanting coming back. She immediately ran over and hugged Huo Zhanting's legs and said:

"Dad! Mr. Lu is bullying us! Go and help us vent our anger!"

Seeing this, Huo Junyan and others immediately swarmed to Huo Zhanting, surrounded him, and began to complain indignantly.

Huo Zhanting rubbed the children's heads helplessly and said:

"The king is still paralyzed."

Although everyone knew that Huo Zhanting's leg had healed, but playing football in front of everyone? It was too blatant.

The little ones listened with dejected eyes, looking like eggplants hit by frost.

Seeing this, Lu Huaizhu put his hands on his hips and laughed wildly, which made Huo Jingyi cry.

Shen Qinglan glared at Lu Huaizhu helplessly. This cousin of hers sometimes really seemed like a child who never grew up!

Looking at the depressed faces of the children, Shen Qinglan smiled at Huo Zhanting and said:

"There are no outsiders here. You can play with the children for a while since you have some free time."

Huo Zhanting heard what Shen Qinglan said, and he did not refuse immediately, but smiled and said:

"it is good."

The little guys widened their eyes and looked at Huo Zhanting's two faces in astonishment and disgust.

Seeing Huo Zhanting coming, Lu Huaizhu was not worried. He weighed the Cuju on his legs a few times and said arrogantly:

"No one can defeat me today! No one can beat me in Cuju."

Unfortunately, Lu Huaizhu was soon slapped in the face.

Shen Qinglan sat on the swing, with the little ones surrounding her. The one big and five small ones watched Huo Zhanting and Lu Huaizhu competing against each other on the field.

Just as he said, Lu Huaizhu was very skilled in the art of Cuju. Even when facing Huo Zhanting, his skills were still superb.

In fact, Huo Zhanting had no experience with Cuju, so he lost a few goals at the beginning.

But soon, Huo Zhanting seemed to have mastered the method, and the Cuju seemed to have grown on his feet. As he moved around, he scored goals again and again.

The little guys immediately cheered as if they had won the game.

After all, Huo Zhanting is a martial artist, so his physical strength and endurance are naturally better than Lu Huaizhu's.

At this time, Lu Huaizhu was already sitting on the ground, saying:

"No more! You are a soldier who marches and fights, you are strong and skilled, and I am just a weak scholar. Why should I fight with you? It's normal for me to lose."

Huo Zhanting smiled and stretched out his hand towards Lu Huaizhu and said, "Mr. Lu is right."

Lu Huaizhu looked at the hand that Huo Zhanting stretched out to him, snorted, and still grabbed Huo Zhanting's hand, using his strength to stand up.

The little guys had already run up to Lu Huaizhu by this time, and were very proud of themselves:

"Mr. Lu, you lose!"

"We agreed that if you lose, you will take us to the theater."

"That's right! Mr. Lu, you can't cheat."

Huo Zhanting, who had just been praised and admired by the little ones, was now excluded and became a tool.

"Go, go, go! I'm really impressed by you little brats! I'm taking a good vacation, but I have to take you with me! What a sin."

Lu Huaizhu led the little ones away with a long sigh.

Huo Zhanting was both angry and amused when he saw that the little guy who had just been cheering for him had run away without looking back in the blink of an eye. It was as if he was being treated as a tool.

Huo Zhanting turned his head and looked at Shen Qinglan, who was sitting on the swing. She was wearing a plain white dress, with her long hair tied up with only a plain hairpin. She looked simple and elegant. His eyes flashed slightly.

Then, Huo Zhanting dragged his wheelchair and walked to Shen Qinglan with his long legs. Then he sat on his wheelchair and looked at Shen Qinglan with resentment and grievance on his face.

Shen Qinglan looked at Huo Zhanting sitting in front of her with an accusing look on his face, like a big wolfdog, and couldn't help but laugh.

In addition, Huo Zhanting had just finished playing football, so his clothes were a little messy, and his collar was slightly open, revealing his sweaty skin, which added a bit of color to his perfect and handsome face.

Even though she had the most intimate relationship with Huo Zhanting, Shen Qinglan couldn't help but feel her face getting hot, as if she was thinking of the man's tireless appearance at night.

At that time, he was like this now, with a thin layer of sweat and a look of aggression, as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach, making people feel sore in the waist and weak in the legs.

Thinking of this, Shen Qinglan quickly reached out to close Huo Zhanting's collar, pretended to be calm and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off Huo Zhanting's forehead, explaining:

"The children have been studying very hard these days. Today we finally have a day off, so I wanted to ask my cousin to take them out to play. As their father, it is your duty to help them. Don't mind it."

Huo Zhanting did not let go of the discomfort in Shen Qinglan's eyes when he saw his body just now, and his eyebrows were filled with a smile.

Then, Huo Zhanting reached out and took Shen Qinglan's hand, smiled and kissed the back of her hand and said:

"It doesn't matter. I am already satisfied as long as I have the princess by my side."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qinglan glared at Huo Zhanting in reproach and wanted to pull her hand back, but Huo Zhanting held her hand tightly and even gently pulled her.

The next moment, Shen Qinglan was pulled by Huo Zhanting and sat in his arms.

Shen Qinglan screamed, and her waist was already hugged by Huo Zhanting. She looked up with some annoyance and was about to say something, but Huo Zhanting acted as if nothing had happened and told her what happened in the court today.

Shen Qinglan listened so seriously that she ignored the fact that she was sitting in Huo Zhanting's arms.

Shen Qinglan was not surprised to hear that the Eighth Prince was furious at the time.

"The Eighth Prince is impulsive. It's fine when nothing happens, but once something happens, he just can't help himself. But, you asked me to help the Ninth Prince. Are you deliberately trying to anger the Eighth Prince?"

As Huo Zhanting asked, he poured a cup of tea for Shen Qinglan and placed it in front of Shen Qinglan.

Shen Qinglan took the tea and took a sip. The fragrance of the tea filled the air. Then he narrowed his eyes, smiled and nodded:

"In my opinion, whether it's the Fourth Prince, the Eighth Prince, or the Ninth Prince, they are nothing to worry about."

"The Fourth Prince is now at the end of his strength, the Eighth Prince has a hot temper and is useless, and the Ninth Prince only relies on his family background and small tricks."

At this point, Shen Qinglan's eyes darkened and he said, "The one who really scares me is the Queen."

"Queen?"