Children of Loulan

Chapter 419 A loving mother often loses her sons

At this moment, in the palace school, a group of 12-13 year old boys were sitting in their respective seats, concentrating on learning the knowledge in the textbook with the teacher. The teacher looked at this group of energetic children, and couldn't help but feel gratified. They were all energetic, and their eyes were shining with the light of seeking knowledge.

However, when the teacher's eyes turned to one of the seats, his brows slightly frowned. He saw that the seat was empty, with only neatly arranged books left there alone, and the little master who was supposed to sit there was nowhere to be seen. The teacher shook his head helplessly, sighed softly, and continued to concentrate on teaching the other teenagers who were listening attentively.

Then, the teacher gently closed the heavy book in his hand and slowly placed it on the table beside him. He straightened up slightly, cleared his throat, and then said in a gentle but serious voice: "Okay, children, today's class ends here. Today's homework for you is to think about this question - 'What is a country, what is a family?' This is not only a simple question, but also a life topic that requires you to think deeply and feel carefully. In class tomorrow, I will ask you one by one about your views and thoughts on this issue."

When the boys heard the teacher announce the end of get out of class and assign such profound homework, they all straightened their backs and listened attentively.

When the teacher turned around and prepared to leave, they all stood up at the same time and shouted in unison respectfully: "Goodbye, sir!" Only when the teacher's figure gradually walked away and completely disappeared from their sight did the teenagers relax and begin to organize the books and stationery on their desks.

Hawuer quickly put his books neatly into the bookcase and tied the book straps carefully. After finishing these, he walked towards a young man not far away, who was Adi.

Adi is the son of Baixi and Daer. ​​Baixi originally wanted to name the child Azhong, implying that he would always be loyal to little Hawul. However, Keremu thought that this name was not appropriate and that Adi should not be regarded as a slave of Hawul, so he finally changed his name to Adi.

Hawule came to Adi, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly: "Adi, go tell Uncle Wu Wang about the homework the teacher left for you today. Remember to tell him that the teacher will check it one by one tomorrow! Don't forget it!"

Adi looked at Hawuer gently and asked softly, "Your Highness, why don't you go look for the Fifth Prince? I noticed that you haven't looked for him recently."

Hearing Adi's question, Hawule couldn't help but sigh deeply, a trace of worry appeared on his face, and he said slowly: "Alas, recently Great-grandmother Wang's health condition has been getting worse and worse. I am really worried about her, so I spend most of my time accompanying and taking care of her." After that, he shook his head gently, as if his heart was full of worry.

Seeing Hawule so worried, Adi quickly comforted him, "Your Highness, don't worry too much. Look at the weather these days. The temperature difference between morning and evening is particularly large. The Queen Mother is old, so her body resistance is naturally not as good as before. It is inevitable that she will catch a cold. But in my opinion, as long as you take good care of her, I believe that the Queen Mother's health will slowly get better in a few days!"

After hearing what Adi said, Hawule nodded slightly to show his agreement and murmured to himself: "Well, I hope so. I sincerely hope that Great-grandmother Wang can recover as soon as possible... Well, I won't say any more. I have to go over to take care of Great-grandmother Wang first. Adi, you go find Uncle Five!" As soon as he finished speaking, Hawule turned around and left in a hurry. His slightly thin figure soon disappeared in the distance.

Adi stood quietly there, watching Hawule walk farther and farther away. When he could no longer see his back, he turned around and walked briskly in the other direction to look for His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince.

However, just as Adi turned and left, he didn't realize that there were several malicious gazes following him.

They were a few young men with ulterior motives. They stared at Adi's receding back, with cunning and sinister eyes. They exchanged glances with each other, and it seemed that they had reached some kind of tacit understanding through this silent communication.

Then, they were seen walking quickly in another direction, as if they were afraid of missing some important opportunity.

By the way, this fifth prince was the son of Dalan. From the moment he was born, the god of fate had extended a favorable hand to Dalan - she was therefore named the Respected Consort.

Not only that, whether it was the king who was high above, or the mother, Concubine Jing, they were extremely doting and caring towards this precious son.

Perhaps it was because of this excessive love and indulgence that the fifth prince gradually developed an arrogant and domineering personality. In this deep palace, he was simply a lawless little bully, idle all day long, unlearned, and causing trouble everywhere without any scruples.

Even the teacher in the palace who was responsible for teaching the princes to read and write felt helpless and troubled when faced with such an extremely naughty student.

At first, the gentleman still held out a glimmer of hope, and from time to time he would look for opportunities to give advice to the king or Concubine Jing, earnestly persuading them that the fifth prince was extremely talented and very smart, and should concentrate on his studies. If he worked diligently, he would surely achieve great things in the future.

Unfortunately, Concubine Jing didn't care about it at all, and even openly expressed her disgust. She also warned Mr. from time to time, both explicitly and implicitly, not to interfere in her children's affairs. Whenever Mr. heard these words, he shook his head helplessly, and couldn't help cursing in his heart: "Alas, a loving mother spoils her children!"

Therefore, whenever the teacher saw the fifth prince skipping classes and leaving, he would always sigh in his heart involuntarily: "It's such a pity to have such an outstanding child!" However, once the naughty fifth prince succeeded in skipping classes, he would be so naughty and mischievous that it would give people a headache.

He would either enthusiastically fight crickets with his friends, immersing himself in the intense atmosphere of the competition; or he would pick quarrels with palace servants and start fights;

Sometimes, he would sneak into the lake in the imperial garden, roll up his trouser legs and happily grope for traces of fish; sometimes, he would even climb up the tall trees nimbly like a nimble monkey, trying to take out a few cute little birds from the bird's nest to play with.

Adi knew all about the Fifth Prince's habits. Yesterday, someone brought the Fifth Prince a very powerful cricket, so Adi knew that he would not be able to hold back and go fight crickets again. So, Adi went straight to the place where the Fifth Prince usually fought crickets without hesitation.

But something unexpected happened. Before Adi could reach his destination, a group of arrogant teenagers suddenly appeared in front of him and blocked his way. The guy in the lead shouted at the top of his voice: "Hey, who is this? Isn't this the little servant from the prince's mansion? Why don't you stay in the study and learn to read and write? Do you want to learn from our uncle the Fifth Prince who doesn't do his job and go to fight crickets for fun?"