Divine Doctor Mommy Is A True Big Shot-Chapter 66 - Dugu Wus Soul Interrogation

“I only lost the use of my legs, my eyes are not blind.”

Dugu Wu turned to leave,

Feng Zao was his eyes; what happened in the Princess’ Mansion he knew all too clearly.

“Ah Wu, even if you don’t care about me, you should care about our child. Xiao Xiu has also eaten raw fish, and Feng Bailing, knowing there was a problem with the raw fish, deliberately concealed it. She clearly has malicious intentions to harm us all.”

Nalan Yan’er blocked Dugu Wu’s path, her pair of children as precious to her as her own eyes, but she disdained to plead with Feng Bailing.

“Do you care about them? Do you tell them stories before bedtime?”

Dugu Wu looked up, his blue eyes deep, his brown eyes profound.

Confused and perplexed, Nalan Yan’er didn’t understand why Dugu Wu would suddenly ask such a question.

Xiaojin and Xiao Xiu had each their own nursemaid to look after them since they were young; she had never heard of such a bedtime story.

Not just her, which of the Prince’s children wasn’t likewise?

“Will you sing lullabies to them?”

Nalan Yan’er was rendered speechless.

Her singing voice was enchanting, and she knew how to play various ancient tunes on the lute, but what were lullabies?

The old Dugu Wu would never ask such incomprehensible questions, this must have been said by Feng Bailing.

Nalan Yan’er couldn’t help but feel a chill in her heart.

She and Ah Wu were ostensibly close at hand, yet she felt the distance between them growing.

“If the Crown Princess Consort has nothing further, I’ll take my leave.”

Dugu Wu lowered his eyes, concealing the darkness within.

Before Nalan Yan’er could come back to her senses, Dugu Wu had already disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Although Feng Bailing didn’t have much of a reputation for integrity, she wouldn’t stand by indifferently if an innocent child were in trouble.

The spring’s riotous bloom was lively, but Dugu Wu’s lone figure in black looked so bleak.

Nalan Yan’er bit her lip, the taste of fresh blood spreading in her mouth.

“Crown Princess Consort, you agreed to pick up the Imperial Grandson today; at the year-end monthly examination his highness has once again taken first place.”

Her personal maid stepped out uneasily, softly reminding her.

Mention of her son Dongfang Jin brought a renewed joy to Nalan Yan’er’s eyes.

Ah Wu didn’t care about Xiao Xiu, probably because she was a daughter, but Xiaojin was a different story. He was a boy, who had excelled in both literary and martial skills from a young age, far outshining the wild child Ah Wu had picked up in the Imperial College.

“Go to the Imperial College.”

Upon leaving the Imperial Palace, Nalan Yan’er resumed her role as the illustrious Crown Princess Consort.

The Da Chu Imperial College is the highest place of learning that students in the Great Chu yearn for. It’s open only to the children of officials of fifth-rank or above and accepts child students from the age of three.

Since the late Emperor’s reign, in order to recruit a broader array of talents, the age and recruitment range have been relaxed. Aside from the Royal Family and officials, commoners and even foreign students are allowed to enroll if they pass the entrance exam.

It is situated on the outskirts of Chu City, some distance away from the bustling downtown, offering a tranquil environment amid the commotion.

Unlike Yuxiu Academy, the Imperial College never stops teaching even in the depths of winter, taking a break only for five days during the New Year.

At this time, the ginkgo trees at the entrance of the Imperial College are decked with fan-shaped new leaves that flutter in the wind.

Today coincidentally is the spring entrance day, with some new students arriving by carriage or on foot, gathering outside this dream institute.

Among them, a tiny figure appeared particularly out of place in the crowd.

“He” had a small topknot hairstyle, wore a loose-fitting blue robe, and had chubby cheeks that were red and plump. “He” must be the youngest child student at the Imperial College.

While other students were either carried by family members or attendants, “he” too had a small basket on his back, toddling along with his short legs, wobbling along with the basket, making one anxious that “he” might get crushed by it.

Approaching the entrance of the Imperial College, “his” large eyes shimmered like glass marbles.

Xiao Pang wiped the sweat from his forehead, Feng Xiaoli looked up at the tall steps ahead, her little mouth pouting greatly.

Had she known, she would have never agreed to fill in for Dachun at the Imperial College.

Dachun was a distant relative of Chun Liu.

He was also Feng Xiaoli’s good friend. Dachun, a highly intelligent child, was accepted into the Imperial College last year and began his studies there this spring.

He visited the Princess’ Mansion to see Feng Xiaoli, which was on the way.

But after arriving at the Princess’ Mansion and enjoying some tea and pastries, Dachun suddenly turned red all over and started suffering from diarrhea. Chun Liu and the others were terrified.

The doctor said Dachun got peach blossom dermatitis from pollen and needed more than ten days of rest.

Dachun immediately started crying, saying that if he didn’t report to the Imperial College today, he wouldn’t be able to enroll.

While the adults were worrying about the situation, Dachun secretly told Feng Xiaoli that “wealth lies within books,” implying that the Imperial College had lots of delicious things to learn, and Feng Xiaoli, upon hearing this, insisted on going to the Imperial College.

Chun Liu tried to talk her out of it, but Feng Xiaoli was adamant, and since Chun Liu couldn’t find Feng Bailing, left with no choice, she had to send Feng Xiaoli over.

Just as they arrived at the entrance of the Imperial College, Chun Liu was stopped outside.

If only Father were here right now.

Feng Xiaoli patted her pitiful little legs and muttered that if she could hang onto Father’s long legs, she could have easily gone up.

Muttering to herself, she turned her eyes full of anticipation towards the entrance.

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Just then, someone came in.

It was Father’s presence. Feng Xiaoli kicked out her little legs and, with a dash, flung herself toward the dark silhouette like an octopus.

Chun Liu couldn’t follow inside, but Feng Zao was always by her side.

He was also responsible for the safety of the Princess’ Mansion, which implicitly meant protecting Princess Feng and Feng Xiaoli. With Princess Feng not around, his task was to look after Feng Xiaoli.

He never expected Feng Xiaoli to run off to the Imperial College.

This little lady was just like a mini version of Princess Feng, always acting with impetuous fervor, yet without the same abilities as Princess Feng. It seemed that she was about to stir up serious trouble. It would be best to notify the Lord as soon as possible to come and pick her up.

“These two, how did they happen to meet?”

Feng Zao usually remained unflustered in the face of surprises, but even he was momentarily confused upon seeing whom Feng Xiaoli had embraced.