The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

Huo Zhenyi wanted to refuse, but looking at Huo Mingheng's fair and tender face, he finally agreed.

Xi Jingwen happily agreed and took her grandma and maid down to get ready.

Watching her leaving back, Huo Zhenyi thought of Huo Mingheng's seemingly complaining words just now. He wanted to explain something, but he couldn't.

Those things are not something a ten-year-old child can understand.

It's just that his other two sons are still young, and their talent in learning is not as good as this eldest son.

No matter how much he was partial to them, the two not-so-excellent bastards would not be able to catch the eye of those famous families in Kyoto.

What's more, he can marry the legitimate daughter of a powerful family in the future, while a concubine can only marry a concubine.

The entire responsibility of the General's Mansion had to be handed over to the eldest son in the end. He just hoped that the grievances of the previous generation would not involve his children.

Xi Jingwen must have some sense of propriety. Don't teach your best eldest son to end up hating his younger brothers and sisters. Not only will he not take care of them, but he will also suppress them in various ways.

Huo Zhenyi couldn't eat this meal very well, but Xi Jingwen was so happy that she kept picking up food for him, even forgetting about Huo Mingheng's son.

Seeing them like this, Huo Mingheng couldn't help but feel funny.

After finally sending everyone away, Xi Jingwen looked at him and wanted to accuse him, but thinking of what he had just said for her, she finally suppressed her dissatisfaction.

"Brother Heng, I can't describe to you the pain of being my mother, but you have to know that in this world, if you don't fight, you will be stepped on by others. My mother has no ability, so I have to rely on you. You don't have to worry about hating me now. It doesn't matter if you blame me, I'm doing this for the good of our mother and son." Xi Jingwen spoke with sincerity.

But Huo Mingheng held the teacup and sipped it gracefully, without even looking at her.

Fortunately, Xi Jingwen had long been accustomed to his appearance, so she only said a few more words before leading the others down.

This time she sent a little maid, who looked very well-behaved and was no more than two years older than Huo Mingheng.

Although Xi Jingwen was afraid that her son would be exposed to women too early, which would mess up his temperament and hurt his body, those servants had no weight in his eyes and could not do anything for her, so he had to compromise and replace her with a maid. Come.

She didn't believe that her son could do anything to such a cute and well-behaved little maid.

But after all, Xi Jingwen didn't understand her son at all.

In Huo Mingheng's eyes, men and women were all the same as long as they interfered with his eyes.

What's more, they were ordered by others to deliberately approach and please themselves.

The little maid didn't know if she was too cowardly, but she asked Huo Mingheng for a favor, but when he glanced at her coldly, she knelt down on the ground tremblingly in fear.

But Huo Mingheng never glanced at her again and sat down in the yard with the scroll in hand.

Time passed slowly, and after a long time, the voice of a frivolous young man interrupted the tranquility in the courtyard.

"Mingheng, your mother is actually willing to use a maid for you?" The young master slowly walked in while shaking his folding fan.

That dandy look made people want to kick him in the butt to make him stand up straight and walk properly.

"He's just a servant, it's the same as anyone else." Huo Mingheng said casually, turning the pages of the book leisurely.

"Yes, you are still young and don't understand things between men and women." Gu Junyu nodded and sat across from him, "But for such a cute little maid, how can you bear to let her kneel like this?"