Most importantly, he had snatched her son the moment she arrived.
This…
"I'm afraid you'll have to wait another two years. He can't even talk right now." Mo Qian'er was naturally happy that someone liked her son, and furthermore, it was also her master's child.
"There's no need for him to talk. I can communicate with him through our eyes. He said that he's happy to play with me. The weather outside is pretty good. Let's go play on the ice. It'll be fun on the frozen lake…"
The crown prince talked to himself.
Crown Prince Lu snorted. What was going on? Why was there a kid who was even more unbelievable than he was? He was clearly younger, but could already talk and walk. It was a blow to him.
He had thought that someone like him who was smart and understood things since he was born was already a life cheat.
In the end, there was someone who was an even bigger cheat than he was.
Making comparisons was odious.