Master Loves His Little Beautiful Wife

Polikor stared at the words on the paper. His eyes seemed to be on the verge of tearing apart. His eyes seemed to be able to devour people, and his heart was burning with rage. He stared at the paper, as if he was going to burn a hole in it.    

He was infuriated. He slammed the paper onto the table with a loud 'Pa' sound. "He dares! I'll kill him!"    

He was just a monk who didn't need anything. Did he think he could open a dyeing shop?    

He doesn't believe that as a prince, if I want to kill him, isn't it just a sentence?    

"Polikor!" Seeing her son impulsively wanting to kill someone, Yinina's heart also jumped in shock. She quickly called out, "Stop right there, come back!"    

"Mother!"    

Polikor was obviously unhappy when he heard that. "My son must..."    

"Shut up!"    

Yinina looked at her own son's useless appearance and felt a sudden chill in her heart. This is the son she's so proud of? Couldn't he calm down in such a small matter?    

It was no wonder that he was inferior to Patrie in every aspect!    

It was also no wonder that all these years, whenever something happened, the king would always let Patrie bear it!    

It was also no wonder that all the officials in Bo Country supported Crown Prince!    

Yinina was so angry that her chest hurt. Her fingers trembled as she held her chest. Her eyes became colder and colder. It seemed that Patrie really could not be left alive. The corners of her mouth suddenly turned into a faint sneer.    

A bald monk!    

How dare he threaten her?    

Even though she was furious, she still felt a slight headache facing her son. She said, "If you kill that bald donkey at this moment, won't you be jumping into the pit?"    

"Do you really think Patrie is a good person?"    

Yinina thought more and felt that the matter was getting more and more complicated, "Anyway, leave the matter of that bald donkey to me. You just have to pretend that you don't know anything."    

Yinina looked up at her son and could not help but hold his hand. She gently patted the back of his hand. "Polikor, I protected you too well. You can't even see through such a simple reason."    

She sighed and felt a little regret in her heart.    

"Mother?" Although Polikor was not smart enough, he was not a fool. Yinina's words were already very clear, "I... I can't be so passive!"    

For the first time, Polikor felt helpless.    

He seemed to have been strangled and could not breathe for a long time. Hatred spread in his heart.    

"Polikor, you have to remember this. Anything that benefits is always a good thing. I'm just afraid that the other party won't be able to get anything. Since the bald monk is greedy, it might not be a bad thing."    

Yinina quickly recovered her senses and the corner of her lips curled up. She once again returned to her aloof and aloof appearance.    

Perhaps it was because Yinina's mood had stabilized, Polikor also heaved a sigh of relief. "Mother, what should our son do?" At this moment, he also understood that he was not capable enough, so he might as well follow his mother in peace.    

Seeing this, Yinina could not help but laugh.    

Her son was the most filial. This was also enough, "You don't need to care about anything. Everything has the support of me, the mother. What you need to do now is to stabilize your emotions. You don't need to care about that bald monk."    

His finger carefully folded the letter that the eminent monk handed over and his lips were stained with a trace of evil.    

Hehe!    

Threatening her?    

In that case, how much ability did she have to deal with that bald donkey!