Chapter 66 Who just said that I am restless?

"You're asking me to go to the palace alone again. Jing Siye, no matter how deep your love is, it still can't withstand setbacks."

Wang Zhiyan's chest rose and fell violently, her hands clenched tightly, and she said bitterly,

"As long as I am here, no vixen can live in this palace."

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Nangong Ling brought Zhu Wenqin all the way to Chilianya.

During the journey, Zhu Wenqin struggled and resisted desperately, kicking his legs and yelling curses. Nangong Ling was annoyed by the noise, so she simply pressed his mute point and tied his hands with a rope.

Seeing that there was no hope of breaking free and having exhausted all her strength after a lot of struggling, Zhu Wenqin simply gave up struggling.

The carriage bumped along the bumpy road, making a creaking sound. Zhu Wenqin felt dizzy, her eyelids became heavier, and soon she dozed off.

When he woke up again, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar place.

"Qin'er, are you awake?"

A deep and familiar male voice sounded in her ears, and Zhu Wenqin regained consciousness instantly. She sat up in shock, her eyes wide open.

"uncle?"

“…Is it really you?”

Zhu Wenqin didn't quite believe her eyes and subconsciously reached out her hand, wanting to touch the person in front of her to confirm whether all this was a dream.

"Yes, uncle, this is Chilianya."

Li Xiao nodded slightly, took a step forward and shook the hand that Zhu Wenqin extended.

Then he bent down, picked up a glass of water on the stone table next to him, and handed it to Zhu Wenqin.

Zhu Wenqin took the water, gulped down a few gulps, moistened his dry throat, and asked impatiently:

"Uncle, why are you with the leader of the Chiming Cult?"

Li Xiao: "It was the prince and him who saved me...and Rui'er." There was a hint of emotion in his voice, as if he was recalling that thrilling experience.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Wenqin quickly looked around and asked anxiously:

"What about the third prince?"

"The third prince was afraid that you would be hungry when you wake up, so he cooked porridge in the kitchen." Li Xiao's mouth corners raised slightly, revealing a gentle smile.

"Third Prince...cook porridge?"

Zhu Wenqin's face was full of surprise. He could not associate the Third Prince with the image of cooking porridge in the kitchen.

Li Xiao smiled and explained patiently: "Well, we cook for ourselves since we came here." His tone revealed a special kind of warmth.

"Nangong Ling abused you, but he didn't even provide you with a servant?" Zhu Wenqin frowned, feeling aggrieved.

"Of course not, Ruier wanted to eat the food cooked by his uncle, and now he wants to learn how to cook."

As he was speaking, footsteps were heard from outside the door. Jing Sirui came in with a bowl of steaming porridge. His hair was a little messy, but his face was full of smiles.

"Mr. Zhu, you must be hungry. Have some porridge first. The kitchen is cooking pork elbows."

His tone of voice was sincere and kind, making people feel like they were in the spring breeze.

Zhu Wenqin was so surprised that she was speechless: the third prince actually learned to make soup, no wonder her uncle liked him.

I heard that the third prince was born to a palace maid and was not liked since childhood. And my uncle doesn't mind this, which shows that he is indeed an extraordinary person.

Thinking of this, Zhu Wenqin slowly lowered his head, his eyes full of loss and self-doubt. His eyes fell on his hands, and he thought to himself that he really had no skills.

What happened this morning came back to his mind.

Zhu Wenqin's eyes soon became tearful and her vision became blurred.

Li Xiao had been paying attention to Zhu Wenqin's every move. Seeing that he was not doing well, he was filled with worry and asked with concern:

"What happened to Qin'er?"

Zhu Wenqin sniffed.

"fine……"

"You were hurt by your master." Nangong Ling's voice with a hint of teasing floated in from outside the door.

"Master Nangong." When Jing Sirui saw Nangong Ling coming in, he quickly stood up and nodded politely.

Nangong Ling waved her hand casually and said, "No need to be polite."

His eyes swept over everyone in the room, and finally landed on Zhu Wenqin. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he continued,

"Look at how well behaved the Third Prince is. Unlike you, you are restless all day long..."

There was a hint of teasing in his tone, deliberately teasing Zhu Wenqin.

"Master Nangong,"

Li Xiao felt unhappy when he heard Nangong Ling's words. Even though the other party was his savior, he could not allow him to hurt his nephew with words.

"Qin'er is at an innocent age. I think there must be some misunderstanding between him and the prince."

Zhu Wenqin could no longer suppress her inner sadness at this moment. Tears were already falling down her cheeks like beads that had broken off the string, and her shoulders began to shrug slightly.

Seeing this, Jing Sirui hurriedly sat down next to Zhu Wenqin, patted his shoulder gently, and comforted him:

"Mr. Zhu, my second brother is not the kind of person who changes his mind every day. Please tell me what happened."

Zhu Wenqin choked up and sobbed:

"It's nothing. Maybe I'm overthinking it, but... Qin'er is really upset."

Nangong Ling folded his arms across his chest, leaning against the door frame, with a playful smile on his face, and said:

"How about Guard Zhu not return to Zhaonan Mansion and stay in Chilianya? I will definitely not make you sad like the King of Zhaonan did."

Zhu Wenqin raised her head, glared at Nangong Ling, and said:

"Who just said that I'm restless?"

Nangong Ling shook her head, her smile growing wider, and said:

"This is how I like you."

Li Xiao sighed helplessly, looked at Nangong Ling and said:

"Master Nangong, please stop teasing him."

Then, he turned to Zhu Wenqin and said earnestly,

"Qin'er, listen to your uncle and go back and explain things clearly to King Zhaonan."

Zhu Wenqin sniffed, raised her tear-stained face, looked at Li Xiao, and said aggrievedly:

"Uncle, it's not that Qin'er doesn't believe in the prince, it's just that sometimes I feel like I'm really useless and I'm afraid that my relationship with King Zhaonan won't last long."

"When I was a kid, I was always punished by my teacher. A few days ago, I wanted to learn some self-defense skills, but when I started practicing, I found that my body couldn't handle it at all."

"Now, the Queen Mother is back. I heard that she attaches great importance to the royal heir. I don't know what kind of situation she will face."

Hearing this, Jing Sirui smiled and said to him, "Mr. Zhu, don't think too much. I will take you around Chilianya these few days. Let General Li take you to practice in your spare time. If you are interested, you can also learn a few dishes to cook for my second brother. My second brother will definitely like it very much."

Zhu Wenqin woke up from her dream: "Okay, thank you, Third Prince."