She's Only Three, What's With This Villainess System?

[No CP + System Arrives 15 Years Early + Little Lucky Star Gets Pampered + Lighthearted] Jin Lanyue, the beloved treasure of the Northern Marquis' household, binds with a system claiming to be ...

25. I just can't live like this anymore!

25. I just can't live like this anymore!

Jin Lanyue froze, tears of grievance welling up in her eyes: "I didn't..."

Why say that about her...?

The young prince seems to dislike her...

But she didn't do anything wrong...

The young prince straightened his crooked crown and continued his indiscreet remarks: "And you, what's your name, Qu Zijin? Who are you trying to impress with that stern face? I'm calling you Grand Tutor because I respect you, don't push your luck!"

Huh?

Jin Lanyue sniffed and secretly glanced at the Grand Tutor, whose face turned pale with anger.

The young prince then looked at the little princess, his nostrils flaring upwards, and said, "And you! You idiot who can't even read a few words! I was letting you win before, otherwise do you think you could beat me? I could knock you down with one hand!"

Jin Lanyue was stunned, and her tears of grievance slowly receded.

She discovered it.

The young prince couldn't say he hated her; he simply attacked everyone equally.

The little princess's face turned bright red with anger: "Say that again!"

She pounced on him like a little tiger: "You have such a foul mouth! I'll fight you to the death!"

"They've rebelled! They've all rebelled!" Qu Zijin clutched his chest, feeling his vision go black.

The two grappled again, and the fight was intense.

Jin Lanyue stamped her feet in frustration and rushed to stop the fight: "Stop fighting...please stop fighting..."

Before he could finish speaking, the young prince shoved him aside, yelling, "Get out of my way, you brat!"

This push had serious consequences; the little dumpling staggered back a few steps and landed on its bottom.

She froze for a moment, her big eyes quickly filling with tears.

Upon seeing this, the princess was even more enraged: "How dare you push my people!"

She grabbed the young prince by the collar.

Qu Zijin was about to step forward to stop her when he saw Jin Lanyue, who had just been well-behaved and sensible, suddenly wipe away her tears and stand up abruptly.

She rolled up her sleeves, revealing two sections of fair, slender arms, and charged forward with a fierce yet adorable expression: "Don't you dare bully me and the princess!"

...Now look what's happened, the three little devils are all tangled up together.

The princess grabbed the prince's hair, the prince pulled on the princess's hair bun, while Jin Lanyue clung to the prince's back like a little sloth, nibbling on his clothes.

"Stop! All of you, stop!" Qu Zijin's voice changed.

He felt dizzy and his vision blurred.

After studying for more than ten years, he was overjoyed to have adopted the young prince. How could he have imagined that one day he would witness such a chaotic battle in front of the Wenhua Hall? Moreover, it involved the two most honorable children of the court and a famous county princess!

"I...I..." Qu Zijin leaned against a pillar, his other hand trembling as he pointed at them, "I...can't teach you!"

After saying this, everything went black before his eyes, and he actually fell backward.

With a muffled thud, the young Grand Tutor fell straight onto the bluestone slab, his jade crown that bound his hair rolling far away.

"Huh?"

"ah?!"

"Whoa!!!"

The three little ones seemed to be frozen in place. The little princess was still pulling on the little prince's ear, the little prince was clutching the princess's pearl hairpin, and little Jinlanyue was hanging on the little prince's back, pulling hard on his collar with her mouth.

"Grand Tutor, Grand Tutor, you've fallen?" Jin Lanyue spoke first, her childish voice trembling.

"No, really?!" The other two little ones trembled in unison.

"Grand Tutor!" The three children panicked and immediately let go of each other, rushing to help the swaying Qu Zijin.

The three little boys, pulling and tugging at each other, walked up to the Grand Tutor. The little princess suddenly let go of his hands, jumped up, and kicked the little prince: "It's all your fault! You made the Grand Tutor so angry!"

"You were the one who started it!" The little prince jumped up and down in a panic, clenching his fists as if to retaliate.

Just as the two little devils were about to start arguing again, Jin Lanyue suddenly jumped off the little prince's back and ran to Qu Zijin's side.

She nestled against Qu Zijin's chest, her little ear pressed tightly against his chest.

"Little Moon, what are you doing?" The little princess paused for a moment, forgot about the argument, and curiously came closer.

"The imperial physician said that if someone faints, you should listen to their heart to see if it's still beating..." The little dumpling's eyes suddenly lit up, "Thump! Thump! It's beating so fast!"

While the female physician was taking care of Jiang Xiyue at the Marquis of Beiding's residence, she also taught her some things.

The little prince also came over, the three fluffy little heads almost bumping together: "So what do we do now?"

"Pinch the philtrum!" The little princess stretched out her small hand.

"No! I want water!" The young prince turned around to fetch tea.

"Wait, wait a minute..." Jin Lanyue tried hard to think, but couldn't come up with a solution.

The system didn't give her any notification.

— This is probably because Qu Zijin wasn't actually sick, but rather he was so angry that he fainted.

While she was thinking, the little princess had already put all her strength into pinching her philtrum with both hands, so hard that her face turned red.

The young prince had just returned with tea when he tripped over his own feet and fell to the ground with a thud. The teacup flew in an arc, and the tea spilled all over Qu Zijin's face.

"Cough! Cough cough!"

Qu Zijin suddenly opened his eyes and was met with a round face that was inches away from his.

When Jin Lanyue saw that he was awake, she was so happy that she danced around: "He's awake! He's awake! We're so amazing!"

"I'm amazing!" The young prince jumped up. "It was my tea that woke up the Grand Tutor!"

"It's clearly my doing!" the princess argued. "Look, I pinched the Grand Tutor's philtrum until it was swollen!"

Qu Zijin fainted and was forced to turn the machine back on. He was in excruciating pain in his philtrum, his head was fuzzy and he was still a little dazed.

He instinctively braced himself against the ground to get up, when he suddenly felt something wet on his face. He reached down and touched it, finding a handful of damp tea leaves...

He remembered...

He remembered everything!

“You…” His voice was trembling.

He understood perfectly why His Majesty had that expression, and why the prince's former tutor had given up a promising future to retire and return to his hometown...

He understood, he understood perfectly!

Qu Zijin's chest heaved violently.

Now, although he is only in his early twenties, he also wants to retire and return to his hometown.

I just can't take it anymore!

His future is so predictable, so tragic it's almost unbearable!

Qu Zijin got up from the ground.

He's going to see the emperor right now; he's quitting!

He'll pack his bags and leave right now; he won't work another day, no, not even an hour!

As soon as he left the palace, he went to the residence of the Marquis of Beiding to ask if the Marquis of Beiding was interested in hiring him as a teacher.

—Yes, although he doesn't want the little princess and the little prince anymore, Jin Lanyue is still very cute, and he still wants her.

He swayed unsteadily for a while before finally regaining his footing: "Tomorrow I will go and inform His Majesty that I truly do not deserve the position of Grand Tutor..."

The word "Your Majesty" immediately triggered the keywords of the little princess and the little prince. The two little ones' expressions changed and they immediately reached a consensus.

We absolutely must not let the Grand Tutor file a complaint!

"No!" The little princess lunged forward and hugged Qu Zijin's left leg.

The young prince immediately hugged his right leg: "Grand Tutor, we were wrong!"

He said it like that, but a brat is a brat after all, and he secretly pinched the other person's hand while he was talking.

Qu Zijin stumbled a couple of steps after being caught by the two little dumplings, leaving several small muddy handprints on his long robe.

He took a deep breath: "Let go."

"I won't let go!" The little princess hugged even tighter and took the opportunity to kick the prince.

"I'd rather die than let go!" The young prince gritted his teeth and retaliated with an elbow strike.

Qu Zijin watched as the two five-year-olds fought on his lap and laughed out loud in anger: "Is this how you apologize?"

"I can recite the Three Character Classic! Grand Tutor, I've tried so hard, I can recite it now!" The little princess suddenly had a bright idea. "At birth, people are inherently good; their natures are similar, but their habits differ..."

She got stuck halfway through reciting it, so she secretly tugged at the prince's braid.

The young prince, wincing in pain, blurted out, "If not taught, one's nature will change!"

He only realized what he had done after reciting it, and in his anger, he grabbed the princess's hair.

"Waaah... Yue'er can do it too!" Jin Lanyue searched for a long time but couldn't find a place where she could reach it and also hug it.

So she had no choice but to pick up the jade crown that Qu Zijin had dropped, hold it in her arms, and look up at Qu Zijin with longing eyes.

Qu Zijin finally couldn't bear it any longer, squatted down and pulled the two little dumplings off.

She then took the jade crown from Jin Lanyue and put it on her head.

However, his hair was already in a mess, and the jade crown could not be put on for the time being, so it could only be barely secured on his head for the time being.

His black hair was disheveled, his jade crown was askew, and he had never been so disheveled, yet he still forced a show of authority: "Regarding today's events—"