"..." Fourth Prince and the princes.

As Jiaming lifted the curtain once more, her hand trembled slightly upon hearing and seeing this.

Haha, this Tenth Prince really knows how to talk!

Oh, right, Jiaming couldn't help but let her thoughts wander. This Tenth Prince really likes Xuan'er, and even said that when Xuan'er grows up a bit, he'll take him out to play, teach him to play with a cloth, and teach him to draw a bow and shoot arrows...

It is said that one becomes like the company one keeps. If Xuan'er becomes like that in the future... At this moment, in her mind, the face of the Tenth Prince was replaced by Xuan'er's face, and the Tenth Prince's "good at talking" personality was also replaced by Xuan'er's.

She froze instantly.

No!

While she was filled with worry, Eighth Master, who was always cleaning up after Tenth Master, spoke up, "Fourth Brother, Tenth Brother doesn't know how to speak properly, it's not intentional, he's just too worried about his nephew."

"Exactly!" The Ninth Prince had always disliked the Fourth Prince, and in the past, he would have added fuel to the fire by saying something sarcastic or insinuating to the Fourth Prince.

But right now, his nephew was the priority, and he couldn't afford to continue arguing with Fourth Master. He immediately said to Fourth Master, "Fourth Brother, why don't you just agree to Hongxuan's request!"

The Fourth Prince glanced at the Ninth Prince, then looked up at Hongxuan in the tree and said, "Come down!"

With just two words, a commanding tone, his serious and dark face, and the chilling aura he exuded, his presence was quite intimidating.

Little Hongxuan, perched in the tree, couldn't help but twitch his little bottom; clearly, he had sensed it too.

In the past, whenever Fourth Master acted like this, the little guy would cleverly avoid his sharp edge and act as a good son.

Now he hesitated, thinking that after he went down, his father would have Su Peisheng send him back.

He didn't want to, but he still wanted to go with them.

So, suppressing his fear of the Fourth Master, the little guy made another condition: "Then Xuan'er, I won't go back."