The Farm Girl with a Spatial Ability is Everyone's Favorite

Xu Linyue, who transmigrated from the 21st century, crossed over with a heaven-defying spatial ability, possessing the body of a five-year-old farm girl. She originally thought of just accepting he...

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Jing Chen's face darkened upon hearing this. Fortunately, it was his grandmother who said this. If it was anyone else, he would have kicked them as far away as possible. So he said helplessly, "Grandma, you misunderstood."

The Queen Mother was stunned and said, "Chen'er, what do you mean? Why doesn't Grandmother understand? Didn't you say that the girl was very young?"

Jing Chen patiently explained: "She is ten years old this year, three years younger than me."

The Queen Mother's expression relaxed and she said, "A three-year age difference isn't much, but Chen'er, whose daughter is this?"

Chen Chen said: "Grandmother is not from the capital."

Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother speculated, "Could it be that the food you brought back has something to do with this girl?"

Jingchen nodded slightly.

The Queen Mother said, "Chen'er, since you like her, when she grows up, you can welcome her home and give her the position of concubine."

Jing Chen frowned and said, "Grandmother, I want to marry her as my principal wife, and I don't want to take a concubine."

Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother was deeply shocked and said, "Chen'er, you are still young. There are some things you don't understand. As a royal heir, you still have relationships to maintain. If you only marry one wife, the entire court will have complaints. Do you want the girl you love to be pushed into the spotlight?"

Upon hearing this, Jing Chen paused, his expression complicated. After a while, he said, "Grandma, I understand what you mean. I'm a little tired, so I'll go back to my own bedroom first."

The Queen Mother patted Jingchen and said, "Go!"

Jing Chen stood up and saluted the Queen Mother before turning around and striding away.

"Empress Dowager, the Third Prince is still too young, and some of his ideas are still immature!" said the nanny beside her, then she went around behind the Empress Dowager and gently massaged her.

The Queen Mother sighed and said, "Chen'er's mother passed away early, and he never experienced true maternal love, so his temperament is somewhat lacking. Apart from me, his grandmother, he still speaks his mind, and sometimes his thoughts are indeed a bit extreme."

Gui Ma Ma asked curiously, "I don't know what kind of girl she is. She's the only one the Third Prince wants to marry in his entire life. I'm really curious."

The Queen Mother said, "Chen'er has been a bit picky since he was young. This girl must have some good qualities. It's really hard for a child like Chen'er to be devoted to a woman. When Chen'er figures it out, he'll understand that his actions might harm the girl."

Gui Ma nodded and said, "Although the Third Prince's temperament is a little cold, he is still kind-hearted. He will think it through. Even if the Third Prince insists on marrying that girl, if her family background and status are not comparable, the position of the principal wife will not be easy to sit on."

The Queen Mother nodded, sighed, and said, "It all depends on whether Chen'er can figure it out himself."

Jing Chen had a stern expression all the way. Ye Feng, who was following behind him, could feel his master's emotions fluctuating greatly, but he didn't dare to make a sound to disturb him.

Passing the corner of a corridor, he ran into the eldest prince Ye Feiyu.

"Isn't this Third Brother? I heard that you've been out of the palace for so long and just returned? Hahaha, Third Brother really has a lot of free time! Unlike me, the Emperor, I follow Father every day to learn how to manage state affairs, and I can't rest for a moment!"

The tone was full of boasting and a hint of contempt.

Jing Chen was already in a bad mood and ignored Ye Feiyu's boasting. He pretended not to see him and prepared to walk around Ye Feiyu, not wanting to pay any attention to him.

Seeing Jing Chen ignoring him, Ye Feiyu quickly stopped in front of him and said with a bad face, "Third brother, why are you so anxious? You don't even want to say hello to your royal brother when you see him? Didn't you learn royal etiquette in vain?"

Jing Chen frowned, stared at Ye Feiyu coldly, and slowly uttered two words: "Get out of the way!"

Ye Feiyu felt a chill from being stared at by those calm but cold eyes. While he was stunned, Jing Chen walked past him.

Seeing this, Ye Feiyu's face darkened, and he said in a low voice: "Don't think that you are so arrogant just because of your father's favor. Your father just feels guilty towards Su Qingrou, so he transfers this debt to you!

But this is not a reason for you to be arrogant. My mother is the dignified Empress. After all, your mother is just a concubine, and you are just a concubine's bastard. When you see me, you have no right to act arrogantly with me!"

Jing Chen turned around quickly and said in a cold and emotionless tone: "How dare you mention my mother's name!"

After saying that, he used his luck and internal energy to slap Ye Feiyu.

Ye Feiyu didn't expect Jing Chen to attack as soon as he said so. In the past, no matter how he mocked his third brother, he seemed to be deaf to it. Unexpectedly, he suddenly attacked today.

However, Ye Feiyu had learned kung fu from a martial arts master since he was a child, so he quickly resisted with his palms, and then took several steps backward before being supported by the eunuch beside him.

On the other hand, Jing Chen did not move at all, his eyes looking coldly at Ye Feiyu who was looking incredulous.

"If it happens again, I won't mind destroying you!"

Jing Chen turned around and left after saying this.

Ye Feiyu's expression became more and more ferocious. He couldn't believe that his brother, who was four years younger than him, was so much better at martial arts than him. It must be because he was not prepared and attacked in a hurry, so he was defeated by three points.

"What's the point of a sneak attack? If you have the guts, just fight me openly!" Ye Feiyu shouted loudly.

But Jingchen didn't want to pay any attention to him, turned a deaf ear and continued walking forward.

"Bastard!" Seeing this, Ye Feiyu was so angry that smoke came out of his nostrils. He roared, broke free from the eunuch's hand that was supporting his body, clenched a fist, and smashed it towards Jing Chen's back.

"Master, be careful!" Ye Feng warned and was about to stop him.

Jing Chen had already noticed the sound of breaking air behind him, and his expression was already impatient. He turned around and punched Ye Feiyu. The two fists collided, and Ye Feiyu's body immediately flew backwards. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. This was because Jing Chen's internal force caused internal injuries.

"Prince, how are you? Someone come quickly! Call the imperial physician, quickly, quickly!"

The eunuch following behind was shocked to see blood coming out of the corner of Ye Feiyu's mouth, and hurriedly shouted shrilly to the young eunuch beside him.

The fight between the two princes had already attracted the attention of the eunuchs and palace maids who were passing by. They were all stunned by the eldest prince's miserable injury. It took them a long time to react and they hurried forward to help.

"Master, this..." Ye Feng looked a little worried. Looking at Jing Chen who had been watching all this coldly, he didn't know what to say.

"Let's go!" Jing Chen uttered a word lightly, turned around and left, not paying any attention to the busy figures of the palace maids and eunuchs behind him.

Ye Feiyu stared fiercely at Jing Chen's back as he walked further and further away, his expression gradually distorted.

When the eunuchs saw the eldest prince's expression, they were all frightened and silent, not daring to make any sound.

Before long, everyone in the palace knew that the third prince had injured the eldest prince, and the director of the Imperial Hospital was invited.

"Doctor Wu, how is Feiyu's injury?"

Lan Xianxian was heartbroken when she saw her son lying on the bed with a painful look on his face. Seeing the imperial physician loosen his hand while taking his pulse, she asked hurriedly.