Chapter 27 There are two more men?

Emperor Jingyuan narrowed his eyes, a smile playing at the corner of his lips. He looked at his third son with a half-smile in front of him and asked through gritted teeth, "Oh? Did you take your sisters to Chunfeng Tower?"

Zhao Zhinan knew disaster was imminent, and he knelt on the ground, crying out to the heavens, "Father! I know I was wrong! You are so wise and powerful, please forgive me this time. I just brought my two sisters out to listen to music and relax because they were too bored. I have absolutely nothing else to do with them. Heaven can bear witness, my heart is clear, the sun and the moon can testify, and Father, you see clearly!"

Emperor Jingyuan choked.

Zhao Zhinan looked up quietly, and seeing the gloomy face of Emperor Jingyuan, he lowered his head again. The breeze from the window hit his face, bringing a hint of chill.

"Father?"

Emperor Jingyuan flipped through the confiscated books and snorted, "There are two men's books? And with pictures? Third brother, do you have this habit?"

Zhao Zhinan had a sad face and didn't dare to speak. He felt that his life was over.

"You dare to go to Chunfeng Tower today? Will you have to go to Nanfeng Pavilion tomorrow?" Emperor Jingyuan was so angry that he threw the book in front of Zhao Zhinan, as if he wanted to beat this idiot to death. "How dare you take your sister to such a place!"

When Emperor Jingyuan thought about his little daughter, who was as innocent as a piece of paper, being taken to such a place, he wanted to kill his son.

He raised her carefully for so long, not even daring to get angry, and even more so avoiding killing people, but in the end, she was led astray by her third son, this idiot.

"Daddy, what is Nanfeng Pavilion? Is it fun?" Xihe asked, "Is it like Chunfeng Tower, with beautiful ladies serving wine?"

When Emperor Jingyuan first ascended the throne a few years ago, many beauties were presented as tribute from all over the country, some of whom had special abilities.

Emperor Jingyuan's face turned pale and red, and then red and white. "What did you see?"

Xihe recalled and gestured, "There was a young lady who drank the wine herself and then fed it to another person mouth to mouth. I saw that person looked very happy. The Third Emperor told us that this is called... well, interest!"

The third prince is dead.

Zhao Siyuan quickly covered his sister's mouth and retreated.

Emperor Jingyuan laughed in anger and asked the Third Prince, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, "Oh? So you like this, Third Prince!"

Zhao Zhinan cried out in injustice, "Father, I don't like it! I just took a look, I really don't like it!"

Emperor Jingyuan patted the pile of books and said thoughtfully, "Sanping, go get some paper and pen, get more!"

"I obey your command."

"Third brother, since you like these books so much, then copy them all." Emperor Jingyuan smiled slowly, "Study hard, and then write a review and send it to me."

"Ah?" Zhao Zhinan looked at the pile of books with a dead look on his face.

You can never finish copying this even if you die.

"Copying books or being beaten with a hundred boards, it's your choice!" Emperor Jingyuan's face turned cold.

"Your son will copy it now!" Zhao Zhinan is not a fool. He can still tell which is more serious, the pain in his hands or the pain all over his body.

"Copy it here, I'll watch." Emperor Jingyuan leisurely picked up a cup of tea and savored it carefully.

"Sister, what is Nanfeng Pavilion?" Seeing Emperor Jingyuan's unfriendly expression, Xihe quietly asked Zhao Siyuan.

Zhao Siyuan quickly covered his sister's mouth and began to cry silently in his heart.

It’s not that she doesn’t know, but she doesn’t dare to say it, otherwise she will be the next Third Prince.

The two spoke in a low voice, but it still couldn't escape the ears of Emperor Jingyuan.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he said sternly: "You two get over here!"

Xihe had never seen Emperor Jingyuan look so cold and hard before. She hid behind Zhao Siyuan and moved forward slowly at a snail's pace.

"Daddy~" Xihe smiled ingratiatingly at Emperor Jingyuan.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Jingyuan didn't buy it at all, "Shut up!"

Xihe pouted immediately, looking like she was about to cry, "Daddy is mean to me!"

The tyrant dad is having a seizure again.

Emperor Jingyuan forced himself to look away and put on the look of a stern father. He began to wonder if he had spoiled his child too much.

If she dares to go to Chunfeng Tower today, she'll dare to go to Nanfeng Pavilion tomorrow. Will she drag a man to her and ask for marriage the day after tomorrow? After a while, who knows, she might even have a child.

Emperor Jingyuan's thoughts were jumping, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He picked up the book at hand and threw it in Zhao Zhinan's direction, "What are you looking at! Keep copying!"

Zhao Zhinan, who was implicated, felt very sad.

"Don't cry!" Emperor Jingyuan said sternly, "Don't think I'll let you two go!"

"Everyone must copy the National Academy's rules three times. Start copying now!"

Xihe wanted to act cute to avoid punishment, but Emperor Jingyuan didn't buy her trick at all.

The number of people who were punished to copy increased from one to three.

As the sky was getting dark, the three little men still showed no sign of stopping. After Emperor Jingyuan finished dealing with state affairs, he set up a chessboard and played chess with himself.

Sanping bowed and came in, glanced at the three miserable young masters, then walked towards Emperor Jingyuan, "Your Majesty, a sign has been passed up, asking if you would like to stay with any of your concubines in the palace today."

"No." Emperor Jingyuan didn't even raise his head, staring at the chessboard intently.

Sanping was about to speak but stopped.

Emperor Jingyuan looked up and asked, "Anything else?"

Sanping pondered for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, Concubine Liu wishes to see you and has been kneeling at the entrance of Yuanyang Palace for half an hour."

"Concubine Liu?" Emperor Jingyuan played with the chess piece in his hand, looking at the little girl working hard not far away. A hint of tenderness flashed across his eyes, but was quickly replaced by ruthlessness. "She likes to kneel, so let her kneel until I return to the palace."

The last time the poisoning incident was traced back to Concubine Liu, the clues were cut off. As for the frightened horse incident, on the surface, it was because someone was dissatisfied with Xihe's favor, but secretly, Emperor Jingyuan found something different.

Not touching Concubine Liu now is just waiting for news from the border.

Sanping lowered his head and agreed.

It was already dark, and Emperor Jingyuan would definitely not return to the palace today, so Sanping retreated to make arrangements.

When the second night watchman's call sounded, the two little girls had copied the courtyard rules three times, and the third prince was still writing furiously.

Emperor Jingyuan glanced at Xihe's crooked handwriting and fell silent. "Xihe, you... should learn how to write from your sister."

Even dog crawling is better than what his own little daughter writes. He can't afford to lose face.

Xihe turned away and said, "Father, if you want to praise my sister, then go ahead. Why are you calling me a bad person?"

Emperor Jingyuan laughed and said, "I asked you to learn your sister's calligraphy. Are you still eager to help me?"

Zhao Siyuan suddenly looked up, met Emperor Jingyuan's slightly admiring gaze, and said in a deep voice, "Father."

Emperor Jingyuan nodded and said nothing.

"No way!" Xihe secretly punched Emperor Jingyuan, turned her face away, and got angry.

Emperor Jingyuan pinched his little daughter's round cheeks and then stopped with satisfaction.

Seeing that it was getting late, Emperor Jingyuan looked up and said to the Third Prince, "That's all for today. Go to bed, Third Prince. When you finish writing, send it to Yuanyang Palace tomorrow."

Zhao Zhinan thought he would have to stay awake all night, but unexpectedly, Emperor Jingyuan showed mercy and immediately threw down his pen and went to seek his gentle love.

"Good night, Daddy." Xihe kissed Emperor Jingyuan contentedly and jumped down.

"Well, go to sleep and return to the palace tomorrow." Emperor Jingyuan covered the three children with quilts and left.

Early the next morning, the three cubs were thrown into the National Academy. Emperor Jingyuan turned around, got into the car and left without looking back.

When Xihe went in, Xiao Mingxuan had already arrived.

"Little brother, I'm coming!" The little girl stared at the person not far away with her black eyes and threw herself into his arms.

Xiao Mingxuan smiled and caught the little girl.

Zhao Siyuan and Zhao Zhinan looked at each other and turned their heads away helplessly.

The little girl was nestling in Xiao Mingxuan's arms and talking when she suddenly felt a shadow falling in front of her. She saw Zhao Siyuan sitting down in front of her.

Xihe's smile suddenly froze, and she looked at that place eagerly.

It seems that the book she threw away last time was in this position.

Zhao Siyuan glanced at Xihe with a half-smile, as if he could see what she was thinking, "Did you enjoy throwing away my book?"

I was called to Jingyuan Palace by chance, but I didn't show up and my books suffered.

Xihe laughed dryly twice and quickly handed a piece of the packed cake to Zhao Siyuan, "Sister, don't be angry, don't be angry, eat the cake."

Zhao Siyuan couldn't help laughing out loud. Taking advantage of Xihe's unpreparedness, he pinched her face and then turned away with satisfaction.

Xihe bared his teeth, turned to Xiao Mingxuan and cried, "Brother, my stomach hurts."

Xiao Mingxuan glanced at Zhao Siyuan coldly, then turned around and put on a gentle smile, gently rubbing the little girl's face, "It's okay, brother will rub it for you!"

Xiao Mingxuan suddenly thought of Dahuang. Every time he stroked its fur, it was just as docile and let him do it.

Zhao Siyuan: “…”

Why is this stupid girl acting like a pervert?

Tutor Li's class was as boring as ever. Part of the storybook was collected by Xiao Mingxuan, and most of it was taken away by Emperor Jingyuan. Xihe read the medical book for a while and then fell asleep.

It was a sweet dream, and I didn’t know what day it was.

Half asleep and half awake, she felt someone poking her face. When Xihe opened her eyes, she met Xiao Mingxuan's stunning face.

"Little brother, hug~"

The little girl was sleepy and dazed, and subconsciously leaned into Xiao Mingxuan's arms.

Xiao Mingxuan took the person in his arms with a clear conscience, and brought him closer to his chest. Helplessness was evident in his words. "Okay, I'll hold you."

Zhao Siyuan and Zhao Zhinan, who were standing by, bit their back teeth off.

"Do you still want this sister?" Zhao Zhinan asked.

Zhao Siyuan raised his eyebrows and said, "No, let's go eat!"

You lustful and heartless little bastard, go back and beat her up again!

Xihe slept for another quarter of an hour before slowly waking up. She leaned on Xiao Mingxuan and slowly stood up, but her confused eyes proved that the little girl was still playing chess with Zhou Gong.

Most of the students in the school had left, and only the two of them were left slowly packing up their things.

Xiao Mingxuan asked casually, "You sleep all day, what do you want to learn?"

Xihe's mind hadn't returned to normal yet, and she almost subconsciously replied, "Governing the country."

Xiao Mingxuan paused as he was packing up his books, and repeated with a hint of doubt, "Governing the country?"

Xihe felt as if she was splashed with a basin of ice water. She suddenly woke up with a start. When she thought of her answer, she wanted to die.

In the past, she was a little deity, so she naturally learned the skills of governing a country, but now she is still a five-year-old kid. If others heard what she just said, they would definitely laugh at her conceit.

The little girl started to act cowardly again, refusing to speak a word, her head almost falling under the table.

Xiao Mingxuan sighed and pulled the man out from under the table. "Don't hide. Just don't ask."

Ever since he met this silly girl, he has been sighing more and more often.

Forget it, just learn whatever you want. After all, he is here and nothing can go wrong.

"Really not asking?" Xihe pursed her lips and looked at the other party, still uncertain in her eyes.

"Don't you believe me?" Xiao Mingxuan couldn't help but pinch the little girl's face and asked in a deep voice. If you look closely, you will find the dark color in his eyes.

Xihe suddenly remembered the story of being cut into slices and shook his head quickly.

"Xiao Xi'er, you and I both have secrets that cannot be told, but I hope that what we say is true." Xiao Mingxuan's eyes were unconsciously drawn to the branches outside the window. It was late summer and early autumn, and the edges of the leaves were already turning yellow, symbolizing the year that was about to end. "It's better not to lie to you."

Suddenly, Xihe had an urge to tell him everything. "Little brother, do you have any favorite days or special commemorative days?"

Xiao Mingxuan didn't understand, "Winter, I like winter."

Because the white snow in winter can cover up all the dirt, making this disgusting place wear a mask and hide the scars on the ground.

"Then on a winter day, Xihe will give little brother a gift, okay?"

There was a flicker in Xiao Mingxuan's eyes, with a barely perceptible smile and struggle, which disappeared after a while. After a long time, only a slight "hmm" was heard from him, which was mixed with the sound of the wind and could not be heard clearly.

There was still some tea left in the cup. Xiao Mingxuan took it and drank it all, hiding the smile on the corner of his mouth that he couldn't retract in time.

Just go on like this, tell me everything you know, and then belong to me with all your heart.

Xiao Mingxuan and Xihe rushed to the cafeteria, but were called away by Shijian. Xihe was bored and kicked stones by the lake, waiting for Xiao Mingxuan to come back.

Suddenly, a strong force came, and before Xihe could see who it was, he was pushed to the ground, with his back hit hard on the stone.

This is the third time! Is this ever going to end?

"Hey, isn't this Princess Zhao Yuan? Why did she fall down? She's such a loser, she fell down with just a slight touch."

Xihe looked up and met a pair of eyes full of mockery. The other person looked to be about seven or eight years old. He crossed his arms and looked at her coldly with arrogance on his face.

"Why did you push me?" Xihe didn't remember this person, who pushed her for no reason. "Bad guy!"

"Sister Yun, this little bitch is still asking you?" The woman next to her smiled, covering her lips with a handkerchief.

Yun Yao sneered, "Why push you? You little bitch, it was you who framed my aunt and caused my Yun family to be disliked by His Majesty. You still have the nerve to ask why?"

Aunt? From Concubine Yun's family?

Xihe pursed her lower lip tightly. "It was clearly her who framed me, and Daddy found out. Why does she say it was me?"

Yun Yao suddenly became anxious and went up to push again. Her strength was so great that Xihe was pushed to the edge of the water without her noticing. The mud stained her skirt, making her look dirty.