Chapter 42 Zhao Xihe, come back here!

Out of sight, out of mind. Emperor Jingyuan resigned himself to his fate and took two gulps of hot tea, but ended up choking himself.

Seeing that the imperial physician was finally about to leave, Emperor Jingyuan raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Xihe seemed to wake up from a dream and looked around and said, "Uncle Imperial Physician, remember to boil the medicine! You need to do it every day!"

The smile on Emperor Jingyuan's lips froze as he looked at the little girl in his arms.

Xihe was not affected at all, and said seriously: "From now on, Xihe will come to accompany Dad to drink medicine at this time every day."

"Why?" Emperor Jingyuan's expression had changed from surprise at the beginning to astonishment, shock, numbness and helplessness.

The little girl stood on Emperor Jingyuan and whispered in his ear, "What if Daddy secretly poured out the medicine?"

Xihe laughed like a fox and rolled around in Emperor Jingyuan's arms!

Emperor Jingyuan: “…”

He had actually intended to do so.

His precious daughter must have become a spirit.

Sanping was the closest and heard it clearly, but he tried hard not to laugh.

Every thing has its own nemesis.

Your Majesty has met his nemesis!

The sudden heavy breathing of the three people below reminded Emperor Jingyuan of an unfinished matter.

Emperor Jingyuan looked at the wife of the Marquis of Xining calmly, his eyes filled with coldness. "Sanping, go tell the Marquis of Xining that if there is unrest at home, he can't come to court. When he has dealt with his own affairs, I will allow him to come to court."

Hit the snake at its most vulnerable part.

Whether Marquis Xining can attend court depends entirely on Emperor Jingyuan's decision.

If he fails to deal with the evil that is the wife of the Marquis of Xining, he will have to stay in the mansion as a useless person for the rest of his life.

The wife of Marquis Xining looked as pale as death. This decree was apparently to punish Marquis Xining, but secretly it allowed him to take action against her.

If the home is not peaceful, then what kind of home is considered peaceful? Will the Marquis of Xining divorce her to appease the anger of Emperor Jingyuan?

When Yun thought of the concubines in the mansion who were eyeing her covetously, she felt a chill in her heart.

Emperor Jingyuan clearly did not want to give face to the Yun family or the Queen Mother.

For a moment, Yun felt as if the sky had fallen, and she showed no sign of resistance when being dragged away by the palace servants.

Ping'er seemed to know that she could not leave the Xining Marquis Mansion, so she followed Li Xihong obediently, supporting Li Xihong, who had both hands broken, and slowly walked out.

Don't be afraid. What if the wife of the Marquis of Xining passes away? What if Li Xihong is not the crown prince? As long as the child in her belly is still there, the Li family will recognize her, and her wealth and glory will remain.

Zhao Wanyu suddenly looked up and looked at Ping'er's belly with a smile.

Ping'er covered her stomach and quickly hid backwards to avoid Zhao Wanyu's gaze.

This woman's eyes were so terrifying that I felt that nothing I did could escape her eyes.

Li Xihong couldn't bear it any longer, so he hid his concubine behind him, feeling more confident. "Even if you can't give birth, you can't be jealous of Ping'er's child!"

Hearing this, Zhao Wanyu raised an eyebrow and couldn't help laughing. His laughter grew louder and louder, and his body shook violently. "Jealous of her? Li Xihong, are you crazy? Do you really think you're a piece of cake?"

Li Xihong's face flushed red, and he wanted to tear Zhao Wanyu apart.

Zhao Wanyu laughed enough before asking, "How many months?"

Ping'er didn't know what the other party was going to do, so she just took out the prepared words, "It's been three months, Princess, don't be sad, Honglang didn't mean it, he still loves you in his heart, he..."

"Stop!" Zhao Wanyu suddenly interrupted the other party, too lazy to listen to the other party's singing and acting.

Ping'er had no choice but to shut up in disappointment.

"Three months?" Zhao Wanyu suddenly remembered something interesting, and her eyes finally stopped at Li Xihong. "Then did you know that the person you're talking about is infertile?"

Not long after the marriage, Li Xihong fell ill. Zhao Wanyu was suspicious at the time and found a trusted doctor to check. It turned out that Li Xihong's body had been hollowed out due to years of frequenting brothels and he could not have children at all.

As for what's in Ping'er's belly...

That's really interesting.

Li Xihong was petrified on the ground, looking at Ping'er in disbelief, "This is impossible! This is impossible!"

Ping'er was horrified, clutching her stomach and taking two steps back in fear, refusing to let go. "Your Highness, I know my status is humble, but you can't frame me like this!"

Zhao Wanyu took a sip of tea, showing no intention of defending herself. She waved her hand and said, "Frame you? Do you deserve it? Or do you have confidence in Li Xihong and think I would frame you for him?"

As if hearing something funny, Zhao Wanyu chuckled softly, "Come on, him? I think he's dirty."

Emperor Jingyuan was annoyed and drove away the people from the Xining Marquis' Mansion. He also let the three children go and only left Princess Yuanyang inside to talk.

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Although he said he would not study, Xihe still crammed for a while before the exam.

On the day of the annual examination, Tutor Li was finally no longer blind. His eyes, as sharp as torches, moved back and forth. Xihe couldn't even take a peek, so she had to grind them herself.

As New Year's Eve was approaching, the former court was extremely busy, but Xihe still reported to Yuanyang Palace on time every day and watched Emperor Jingyuan drink his medicine.

"Daddy, I'm here again!"

After three days of exams, Xihe seemed to have lost all the yang energy in his body. His soft face became flat, his eyes were dull, and he spoke weakly, looking like a ghost.

Emperor Jingyuan was busy for most of the day, and his daily happiness came from this.

"It's just an annual exam, is it that serious?"

For Emperor Jingyuan, the annual exam was nothing, it could be done with a hand, so how could he torture his little darling like this?

"As for that!" Xihe fed Emperor Jingyuan a candy as usual, then lay weakly in his arms, sighing, "Fortunately, the exam is over."

Emperor Jingyuan took the bowl of goat milk and fed it to his little daughter spoon by spoon. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Yes, the exam is over. Daddy is waiting for our Xihe's results!"

Emperor Jingyuan was already prepared. As soon as Xihe's results came out, he would bring them to the court and let that group of people see what it meant to be extremely smart!

Xihe choked on a mouthful of milk and didn't dare to look directly into Emperor Jingyuan's eyes.

Come on, her essay was completely nonsense!

Emperor Jingyuan was still immersed in his own fantasy and did not notice that the little daughter in his arms looked as pale as death.

"Dad, well, big brother said he would take me out to play. I'm going to find big brother first!"

Xihe was about to run out of Emperor Jingyuan's arms, but unexpectedly, Emperor Jingyuan grabbed her back.

"Don't worry, in half an hour your brothers and sisters will be here."

Emperor Jingyuan didn't take his little daughter's words to heart, and turned around to bring another plate of snacks.

"Ah?" Xihe pursed her lips, her eyes twitching, as if she was about to burst into tears. "Why are you all here?"

Sanping stepped forward at the right moment and said, "Princess, the National Academy sent someone to report this morning. The exam papers for the previous two days have been reviewed, and today's exam paper will be out around this afternoon. His Majesty summons all the princes to Yuanyang Palace every year to review their work. This is customary."

Two lines of clear tears flowed from Xihe's heart.

What are you doing so actively?

She just finished the exam!

At least let me have a good new year!

Everyone came together, and Xihe finally met the legendary fifth prince Zhao Zize.

As expected, he was as gloomy and listless as the legend said. Apart from the initial greeting, he stayed in the corner without saying a word.

Zhao Zizhe played with the jade pendant around his waist, his eyelids drooping, his eyes full of impatience and boredom.

Xihe looked at Zhao Zize's legs hidden under the blanket and pursed her lips.

Perhaps Xihe's gaze was too hot, and Zhao Zize couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to. When he met the other party's slightly compassionate gaze, Zhao Zize's face suddenly darkened.

Oh, here comes another one.

They all put on sympathetic faces, but who knows how they were mocking him in their hearts, calling him a useless person.

When she suddenly met those eyes, Xihe was frightened by the sinister look in Zhao Zize's eyes.

It was as if a layer of thunderclouds covered the eyes. The wind blew and thunder rumbled, but beneath the turbulent surface was a pool of stagnant water, as if not a single ripple could be stirred.

Zhao Zize sneered in his heart and was about to turn his head when his eyes inadvertently swept across Emperor Jingyuan. There was a hint of obvious hatred in his dark eyes, and he quickly turned his eyes away.

Emperor Jingyuan had lunch with the children, and soon Sanping came to report.

"Your Majesty, the people from the National Academy have arrived and are here to deliver the examination papers to your highnesses."

Emperor Jingyuan became interested and waved for someone to bring it in, looking quite eager to try it out. "Quick! Bring it in!"

As soon as he got it, Emperor Jingyuan began to look for his little daughter's test paper, but was suddenly stopped by a small hand.

Xihe smiled and said, "Dad! Big brother goes first, I'm the youngest, so I'll go last, okay?"

Since she has to die sooner or later, she chooses to die later.

Living longer is a longer life!

Emperor Jingyuan did not suspect anything, so he stopped and started looking at the first picture. "Okay, then Cheng Ning will go first."

Emperor Jingyuan evaluated the performance of each prince in order and asked questions about their weaknesses, including Zhao Zize.

Xihe was holding a piece of cake, hesitating. Half an hour had passed and she still hadn't finished the cake.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was Xihe's turn.

Emperor Jingyuan first looked at the test papers on military strategy and policy essays, and nodded with satisfaction.

As expected of his precious child! Truly brilliant and intelligent! A genius!

Although the brushwork is a bit immature, it already shows its sharpness.

Emperor Jingyuan wanted to hold a court meeting immediately and let Sanping take his precious daughter's paper to show it to the ministers in turn!

Show off well!

“Not bad, not bad!”

Emperor Jingyuan turned around to look for the essay paper. The words of praise that were about to come out of his mouth were suddenly choked, and the hand holding the paper trembled slightly.

Everyone was confused by Emperor Jingyuan's unpredictable expression.

Could it be that my younger sister's literary essay is so well written that the emperor is too happy?

Emperor Jingyuan looked at the paper in front of him and almost couldn't breathe. His head was dizzy. The moment the dizziness disappeared, Emperor Jingyuan's anger reached its peak.

Just when he was about to look for someone, he found that his arms were empty. A little girl moved forward quietly, and just as her hand touched the door latch, she heard a loud shout behind her.

"Zhao Xihe, get back here!"

Emperor Jingyuan was so angry that he even forgot to use his own name.

Xihe: "!!!"

Three words came to my mind.

It's over!

Emperor Jingyuan looked at the poem on the test paper and wanted to curse. If the handwriting was not the same, he would have suspected that someone had replaced his youngest daughter's test paper.

The difference is too big.

Xihe turned around and gave a flattering smile, "Dad, don't be angry, I didn't mean it."

I really can't learn it.

"Shut up!"

Xihe immediately shut her mouth and stood there obediently.

Emperor Jingyuan took out a stick from some corner and walked towards Xihe.

Damn it!

Xihe was horrified and quickly hid behind her royal brothers.

"Daddy, I was wrong. I shouldn't have written that!" Xihe cried with tears and snot, looking so miserable. Her small body hid as nimbly as a fish.

"Shut up! Look at what you wrote!" Emperor Jingyuan just wanted to give his little daughter a complete childhood, so he was determined to catch the man. "That's called nonsense? You must have drawn it with your feet!"

The princes: "..."

Sanping: "..."

You heard it right.

Your Majesty is swearing and cursing!

As the eldest brother, Zhao Chengning had to protect his sister from being caught and at the same time be on guard against any mishaps with Emperor Jingyuan. He was completely overwhelmed.

"Father! Don't be angry, sit down and talk slowly!"

Zhao Siyuan was completely confused, not knowing how a good evaluation could turn into a big battle.

Emperor Jingyuan had amazing fighting ability. Despite Zhao Chengning's obstruction, he still almost caught the slippery Xihe.

Xihe cried even harder and pulled Zhao Zhinan over to serve as a shield.

"Daddy! A gentleman should use his mouth, not his fists! Even if you are a villain, you can't do that!"

After hearing these words, Emperor Jingyuan almost fainted from anger.

Good, good, good!

He is not even a gentleman, he has become a villain!

Zhao Siyuan quickly stepped forward and covered the stupid girl's mouth, gritting his teeth and saying, "Ancestor, please shut up!"

Emperor Jingyuan felt a headache when he thought of the test paper. He made up his mind and reached out to spank Xihe.

Unexpectedly, the little girl dodged like a loach, and the slap fell on Zhao Zhinan, who was caught in the crossfire.

Emperor Jingyuan did not hold back, and Zhao Zhinan immediately let out a terrifying cry of pain!

"Father! You hit the wrong person!"

Emperor Jingyuan: “…”

Damn, I want to hit someone even more!

One person was chasing, the other was running, and the entire Yuanyang Palace was in chaos.

Emperor Jingyuan's fighting ability was amazing. Xihe turned around and hid behind the fifth prince's wheelchair.

Being attacked from both sides, Zhao Zize's expression was stiff and he did not move for a long time.

When Emperor Jingyuan met the Fifth Prince's eyes, they miraculously stopped, looked at him for a moment, and then looked away.

The hope that had slightly welled up in Zhao Zize's eyes disappeared completely in an instant, and he smiled bitterly in his heart.

After all these years, what are you still expecting? How stupid!

Emperor Jingyuan sighed, dragged out Xihe who was hiding behind him, and gave her a good beating.

The little girl cried breathlessly, "Daddy, I was wrong, wuwuwu, please don't hit me! I won't dare to do it again!"

Emperor Jingyuan glanced at him and said, "You don't learn from the good things, but learn from the third brother. You admit your mistakes quickly."

The little girl opened her eyes with her hands and said, "I didn't follow my Third Brother. He went to a brothel... What's that? I didn't go. I'm a good girl."

Zhao Zhinan, who was lying down and was shot, spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Sister, don't talk nonsense, I haven't been there recently!"

Xihe blinked and asked, "So... you were piao?"

Zhao Zhinan: “…”

That’s not the case.