Chapter 46 The Ninth Prince Enters Personal Companionship Mode

Chu Chongjin woke up.

After lying in bed for five days, the Ninth Prince finally opened his eyes.

The method of "dragon and carp sharing the same origin" is extremely dangerous, but also has amazing effects.

Not only did he survive, but his broken leg bone also healed at an incredible speed under the combined nourishment of dragon energy and koi carp power.

After examining the body, Xie Zhiwei was amazed.

"After another half month of rest, Your Highness will be able to walk again."

"It's simply a miracle."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the first thing Chu Chongjin said after waking up was neither concern for his own health nor inquiries about the situation in the court.

He looked at the people gathered around the bed and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Little Yu'er... how is she?"

Yan Ziche sighed and told him the whole story about Mu Yu's blindness.

Chu Chongjin remained silent after listening.

His handsome face, which was already pale, was now as white as a sheet of paper.

He closed his eyes, his long eyelashes casting a shadow beneath his eyelids.

No one knows what he's thinking.

But everyone could sense the heavy sense of self-reproach emanating from him.

It was he who gave her the dragon scales.

It was he who dragged her into this danger that she shouldn't have had to endure.

He owes her.

After a long while, he opened his eyes again.

Help me up.

His voice left no room for argument.

"Your Highness, you need to rest!" Xie Zhiwei quickly advised.

"Help me up," Chu Chongjin repeated. "Go to Xiaoyu'er's courtyard."

No one could dissuade him.

Finally, two Xuanjia soldiers carefully lifted him onto a reclining chair covered with thick cushions and delivered him to the residence of Princess Anguo.

At this moment, Mu Yu was sitting on a small couch by the window, holding the big, fluffy tail of the Tiger King "Big Cat" in her arms, idly tugging at its fur.

She is blind and can only pass the time in this way.

"Ninth Brother?"

She heard a noise at the door and looked in the direction of the sound.

This is the scene that Chu Chongjin saw when he was carried into the room.

The little girl sat in the golden sunlight, holding a huge tiger tail in her arms. Her eyes, which should have been bright and clever, were now empty and lifeless.

Chu Chongjin's heart ached so much that he could hardly breathe.

"Little Fisherman".

He spoke, his voice even drier than he had imagined.

Mu Yu's ears twitched, and a big smile immediately bloomed on her face.

"Ninth Brother, you're awake! Is your leg better? Can you run?"

She bombarded me with a barrage of questions, like a cascade of beans.

As Chu Chongjin listened to her cheerful tone, his heart ached even more.

She's always like that.

No matter what I've been through, my first concern is always for others.

"It's not fully healed yet."

Chu Chongjin was placed on a soft couch next to Mu Yu.

He looked at Mu Yu and said softly, "But soon I'll be able to go out and play with you."

"Oh." Mu Yu nodded, a hint of longing appearing on her face, but it quickly faded away.

"But... I can't see anymore. Even if I go out, I won't be able to see Huahua or the sugar figurine."

Chu Chongjin felt another pang in his heart.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly said to Yan Ziche behind him, "Ziche, go and move all the memorials that the cabinet just sent over here."

Yan Ziche was taken aback: "Your Highness, are you here to handle state affairs?"

"No." Chu Chongjin shook his head, his gaze fixed on Mu Yu. "From today onwards, I will 'read aloud' to little Yu'er."

"Reading aloud?"

The group looked at each other, puzzled.

"She is blind, but her hearing is good."

Chu Chongjin's reasons sounded very plausible.

"Let her hear more about what's happening in the court, so she won't be deceived in the future."

"Moreover, when I read it to her, it also serves as a way for me to review my own political affairs, killing two birds with one stone."

Yan Ziche and Xiao Beichen exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of understanding in each other's eyes.

What is "reading by ear"?

What "reviewing government affairs"?

Your Highness is clearly looking for an excuse to stay by Xiaoyu'er's side all the time.

The idea was to use this method to let her "see" the world again.

Furthermore... he wanted to use her amazing "human lie detector" function to purge the court and pave the way for himself.

His thoughts are so deep, unlike those of a nine-year-old child.

Soon, a thick stack of memorials was brought in.

Chu Chongjin picked up the top book, cleared his throat, and began to read.

"Minister of War Chen Jingming reports: The armor of the soldiers in the capital region camp is outdated. I request that 100,000 taels of silver be allocated to replace it with new armor..."

His voice was clear and pleasant.

The content of the memorials, however, was so dry that it made one want to sleep.

Mu Yu was quite interested at first and sat up straight.

But she started yawning before an incense stick had even burned.

"Ninth Brother..."

She spoke softly, "This Lord Chen, the words he speaks sound so gloomy."

"Moreover, it's a bit sticky, like maltose that's been sitting out for several days."

Chu Chongjin, who was reciting with a serious expression, paused slightly.

He raised his head and looked at Mu Yu.

"Dusty? Sticky?"

“Yes.” Mu Yu nodded. “It just means… he’s not being honest. He said he wanted to get the soldiers new clothes, but I feel like he was thinking of using that money to buy good food and not sharing it with me!”

She used the way she understood best to describe the feeling.

A thoughtful look flashed in Chu Chongjin's eyes.

Chen Jingming, the Minister of War, was a member of the faction of the Third Prince, Chu Huaijin.

The palace coup failed, and Chu Huaijin was imprisoned, but his followers remained.

Chen Jingming's decision to ask for money at this time is indeed suspicious.

Chu Chongjin calmly picked up the vermilion brush and drew a small circle after Chen Jingming's name.

He then picked up the next memorial.

"Zhang Qian, Vice Minister of Revenue, reports: 'The Jiangnan region is severely flooded, and refugees are flocking everywhere. We earnestly request Your Majesty to open the granaries and distribute grain to relieve the disaster victims…'"

"This is good!"

Mu Yu's ears immediately perked up.

"This Lord Zhang's voice is bright and clear, like the clouds in the sky! His words make you feel warm and cozy!"

"Ninth Brother, please agree! Let those who have no food have food to eat!"

A faint smile appeared on Chu Chongjin's lips.

"good."

He put a checkmark next to "Zhang Qian's" name.

And so, an afternoon passed.

Chu Chongjin was reading aloud, and Mu Yu was "listening".

One was analyzing the interests and power dynamics within the imperial court.

A color that distinguishes the good and evil in people's hearts.

The intricate power struggles that the old fox saw were simplified by Mu Yu into two categories: "good people" and "bad people."

She could clearly "hear" who was truly devoted to the country and who harbored ulterior motives.

Chu Chongjin discovered that this was even more insightful than what he had gained from studying political tactics for ten years in his previous life.

He read until his mouth was dry and his throat was sore.

Xie Zhiwei brought over two bowls of rock sugar pear soup at just the right moment.

Mu Yu groped for the bowl, scooped out a big mouthful with a small spoon, and ate with great satisfaction.

She scooped up another spoonful and awkwardly held it to Chu Chongjin's lips.

"Ninth Brother, you should eat too."

Chu Chongjin was taken aback.

He looked at the spoon being offered to his mouth, then at Mu Yu's small face, which appeared unusually serious and even a little adorable because she couldn't see.

He opened his mouth and ate the spoonful of pear soup.

It's very sweet.

It was so sweet it warmed my heart.

Yan Ziche watched from the side, thinking sourly: His Highness's use of the "bitter trick" is truly masterful.

Just then, Chu Chongjin read out an urgent secret report from Jiangnan.

"...In the Mirror Lake area, there has been continuous rain, the lake has overflowed, and many strange phenomena have occurred..."

When the words "Mirror Lake" were read, Mu Yu, who was focused on eating her pear soup, suddenly stopped.

Her little head tilted to the side, and her empty eyes "looked" south.

"Ninth Brother..."

She spoke softly, as if in a dream.

"The waters of Jiangnan...are singing..."

"The singing... was somewhat beautiful, yet also somewhat sad."