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After Su Ruojin and Xiao Yanchu left the Imperial Preceptor's residence, Xiao Yanchu asked, "Ah Jin, is it true that the young Emperor Xiaoyue is not ill?"

It's unbelievable that a seven-year-old child could be so violent, constantly shouting for violence.

Other children might just shout it casually, but Ji Yanzhuo is the emperor. If he wants to kill someone, he really can!

Xiao Yanchu always felt that ordinary children wouldn't be so violent; perhaps there was something wrong with their health.

Today, Su Ruojin met Ji Yanzhuo in person and finally understood why the parents of the children who were chosen to accompany her when she first arrived in Longxiao City were so heartbroken.

Having a master like Ji Yanzhuo, one never knows when they might lose their life.

When he grows up and takes power, it will indeed be a disaster for Xiaoyue.

More importantly, Ji Yanzhuo is not sick, which is the most terrifying thing.

If it's like the child from the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion before, whose psychological problems are caused by environmental issues, it can be gradually adjusted and corrected.

Ji Yanzhuo's behavior was similar to that of the child, but the reasons were completely different.

Su Ruojin shook her head. "He's not sick. He's really healthy, but he's not a normal child."

Ji Yanzhuo was taller and stronger than other children his age. His problem, in Su Ruojin's words from her previous life, was a problem with his chromosomes.

He's such a super-male baby!

However, Su Ruojin didn't know how to explain the chromosome issue to Xiao Yanchu.

Seeing Xiao Yanchu's puzzled look, Su Ruojin thought for a moment and said, "You can understand it as him being a child full of resentment from the moment he was born. He can't control his emotions, is very aggressive and impulsive, and does things without considering the consequences, only following his heart."

If such a child is born and the problem is discovered in time, and he is properly educated, there is still a chance to correct his personality, but it is very difficult.

But judging from Ji Yanzhuo's behavior today, it's clear that his special status and excessive pampering since childhood have only made him more unruly and unruly.

It is extremely difficult to educate a son as a super-strong baby. Empress Wu had finally obtained such a son, and she was so protective of him that she was afraid he would fall out of her hands or melt in her mouth. How could she bear to discipline him?

In this environment, Ji Yanzhuo's temper will only become more and more irritable.

This is something that is congenital, and there is no medicine that can cure it. In addition, since Ji Yanzhuo is the ruler of a country, this harm will be magnified many times over.

"I see." Xiao Yanchu understood. "Then it's a disaster for Xiaoyue if Ji Yanzhuo continues to sit in this position."

Su Ruojin nodded and said nothing more.

What she was worried about was Yanluo. Gao Hongyuan had promised to go and see her, but now that Ji Yanzhuo had caused such a scene, would Gao Hongyuan still be able to remove the curse from Yanluo?

"Run! Run!"

The two looked up and saw several guards leading five children towards them, presumably to be sent to the palace to be Ji Yanzhuo's study companions.

A couple who looked to be in their forties rushed forward and grabbed one of the children, crying and pleading, "Sirs, please release my son! We only had this one son in our old age. We can't live without him, sirs!"

The guard shoved the two men aside. "What are you crying about? It's an honor for you to be able to serve as the Emperor's companions, a blessing you've accumulated over many lifetimes. Get out of the way! Obstructing the officials will land you in jail!"

"Dad, Mom!" A child of about eight years old cried and held his mother's hand.

The guard picked up his sheathed sword and struck the child's mother's hand. "Let go!"

The mother's hand ached, but she wouldn't let go, holding onto the child tightly. "Please, let my child go."

The child's father pulled an old, tattered money pouch from his pocket and stuffed it into the guard's hand. "Sir, please have mercy, this is all the money our family has. Please, have mercy."