Extra: The Little Princess's Restoration Life (4)

Wei Ying sat up, lowered her head and wiped the tears from her face.

Xie Zan bent down and looked up at her face. "Oh, you're really crying!"

Wei Ying gritted her teeth, picked up her embroidered shoes and threw them at Xie Zan.

Xie Zan didn't dodge either, allowing the embroidered shoes to leave a shoe print on his face.

With the shoe prints on his face, he approached Wei Ying with a smile, "Stop crying, okay? At worst, the next time you try to stab me, I'll just fight back gently."

"You're a traitor who aided and abetted the evil!" Wei Ying raised her sharp, tearful eyes and cursed him with all she had learned. "You members of the Xie family are so cruel, so vicious, so ungrateful, you all deserve to die!"

Xie Zan smiled even more happily, "Thank you for the compliment!"

"You—" Wei Ying was furious, her eyes sweeping over his body, as if she had found another place to attack. "You country bumpkin! You don't even know how to dress yourself, no wonder the palace maids laughed at you!"

Xie Zan's smile collapsed instantly.

He gritted his teeth, "You can say I'm okay with other things, but you can't call me a bumpkin! When I was in Chengdu, I was very fashionable! The young people in Chengdu all followed my style and fashion trends!"

"Ha!" Wei Ying laughed shortly and mockingly, and then glanced at him aggressively, repeatedly cursing, "Country bumpkin!"

"you--"

Xie Zan pointed at the girl's face in frustration.

Wei Ying did not dodge or avoid. She raised her little face proudly and met his fingertips with the tip of her nose.

Their eyes met.

Each other's stubbornness and paranoia were clearly seen by the other party.

After an unknown amount of time, Xie Zan suddenly turned his face away.

Whether it was out of anger or something else, the boy couldn't hold back his furious expression and could only curl up his thin lips.

…

A month later.

Xie Zan did not restrain Wei Ying. The girl was still as active in the palace as before. She and Pei Lin gathered the orphans of the Wei Dynasty together, and taught them to read and write and familiarize themselves with the history of the Wei Dynasty whenever they had time.

The days are busy and stressful.

Awu, who was killed by the fourth princess, became a rope that tightened the bonds between the young men and women of Wei State. No one mentioned him again, but no one forgot him.

Pei Lin stood in front of the window holding a history book and saw that Wei Ying was becoming more and more taciturn. She was dressed in black and practiced sword in the snow every night, as if she would never get tired.

The cold and murderous sword light was like the sun in the eternal night, illuminating all the orphans of the Wei Dynasty.

Such a peaceful day was broken on a day with heavy snow.

"The fourth princess was assassinated!"

Screams pierced the harem.

The guards were like a surging tide, searching everywhere for the suspected murderer.

In Qixiang Palace, Xie Zan was sitting in the bathtub taking a bath.

Just as he was gazing at the newly purchased brocade robes hanging on the screen, someone suddenly rushed in with a blizzard.

A beautiful and cool little face came into view, and he asked in surprise: "Good boy?"

Wei Ying ignored him and jumped directly into the bathtub.

"Hello--"

Xie Zan quickly covered his body with a towel and stared at the water.

Across the clear water, the girl sat between his legs, hugging her knees, looking up at him.

Xie Zan licked his lips unhappily.

The dog he raised knew to come home after taking it for a walk, but this little girl was obviously his slave, but she had been running away for a long time and had disappeared without a trace. When she finally came back, she looked at him with such a cold look!

The next moment, the guards broke in.

The leader glanced around and said sternly, "We are tracking down the murderer of the Fourth Princess. Have you seen anyone suspicious?!"

Xie Zan raised his eyebrows and understood.

He smiled, propped up his face and said lazily: "You said suspicious people——"

Before he could say anything, the boy suddenly felt a chill under his body.

He lowered his eyes.

Under the water, a cold short blade was pressed against his treasure.

The girl held the short blade, her eyes still cold.

It was as if she was threatening him that if he dared to betray her, she would cut off his treasure.

Xie Zan: “…”

Are all the women in the palace so cruel and ruthless?