The Whole Dynasty is Without Heirs, I Am the Only Seedling

【Slightly metaphysical + gossip, group pampering, refreshing novel】Three-and-a-half-year-old Tang Bao is the true county princess of Prince Qing's manor, brought along by her mother after r...

Chapter 25 She doesn’t want to be the emperor!

Chapter 25 She Doesn’t Want to Be the Emperor!

Yun Yanyao: "Sister Yihe is me..."

Yun Yihe: “…” Such a familiar voice?

After staring at the little beggar in front of her for a long time, she finally recognized him and nodded in disbelief.

Yun Yanyao let go of her hand and without bothering to talk to the other person, she quickly picked up all the remaining cakes on the ground and put them in her arms like treasures.

She was so hungry that even if the servants gave her some leftovers, she didn't dare eat them because she was afraid someone would poison her.

"Sister Yao'er?" Yun Yihe was shocked. "How did you end up like this?"

"Even if you're not Uncle Qing's biological child, how could they not even give you food in such a huge palace?"

Yun Yanyao, who was gulping down water, was suddenly stunned when she heard this...

How does this loser know that she is not Prince Qing’s child?

Could it be that everyone knows that she is the daughter of a criminal slave?

How can this be possible...

She doesn't admit it! She doesn't admit it!!

Yun Yanyao's eyes were filled with fear, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

After putting down the cup tremblingly, she felt her head swelling and she could not even stand steadily.

All those ideas she had spent hours thinking about and rehearsing over and over again, about getting Yun Yihe to join forces with her to kill Tang Bao, suddenly became unspeakable.

Because her identity has been exposed, it won’t work!

Damn it!!

"Sister Yihe, you have to be careful of Tangbao. She is narrow-minded and very bad!" Yun Yanyao said with a worried tone.

She touched her increasingly shriveled belly and looked at Yun Yihe with tears in her eyes: "Sister Yihe, Yaoer doesn't want to starve, and Yaoer doesn't want to die even more."

"Yao'er only asks sister to help Yao'er invite Tang Bao to the west side of the lotus pond. Tang Bao likes lotus flowers, and Yao'er wants to kowtow to her there and swear that she will never compete with her for the favor of His Royal Highness Prince Qing, nor will she covet anything in Prince Qing's mansion."

She was crying, but she had already made new plans in her heart...

As long as this piece of trash could trick Tang Bao into going to the Lotus Pond, she would be sure to kill her and put all the blame on this piece of trash!

"Sister Yihe, can you help Yaoer once? Just this once! Yaoer begs me, sister!" As she said that, she knelt down towards Yun Yihe.

Yun Yihe's heart skipped a beat and she hurried down to help her.

Even if she is not the daughter of Uncle Prince Qing, she is also a child of the Zhao family. Her mother told her to spend more time with Sister Yan Yao.

"Sister Yao'er, hurry up and get up. I'll help you!"

"Thank you, Sister Yihe. Yao'er doesn't want to be seen making a fool of herself, and she doesn't want anyone to say bad things about Sister Tangbao because of me... Can you please not tell anyone that Yao'er was here?"

Yun Yihe pursed her lips and nodded vigorously, as if she felt the same way.

After watching Yun Yanyao leave through the window, she threw the handkerchief in her hand directly into the charcoal stove.

That annoying guy must have known that what he did was wrong and felt guilty, so he gave her the handkerchief!

She doesn't want it!

When she returns to the palace, she will definitely sue her!

But now...how can she help her sister Yaoer and invite Tang Bao to the lotus pond?

Yun Yihe lay back on the couch and fell asleep while thinking.

On the mountain, after everything returned to calm, everyone stayed awake until dawn.

"Your Majesty!"

"Shh-"

Chengfeng glanced at the little princess who was sleeping restlessly in Prince Qing's arms and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, perhaps because we were afraid of startling you, we have not brought many people. They are all archery experts with good light skills from the Internal Guard."

"Eight were killed, leaving only two alive. Their bones are still tough. My subordinates are still investigating them."

"Hmph..." Prince Qing sneered with a gloomy face. "Since he can mobilize the people from the Internal Security Department, the person behind this must be my uncle who is the emperor?"

He handed Tang Bao to Cheng Feng and turned to go into the woods.

In the past, she was his father's concubine, and now she was his daughter. He wanted to ask in person whether the dog emperor really couldn't tolerate them?!

A quarter of an hour later, there was a wailing sound in the depths of the forest.

Little Tangbao, who was trapped in a dream and was being spanked on the hand by a female ghost in red for not giving a proper salute, was suddenly startled and shivered.

She suddenly realized that she was in a dream... She began to fight back desperately.

[Were we discovered?] The red-clothed female ghost was so angry that she felt like going crazy.

Each of these people was more murderous and violent than the other. She had finally taken the opportunity to enter Princess Zhaoning's dream, but was interrupted just when she was about to talk about the most important part. It was really hateful!

The female ghost in red had an obsession. She always thought that she was the best teaching nanny in the palace, and she felt that her death was unjust.

She regarded Tang Bao as the key to unraveling her heart knot. Only by teaching her well and gaining the approval of the Heavenly Family could she let go of her resentment and willingly report to the underworld.

In the dream, she tried to comfort Tang Bao and tell him to continue studying, but the little guy flipped the table and roared, "If you dare to pester me day and night again, I will lock you in my Qiankun bag and make sure you can never come to me again!"

The female ghost in red was so scared that her eyes dropped out and she ran away trembling.

Xiao Tangbao finally freed herself from the sleep paralysis. She breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed her eyes with her little hands, and opened her mouth to look for her father, "Uncle Chengfeng, where is my father? Did he go to see the ancestors again?"

"I won't look for it anymore!" A voice came from far away. It was the voice of Prince Qing.

He walked out of the woods angrily and ran straight to Tang Bao.

"......?" Tang Bao was completely confused.

Why not find something spicy? How terrifying is this bare mountain? There are no other graves around. How lonely must our ancestors be?

Prince Qing took Xiao Tangbao and carried her down the mountain.

Tang Bao looked at the scattered arrows and bloodstains on the ground and asked timidly, "Daddy, since we're here, why don't we look for Grandpa again?"

"Let's not look for him yet!" Prince Qing said helplessly, "Let's go back to the palace first. When you sit on the throne, follow the green smoke rising from the old ancestor's grave. Maybe Dad can find him without any effort."

Didn’t the dog emperor believe the deduction of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory and firmly believe that Tang Bao is the bloodline of the Heavenly Dragon who can change the destiny of Daliang, and wanted to kill the little thing... Then he would help Tang Bao kill him first!

"Does making a dragon throne mean that Tang Bao will become the emperor?" The little guy was stunned for a moment.

She was immediately unhappy.

If she becomes an emperor, she can’t go out and play casually. She doesn’t want to be an emperor!

"Daddy, don't wait until it smokes and gets hot. Let's look for it carefully!"

"Next time! Go back home first!"

He was indeed thinking about his father, but he had been enduring it for so many years. Since it was a test, he had to be sensible.

And last night, he checked the little girl's injuries while she was asleep. Not only were her palms covered with wounds from being hit by stones, but her knees were also bruised.

Her wounds hadn't fully healed yet, and now she's injured again!

Blame him. Even if the current situation is not suitable for taking the little one to the porridge stall, taking her to the market is fine!

Anyway, he'll go back today, he still has things to do...