Chapter 7 Little White-Eyed Wolf

In the dim light of dawn, a large number of guards suddenly rushed into Yanfang Pavilion and tied up all the servants in Zhao's courtyard without saying a word.

Zhao hurriedly climbed up from the couch, not caring that her clothes were in disarray, and grabbed the leader and refused to let go.

"These are all servants of my Zhao family. Their indentures are not in the palace. What happened that made you want to arrest them?"

"Let go! Don't delay us from doing our job!" The guard pushed Zhao to the ground with a cold face, and left with his men without looking back.

Zhao lay on the cold ground, full of fear. Could it be that her crime of harming that little bastard had been exposed?

No, no no no…

She shouldn't be so nervous. She is the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Even if someone betrayed her, as long as she denied it, no one could do anything to her!

Things have become so serious, could it be that the little bastard is already dead?

Yes, that must be the case...

That's how it should be. It's enough for Prince Qing's Mansion to have only one princess, Yan Yao!

Now that everyone in her yard has been taken away by the guards, it will probably not be long before the prince summons her, right?

Zhao sat up quickly, her eyes gradually lit up, and she became excited.

She has lived in Prince Qing's Mansion for four years, and His Royal Highness Prince Qing has never looked at her straight in the eye... She must take this opportunity to make the prince remember her!

Thinking of this, Zhao hurriedly got up from the ground, not caring about the cold water in the room, and hurriedly washed and dressed herself.

She had just finished dressing herself and was stroking her cheek in front of the mirror, feeling sorry for herself, when the aunt in charge of Prince Qing suddenly pushed the door open.

"Your servant Chuntai greets Miss Zhao. His Royal Highness Prince Qing is anxious to see Miss Yan Yao. Please lead the way."

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Zhao's eyes were filled with confusion. She didn't notice at all why the servants who used to respect Yun Yanyao as the princess suddenly changed their address to her daughter, Miss Yanyao.

She frowned slightly, thinking that since the prince wanted to investigate the murder of the little bastard, shouldn't she be the one he wanted to see?

Could it be...

Could it be that after the death of that little bastard, the prince, in his grief, finally remembered that he had a daughter in his harem?

Zhao was ecstatic and touched her chest excitedly.

If her Yao'er could win the favor of His Royal Highness Prince Qing, wouldn't it be a natural progression for her to become the Princess of Qing and live with him until old age?!

Humph! Then, let's see how those people who used to despise and abuse her will become jealous of her and cling to her!

Thinking of this, the uneasiness that had been lingering in Zhao's heart instantly disappeared.

She adjusted her hair in front of the mirror, stood up proudly, and walked towards Yun Yanyao's room while shaking her handkerchief.

That artificial twist of the wrist with every step, how could she look like a lady from a noble family?!

"Good Yao'er, get up quickly. Your father misses you and has sent someone to pick you up!"

Yun Yanyao, who was in a bad mood because the room was cold, sat up suddenly when she heard the words, and then rolled to the ground.

She rushed into Zhao's arms like a little cannonball, hugged the woman's thighs, looked up and asked excitedly: "Mother, does father really miss Yao'er?"

"Of course it's true!" Zhao smiled, her eyes curved, and gestured for her to look into the courtyard. "Yao'er, did you see that maid? She's your father's most trusted maid. She came personally to take our Yao'er to see him!"

Yun Yanyao stretched her head to take a look at the person who came, and was almost frightened to tears. She immediately turned her head away in disgust, "Mother, she is so ugly. I'm scared. I don't want her to do my makeup for me!"

Faced with the other party's undisguised disgust, Chuntai's face remained expressionless, showing no emotion.

She glared coldly at the mother and daughter in the room and said in a deep voice, "The prince is waiting in the medicine room. Time is running out, so there's no need to wash up."

"How can that be?!" Yun Yanyao immediately exploded, tugging at Zhao's hand and shaking it, "Mother, Yao'er wants to look beautiful when she goes to see father. Can you help Yao'er wash and dress for her?"

"Okay!" Zhao gave Chuntai a stern look, picked up her daughter and walked towards the dressing table. "Let's dress up beautifully and then go see our father."

It’s hard to persuade the damn ghost with kind words, Chuntai was too lazy to say anything more.

Afraid that His Royal Highness Prince Qing would change his mind if he waited too long, Zhao acted very quickly, but that did not prevent her from dressing Yun Yanyao up like a beautiful butterfly.

Not only was the little child dressed in gorgeous clothes and wearing two gold necklaces, but her head was also covered with jewels so heavy that she couldn't even lift her head.

Just as Zhao was filled with joy and walking towards the medicine house holding Yun Yanyao's hand, little Tangbao had his finger cut by the old eunuch who was delivering the imperial eunuch.

There was no way. His Royal Highness Prince Qing’s face was as black as the ash at the bottom of a pot. The imperial doctors were all old and frightened to death. No one dared to step forward... The people in the palace were waiting to hear the news. If he didn’t go to hell, who would?

However, even though he was an old man who had served Emperor Liang for decades, he was still frightened and confused by Prince Qing's intimidating aura.

The old eunuch was so nervous that he accidentally cut a little too deep. Little Tangbao immediately pulled his hand back subconsciously...

Prince Qing saw this and was instantly enraged. He kicked the man out without caring whether the man was a close friend of the Emperor or not.

Eunuch Shen fell to the ground with a cry of "ouch" like an old turtle. He didn't get up for a long time and no one dared to go forward to help him.

Seeing this, Xiao Tangbao didn't care that there was ointment on his feet, and slipped to the ground.

She staggered to the old eunuch's side, hugged his arm and helped him up, looking up and blaming herself: "Grandpa, don't be angry with Uncle Prince. It's all Tang Bao's fault. Tang Bao shouldn't have hidden just now."

Eunuch Shen's eyes instantly turned red, and he thought to himself that in his entire life, no child had ever been willing to get close to him.

He couldn't even imagine that one day he would hear a child sincerely calling him "Grandpa"...

"Why is Grandpa crying?" Seeing that the other party was in pain, Tang Bao's little face also wrinkled.

She glanced at the candy she had been holding in her hand, and reluctantly stuffed it into the old eunuch's hand, "Grandpa, don't cry. Uncle is bad. Tang Bao will help Grandpa beat Uncle."

As she said this, she actually ran up to Prince Qing, stretched out her little hand and pretended to hit the man twice.

The man's eyes widened in shock...

In the mind of this ungrateful little wolf, he is not even as good as an old eunuch he just met?

Really...

There is no floor heating in this room, how can she run around the room barefoot?

That’s all!

He was just about to tell her to go back to the couch when he saw the little girl not only winking at him but also making two "whoosh" sounds where she had touched her.

This little thing is so cunning!

Everyone around her was impressed by her cuteness and couldn't help but smile.

The hostility in Prince Qing's eyes dissipated a lot in an instant, and the corners of his mouth showed a slight upward trend.

He motioned the old eunuch to come forward and carefully dripped Xiao Tangbao's blood into a bowl of water. He then cut his finger and dripped a drop in.

The imperial doctors looked at each other and hurried forward in small steps.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the blood drops in the bowl...