Wang Youcai has an underbite, with a protruding chin and forehead. He is not tall and has a round body.

His teeth weren't very straight either; they were crooked and uneven, like straw that had been chewed by a dog or swept away by a strong wind, and his mouth couldn't quite cover them.

These teeth are like naughty children, struggling to jump out of their mouths.

Despite his unremarkable and even somewhat ugly appearance, Wang Youcai was full of wicked ideas.

He walked to the side of the Right Wise King, and as he walked, the wicked thoughts in his belly swayed with his movements.

"Your Highness, the failure of this assassination attempt may not necessarily be a bad thing."

"Sir, what insightful opinion do you have?" The Right Wise King squinted his small eyes, sniffed with his hooked nose, and kept having a runny nose because of the recent cold weather.

He stroked his sparse beard, his eyes shining as he looked at the round, short strategist Wang Youcai beside him.

"The fact that His Majesty suddenly appeared and risked his life to save Consort Nan when she was in trouble is enough to show His Majesty's affection for her." Wang Youcai narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows.

With this movement, the features on his face twisted even more.

“In this way, the king will have a weakness, and we can easily manipulate him in the future.” Wang Youcai stretched out his palm and clenched his fist.

“Yes, what you say makes sense.” The Right Wise King nodded.

"Get out! You should thank the master. If it weren't for his advice, you would have died ten thousand times over!" The Right Wise King kicked the kneeling general on the ground again.

"Thank you, Your Highness! Thank you, sir!" the general said repeatedly, scrambling out of the bedchamber.

"Since this plan has failed, we must find another way."

"Sir, please tell me." The Right Wise King sat up straight, looking very interested.

“Your Highness, I may not be very talented, but I do have a plan.” Wang Youcai’s eyes darted around.

“Yun Mohan, the Prince of Jin of Nanyang, was previously driven out of the capital by the Emperor of Nanyang.”

"He's been exiled to the northern frontier, a harsh and cold place. I'm sure the Prince of Jin will harbor resentment towards the Emperor of Nanyang. Perhaps we could try to bribe him..."

"Lure them with benefits..."

"Yes, what you say makes sense. I have been so busy today that I did not even think of such a person."

"Your Highness's reputation is so great that you have to work hard on everything, big and small. If I can share your burden with such a small matter, it would be my honor."

"Um."

"I've been holed up in this Western Capital for far too long!"

"I shall set off for the capital. It is time for me to meet that arrogant brat!"

...

As autumn fades into winter, the rain in the sky slowly turns into white snowflakes.

The roof tiles inside the palace were covered with a thick layer of white snow, and the palace paths were also piled with snow that the palace servants had swept up.

Apart from the red of the palace walls, the entire palace was shrouded in a layer of silvery radiance.

The palace servants, dressed in thick cotton-padded coats and felt hats, were busy everywhere, fetching charcoal, tending stoves, and collecting thick clothes and quilts. For a time, due to the change of seasons, the palace was bustling with people coming and going.

Inside the Fu Shuang Palace, Yun Duoduo has grown quite a bit, and so has Jin Zhuangzhuang.

Sun Huohuo also looked much stronger.

Yun Duoduo looked at Sun Huohuo beside her, feeling curious. His father had left him in the palace for several months now, so why had he never seen him?

What a poor child.

"Erhuo, do you miss your dad?" Yun Duoduo raised her chubby little hand and patted Sun Huohuo's shoulder.

These days, Sun Huohuo accompanies her to get up early every day to practice horse stance. The weather is getting colder and colder. After practicing every day, she has to drink a big bowl of spicy and hot ginger soup to prevent catching a cold.

It must have been really tough on Sun Huohuo.

Her brothers would occasionally accompany her to practice martial arts, do horse stance exercises, and chat, but they were all inconsistent and none of them consistently spent time with her every day.

[It seems the eldest, second, and third princes planned it all out: the eldest prince would be on duty at the beginning of the month, the second prince in the middle of the month, and the third prince at the end of the month.]

However, she was content with having Sun Huohuo accompany her during her daily martial arts practice, her brothers by her side during meals, and Jin Zhuangzhuang by her side when she slept.

Outside her bedchamber, three handsome men from the F3 group were protecting her safety. Thinking about it that way, life was pretty good!

"Father?" Sun Huohuo frowned.

Seeing Sun Huohuo's expression, Yun Duoduo was afraid he would ask, "What is a father?!"

"Duo'er, I'm hungry!" Sun Huohuo didn't answer Yun Duoduo's question, but looked at his slightly bulging belly.

"Your belly is so big." Yun Duoduo placed her hand on his belly.

"No drum, no drum, Huo Huo, go to the yard and pick a couple of vegetables."

It's the dead of winter now, and there's hardly any food left in the courtyard. It's just that towards the end of autumn, the palace maids and eunuchs dug up some easy-to-transplant fruits and vegetables, roots and all, and moved them into the warm house.

However, when Yun Duoduo went to check on those fruits and vegetables, they were all drooping and withered. Those transplanted halfway through probably wouldn't survive for many more days.

Sun Huohuo, rubbing his belly, strode confidently to the vegetable garden in the north courtyard. Seeing that the garden was bare and covered with a thick layer of snow, he was stunned for a moment. Then, he rubbed his round head, walked to the small house behind the side hall, pushed open the door, and saw the green vegetables inside.

He squatted down, grasped the vegetable root with his right hand, and forcefully pulled at the stem with his left. "Hmm?!"

He tried to pull, but the vegetable root wouldn't budge. Frustrated, Sun Huohuo released the root, casually tore off two leaves, and ran back to his bedchamber.

"Duo'er, here you go." Sun Huohuo solemnly placed two vegetable leaves, which looked like they had been chewed by a dog, into Yun Duoduo's hands.

"This, this is the vegetable you picked?" Yun Duoduo looked at the two vegetable leaves in her hand, which were barely enough to fill a tooth gap.

[Wow, I've never seen vegetables picked like this before.]

"I need water!"

"Wow, pulling vegetables is so tiring." Sun Huohuo wiped his forehead, but Yun Duoduo could see that there wasn't a single drop of sweat on his head.

Yun Duoduo was completely speechless. If Sun Huohuo went to the harem and became a concubine, she would definitely survive for many episodes.

This ability to put on airs and manipulate people seems to be something you're born with, you don't need to be taught!

Seeing Sun Huohuo's condition, Ah Xiang quickly brought him a bowl of sweet soup.

"Thanks."

Sure enough, the squeaky wheel gets the grease.

"I'm scared!" A small flying insect landed on Sun Huohuo's arm. Startled, Sun Huohuo dropped the soup bowl, grabbed Yun Duoduo's arm, and hid behind her.

As soon as Sun Huohuo made a move, the little flying insect vanished without a trace.

"Don't be afraid, you're a man, you're strong!"

"No, I'm not strong enough. Only strong people are strong."