The candlelight flickered in the cold night wind.
A small figure sat at the table, writing furiously.
As I wrote, two lines of tears flowed down my face.
Then the sobbing turned into loud crying.
"What happened?" Qin Nanjing put on her clothes and went out, asking, "Did Chaoxi have a stomachache again?"
"It seems to have come from the Third Young Master..."
Following the crying sound, I found that Rong Yuanyou's room was still lit with candles.
The shadow on the window was wiping tears and writing something.
The servant knocked on the door outside, "Third Master, what happened? Open the door quickly..."
But the silly kid inside was unmoved.
Qin Nanjing called out a few times outside before he opened the door.
His round eyes were swollen into almond shapes.
Qin Nanjing looked at him with great distress, "What happened?"
Rong Yuanyou didn't answer. He hugged Qin Nanjing and cried until he fell asleep.
Rong Baichuan was walking around the room when suddenly he saw the piece of rice paper that was wrinkled by tears.
"A letter of gratitude?"
It was a long and eloquent article, the gist of which was that he felt he was not his parents' biological child, but had been switched with someone else.
Thanks to their education over the years, he will leave on his own initiative after their biological child is found, and will never compete with the real young master for his parents, sisters, brother and younger sister.
And his deep reluctance to leave his family.
Under the letter was a notebook titled "The True Young Master is Reborn: This Time, I Want to Take Everything Back."
Rong Baichuan:? ? ? ?
"He doesn't study well. What kind of nonsense is he reading?"
If it weren’t for the tear marks on the little fat boy’s face.
Rong Baichuan wanted to let him know what "love from an adoptive father" was on the spot!
In order to find out why the little fat boy suddenly went crazy.
The next day, as soon as the court was over, Rong Baichuan rushed to the palace school and squatted on the wall in a rage...
"I want to see which fearless bastard is spreading rumors that Ayou is not my son."
Rong Yuanyou walked in slowly from the gate with a gloomy look on his face, holding the yawning Rong Chaoxi's hand.
Rong Baichuan was surprised: Chaoxi was actually persuaded to come to school?
"Don't be afraid, Third Brother will protect you day and night."
As soon as he stepped into the palace, Rong Chaoxi suddenly became energetic as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
She opened her arms and protected Rong Yuanyou behind her like a hen protecting her chicks.
And right in front of her, a group of children were waiting for her with eager eyes.
"Rong Chaoxi, this princess challenges you again!" Han Yu held the ruler and poked Rong Chaoxi's face again.
"Okay." Rong Chaoxi responded vaguely.
Master Hu's eyes rolled and he immediately stepped forward to ask the competition questions.
"The six arts of a gentleman are rites, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics."
"Yesterday we competed in 'books', today we will compete in 'shooting'."
Master Hu rubbed his hands excitedly.
That’s great. Not only did we get rid of two troublemakers, but we also learned some knowledge.
Just keep competing like this.
Come to the backyard shooting range.
The servant brought out a bow and arrow for children.
After Master Hu finished explaining how to use the bow and arrow, he asked Han Yu and Rong Chaoxi to start the competition.
Rong Chaoxi took the bow in his hand and weighed it.
[It's so light, much lighter than my previous bow.]
Rong Chaoxi's natal magic weapon in his previous life was a bow.
When fighting, they usually use branches to make arrows.
When using your ultimate... use Phoenix Feather.
Therefore, every time there was a fight, the other phoenixes stayed away from her.
Rong Chaoxi gently hooked his hand and pulled the bow to its full length.
Master Hu looked surprised.
Could it be that Princess Chaoyang also has an excellent talent in archery?
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