Chapter 72 Killed by His Hand-Chosen Heir

Ji Jinyou saw Shiqi crying miserably, and hurried over to pull him up, stretched out his little arms and hugged him, "Brother Shiqi, are you hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Seventeen raised his hand to wipe his eyes, feeling very aggrieved.

Xiaojiu is obviously his sister, but why does the young master want to snatch her away from him? If the young master wants a younger sister, why doesn’t he ask the third sister to give birth to one for him?

But Seventeen only dared to think about this in his heart and did not dare to say it out loud.

Seeing that Shiqi said he didn't feel any pain but couldn't stop crying, Ji Jinyou felt distressed. She raised her little hand to wipe his tears, then stood on tiptoe to whisper in his ear, "Brother, don't cry. Youyou likes Brother Shiqi the most."

When he heard that his sister liked him the most, Seventeen nodded heavily, with tears still on his eyelashes, but he burst into laughter.

The young master pushed someone down and made him cry. He felt a little guilty, so when Aunt Xiaojiu went to comfort him, he just stood aside obediently.

But when he saw Aunt Xiaojiu actually whispering with Uncle Seventeen, he couldn't help but lean over to eavesdrop out of curiosity.

Good fellow, Aunt Xiaojiu actually said that she liked Uncle Seventeen the most. He immediately refused to do it, sat on the ground, kicked his legs and started to howl: "I don't care, I want Aunt Xiaojiu to like me the most, I want it, I want it, I want it."

Although it was morning, the weather was hot and the brick floor of the garden was already hot from the sun.

The maidservant beside the young prince hurried forward to comfort him: "Prince, the ground is hot, please get up quickly."

It would have been fine if he hadn't said anything. Once he did, the young master got even more excited. He just lay on the ground, spinning around and kicking his legs: "I can't get up, I can't get up, I just want Aunt Xiaojiu to like me the most."

But after kicking twice, he found that what the palace maid said was right, the ground was indeed very hot. He rolled to the grass beside him and continued to kick his legs in circles.

The maid chased after him and tried to pick him up, but the little boy was so fast that she failed several times.

The five-year-old boy was in good health with strong limbs, and it was really painful for him to kick her. The palace maid was kicked on both feet by him, and she didn't dare to help him up. She just bent down and stretched out her arms to protect his head, for fear of bumping into it.

Seeing that the young master's legs were about to leave a shadow, Ji Jinyou's eyes widened and he was completely stunned.

A few days ago, the young master was just pushing Seventeen. When things didn't go his way, he would just stamp his feet and say something harsh. But today he actually did this.

She was talking to Seventeen just now, and she was afraid that this troublemaker might hear her, so she spoke in a very low voice. She didn't expect that he still heard it.

Seventeen had never expected that his eldest nephew would be so unsportsmanlike. He was extremely angry and held onto Nine's chubby little arms tightly with his two little hands, not wanting her to coax the little devil.

Ji Jinyou sighed heavily, took Shiqi's hand, and said in a gentle voice: "Brother Shiqi, can we go and comfort our eldest nephew?"

Seventeen kept his mouth shut stubbornly and refused to speak.

Xiaojiu had no choice but to coax him again: "We are the elders, our eldest nephew is lying on the ground, we can't just ignore him, right?"

The little girl had a baby voice, but she called him "nephew" in a mature manner, just like a little old lady.

Jin Xing and Hai Tang who were standing by wanted to laugh, but the young master was in a bad mood, so they dared not laugh. They could only look at the flowers or the sky, enduring the laughter with difficulty.

When the young master saw that his annoying Uncle Seventeen was holding on to Aunt Nine tightly and refused to let go, he kicked a few times and actually rolled on the spot.

Seventeen was a sensible child. Seeing that the young master was howling louder and louder, he didn't want to cause trouble for Xiaojiu, nor did he want to cause trouble for Concubine Ru, so he nodded: "Okay, let's go and coax him."

Ji Jinyou didn't dare to let Seventeen go to coax the little bastard, lest he kick her. She let go of Seventeen's hand and said, "Brother, just stand here. I'll go and coax him."

Seventeen also knew that the young master didn't like him, so he nodded and warned, "Then Xiaojiu, you better be careful."

The young master lay on the ground, rolled twice, then spun around and kicked his legs, howling while stealing glances at Aunt Xiaojiu. Seeing that they were still chatting, he howled even louder.

The maid who was in charge of looking after him was sweating profusely. Finally, she had no choice but to run to Ji Jinyou and begged, "Ninth Princess, please go and comfort my prince. He only wants you to comfort him."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and in the end he was the one who blushed with embarrassment. His own prince was five years old, and the other princess was only three years old.

Ji Jinyou didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurried over, stretching out his little hand to help him up: "Nephew, get up quickly."

When the young master saw that Aunt Xiaojiu was looking for him, he was afraid of kicking her, so he stopped his legs immediately and dared not kick her again, but he refused to stand up either. He turned his head away proudly and said, "Hmph!"

Seeing that their young master had finally calmed down, the palace maid let out a long sigh and wanted to kowtow to the Ninth Princess to express her gratitude right away.

Ji Jinyou squatted down and reached out to touch the little prince's head: "Yu'er, be good. Auntie likes you too."

"Humph!" The young master was very dissatisfied with this perfunctory statement and turned his head to the other side, "I want Aunt Xiaojiu to like me the most."

Good guy, there are two more most than before.

Ji Jinyou had just said this to Seventeen, so it would be bad to change her mind so quickly. She turned to look at Seventeen with some embarrassment.

Sure enough, the little boy clenched his hands tightly and stared at her closely, with a look of vigilance and grievance, as if he would cry immediately if she dared to change her words.

Ji Jinyou was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do.

The young master howled for such a long time without shedding a single tear. He was used to being domineering and overbearing. She really wanted to slap him twice.

But even though the young master acted like a spoiled brat, it was only because he wanted the favor of his aunt. As the elder, she couldn't beat him.

Besides, the third sister is of noble status. Even if the young master is a bastard, it is not the turn of her, the illegitimate aunt, to discipline him.

But Brother Seventeen was really aggrieved and sad, and she really felt sorry for him.

Ji Jin thought about it over and over again, and was so anxious that he almost pulled his hair, but he couldn't come up with a solution that would satisfy both parties, and he was in a dilemma.

Seeing that Aunt Xiaojiu refused to reply for a long time, the young master kicked his legs and began to spin around and kick again: "I want Aunt Xiaojiu to like me the most."

Naughty kid, you're forcing her to use her ultimate move, right?

Ji Jinyou sighed deeply in his heart, and finally decided to go for it.

She sat down on the grass, then lay down on the ground, and imitated the young master, spinning and kicking her legs. She put her two round fists over her eyes and cried falsely, "I don't want to be with you anymore. I don't want you as my nephew anymore."

This, this, this, how come my young master has also been led astray by the young master? Haitang was stunned and was about to go over to hug him.

Jin Xing was about to move forward, but she saw her young master secretly winking at her. She immediately understood what was going on, and holding back her laughter, she grabbed Haitang and shook her head at her.

Haitang looked at her little master for a while and saw that she was pretending to cry. After a little thought, she understood and couldn't help laughing. She was afraid of being seen, so she covered her mouth to hide her smile.

In Seventeen's heart, Little Nine has always been so sensible, caring for him, praising him, and comforting him. He has always been dependent on her.

But after watching this scene, he suddenly realized something very serious. He was six years old and Xiaojiu was three years old. He was the older brother and Xiaojiu was the younger sister, so he should be the one to coax her.

He hurried over and stretched out his hands to pick up Xiaojiu, but the chubby little girl kept rolling and kicking, and he tried several times but couldn't lift her up at all.

The little boy's face turned red with anxiety: "Xiaojiu, hurry up, I, I won't fight with him, you, you like him the most."

The young master who was still lying on the ground was also dumbfounded. He stopped howling and kicking, and got up quickly, walked to the side of the plump Aunt Xiaojiu, squatted down and coaxed her: "Aunt Xiaojiu, please get up quickly. I don't want you to like me the most anymore, just like me equally."

In the past few days, Ji Jinyou had to coax a brother who was fragile and shed tears easily, and a nephew who was overbearing and making trouble all the time. She was almost exhausted from trying to coax them.

Now that she had already lost face, she thought it would be better to let them experience deeply how difficult it was for her, so that they would not make trouble again in the future.

So, no matter how Seventeen and the young master coaxed her, she just wouldn't get up. She rolled, spun, and kicked...

Over the past few days, the two little boys had never lived in peace with each other, but now, faced with such a difficult situation, they had the same idea as never before and both wanted to quickly pick up the chubby girl.

After several failed attempts, both little boys were sweating profusely.

Seeing that their young master had messed up the little princess like this, the palace maids brought by the young master became extremely anxious and tried to reach out to hug her several times, but the young master refused and insisted that they hold her themselves.

The maid saw Jin Xing and Hai Tang standing aside and watching, so she walked over and asked in a low voice, "Two sisters, what do you think of this? What should we do?"

Jin Xing smiled and said softly, "Our young master has his own plans, so we don't need to interfere."

Success? The maid was confused. What could she do with a three-year-old child? Seeing that the two men were still as unmoved as a mountain, she didn't know what to say, so she had to go back to the children.

The young master said, "Uncle Seventeen, you hold your head and I'll hold your legs."

Seventeen was almost crying with anxiety, and immediately agreed when he heard it. The two of them worked together, each holding one end, and finally lifted the little girl up a little.

Seeing that the two of them could communicate well in the face of difficulties, Ji Jinyou decided to create more opportunities for them. Xiaopang twisted his body and lay back on the ground.

The two little boys did not lose heart and continued to try hard. However, how could a five-year-old and a six-year-old hold a chubby little girl who was kicking and struggling like a loach?

The young master stamped his feet anxiously: "Aunt Xiaojiu, please get up quickly."

Seventeen had never seen Xiaojiu like this before. He thought that he had just made things difficult for her and made her angry. He felt regretful and blamed himself. Tears welled up in his eyes and he sniffed: "Xiaojiu, brother was wrong."

Seeing this, the young master quickly admitted his mistake: "Aunt Xiaojiu, Yu'er was also wrong. Yu'er will never be like that again."

The weather was hot and the little girl was fat, so she was already sweating all over and couldn't kick anymore. She stopped immediately after hearing what was said, but she was really too tired and lay on the ground to take a rest.

Before she could catch her breath, she heard the sound of footsteps running towards her. She turned her head to look, but before she could see who it was, she saw a pair of feet approaching her, followed by a pair of thin but very strong arms that picked her up. When she looked closely, it was actually Little Proton.

Ji Jinyou: “…” It’s a bit embarrassing.

Ever since Ji Jinyou went to the courtyard to learn to read with Xue Yili last time, he has been busy and has not been there since.

Xue Yili waited and waited, but the little princess never came back.

He heard that the little girl had been taking the young master of Chengyang Marquis and the seventeenth prince around the palace these days, so he couldn't help but go out for a walk, hoping to meet them again by chance.

He took Cong'an to many places and finally found the Yu Garden. He could hear the crying of a child from a long distance away.

The voice sounded familiar to him. Cong An said it seemed like the little princess was crying. But he thought about how every time they met, the little princess always behaved dignified and steady. He was absolutely certain that it was not her.

But when he got closer, he saw that it was actually the little princess who was crying and rolling and kicking on the ground. This completely overturned the image of the little princess in Xue Yili's mind, and he almost dropped his jaw in shock.

Then he saw that her two maids were standing there doing nothing, letting the two boys lift her up with great effort. His face suddenly darkened, and he ran over as fast as he could. He pushed the two boys away one by one and picked up the little princess.

After a careful look, I was very surprised to find that the little girl had cried for so long but did not shed a single tear. What was going on?

Seeing her chubby little face flushed and her forehead covered with sweat, he couldn't help but frown, "What's wrong with you?"

Ji Jinyou was held tightly, and suddenly she felt that getting along with the little proton was much easier. She raised her little hands to push the bangs on her forehead to the sides, and shook her head: "It's okay."

Xue Yili didn't know what the little princess was up to, but it was rare to see her, and even rarer to hold her in his arms. He couldn't bear to let her go, so he asked tentatively, "How about you come to my place for a cup of tea?"

Then he added: "It's too hot today."

Then he added: "My place is closer to here."

Ji Jinyou was indeed a little thirsty and a little hot, but there was actually a palace maid beside her bringing tea, or it would be faster to go back to Miaoyunxuan.

But when she saw Seventeen and the Young Master both running behind Xue Yili and waving at her anxiously, motioning her to go down, she suddenly had an idea and decided to go with Xue Yili.

She nodded to Xue Yili and said, "Your Highness, Youyou will go with you."

Xue Yili smiled, picked up the little girl and left, and told Cong'an: "Go back and prepare tea and snacks."

When Cong'an saw his little prince smiling happily, he immediately agreed and ran away first.

Upon seeing this, Jin Xing hurriedly chased after him, while Hai Tang stayed behind to look after the Seventeenth Prince.

The Young Master and Seventeen looked at each other, nodded in tacit understanding, and hurriedly chased after him.

"Aunt Xiaojiu, wait for Yu'er."

"Xiaojiu, wait for your brother."

However, Ji Jinyou did not plan to let them follow her. There was nothing wrong with her interacting with the young proton of Yao Kingdom. She was just a princess anyway, and when she grew up, she would neither be able to enter the court nor go to the battlefield. When he grew up and returned to Yao Kingdom, the two would never have any intersection again.

But Seventeen is a prince, and the system says that he will grow up to be a capable and brave young general. The young prince's grandfather, Marquis Chengyang, and Dayao have fought many wars, so it is better for them to keep a distance from the little proton.

Besides, she left to give them some time alone.

She waved her chubby little hand and hurried them away: "I'm going to have some tea and will be back soon. You don't have to follow me. Just wait for me here. Or you can go back to Miaoyunxuan."

Seventeen always listened to Xiaojiu, and although he didn't want to stay alone, he still stopped, looking upset. It was already annoying enough that the young master was fighting with him for Xiaojiu every day, but why did another one come?

The young master was not willing to obey and ran after her: "Aunt Xiaojiu, Yu'er wants to go with you."

Seeing that he was disobedient, Ji Jinyou pointed at him with her little hand and said in a fierce tone, "Are you going to listen to me?"

The young master didn't say anything, but snorted heavily, ran to Xue Yili, pushed him hard, and flew into a rage, "Where did you come from? This is my aunt, not your aunt, you should return her to me as soon as possible."

Xue Yili held Ji Jinyouwen motionlessly, lowered his eyes, and looked coldly at the angry little boy.

The young master was frightened by his cold eyes and took a step back involuntarily.

But then he thought again, he knew all his uncles, and had never seen this man before, so he probably came from a minister's family. He immediately became emboldened and kicked Xue Yili: "This prince asked you to put my aunt down, are you deaf?"

Okay, come again. Ji Jinyou didn't waste time talking to him, and struggled to get out of Xue Yili's arms, sat down on the ground, and pretended to lie on the ground again.

Upon seeing this, the young master remembered the difficult situation just now and was so scared that he waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't lie down, I won't follow you, I won't follow you."

Ji Jinyou tilted his head and looked at him for a while. When he saw him retreat to the side of Seventeen, he stood up and stretched out his two little hands to Xue Yili.

Xue Yili raised the corners of his mouth high, and immediately picked her up and walked away. Soon he turned a corner along the path and disappeared.

Seventeen and the young master stood there, watching their sister and aunt disappear at the end of the path, both of them hanging their heads in despair.

After a while, the young master looked at Seventeen and asked, "Uncle Seventeen, do you know who that person is?"

Seventeen said: "The prince of Yao country."

The young master snorted: "So he is the little proton. I will break his legs next time."

Seventeen said nothing. He thought to himself that you were so scared that you took a step back, and you even broke someone's leg. He didn't believe it.

The young master also realized that he seemed to have boasted and shook his head in embarrassment.

The two little boys had never been alone together before. They looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment. They just stood there stupidly.

Seeing that both of them were sweating, Haitang suggested, "Young Master, Young Prince, how about we go back to Miaoyunxuan and have some drinks?"

The young master hesitated: "But Aunt Xiaojiu hasn't come back yet."

Haitang advised again: "The Ninth Princess said that we can go to Miaoyunxuan to wait."

The maid beside him also echoed: "Yes, Prince, let's go to Miaoyunxuan, it's closer."

The young prince thought for a moment, then looked at the Seventeenth Prince. After a while, he held his hand and said, "Uncle Seventeen, let's go."

Children's friendship comes so quickly. When Seventeen saw that his eldest nephew actually took the initiative to hold his hand, a smile appeared on his little face. He shook his hand, and the two of them walked towards Miao Yunxuan together.

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Ji Jinyou was carried by Xue Yili all the way to his courtyard. After walking for a while, she had almost slowed down. Fearing that he would be tired, she said, "Your Highness, Youyou can walk by yourself."

Xue Yili felt that he had not hugged her enough and shook his head: "I'm not tired." He liked the feeling of being hugged and was reluctant to let go.

Jin Xing was afraid that he would drop her young master, "Your Highness, how about I let this servant hold him?"

"No need." Xue Yili said, then quickened his pace and walked to the front, fearing that Jin Xing would snatch it from him.

He carried the little princess all the way back to the courtyard and put her on a chair after entering the house.

Snacks and tea were already prepared on the table. He handed her a glass of water and asked Cong An to fetch some water. He soaked a handkerchief and went forward to wipe her face.

Before Ji Jinyou could react, he had already wiped her face, then grabbed her chubby little hands and wiped them carefully, with gentle movements and just the right amount of strength.

Ji Jinyou looked at him and couldn't help chatting with the system: [Everyone, little proton is really considerate. When he grows up, he will definitely be a good father. ]

System: [That’s not necessarily true.]

Ji Jinyou is puzzled: [Why? ]

System: [According to the original plot, he never married or had children until his death.]

Xue Yili was not surprised. After wiping one of the little girl's hands, he picked up the other one and continued wiping.

Ji Jinyou looked at the boy's handsome face and was very confused: [Isn't he the emperor of Yao Kingdom? Is it okay for him not to marry? ]

System: [It doesn’t matter, he hasn’t married yet anyway. ]

Ji Jinyou: [After he dies of old age, who will the throne be passed on to? ]

System: [He didn’t die of old age. Look at what’s written in the synopsis. It says he died at the age of 25.]

Now when hearing news of someone else's death, Ji Jinyou can keep calm: [He died so young, how did he die? ]

System: [Killed by his personally chosen heir.]