The next day, Xie Chang'an still entered the Wenhua Hall right on time, but unlike his usual leisurely demeanor, his steps were particularly heavy and his expression was extremely tired.
The saying goes, "Father's love is as deep as a mountain."
The father is ruthless in training his six-year-old son, seemingly without any concern that he might ruin him.
In order to meet his father's requirements, he almost exhausted the last bit of strength in his body, and in the end, his father had to lift him onto the carriage to go to the palace.
The moment he stepped off the carriage, his legs went weak and he almost fell face-first to the ground!
"Xie Chang'an, didn't you take leave yesterday to pick up your father? Isn't it a joyous occasion for your father to return home? But why do you look like you've been drained dry?" Yun Shu leaned closer to Xie Chang'an, looking him up and down, and after a long while, asked in shock.
What kind of insolent and lewd words are these?
Xie Chang'an almost couldn't resist slapping Yun Shu's chubby face!
Xie Chang'an was somewhat absent-minded throughout the morning reading session.
Yesterday, after the welcoming banquet, the old lady kept my father behind for a private talk. He wanted to go with her, but because the swelling on his face hadn't subsided, my grandmother forcibly took him away to see Mr. Li.
No one knows what the old lady said to my father last night. This morning, before dawn, my father dug him out of bed and began the inhumane training.
Has Father forgotten that he is only six years old, a premature baby with a weak body, and even had a high fever a while ago?
At this moment, Xie Chang'an felt that his future was bleak.
Not only did he have to undergo intense training, but he also had to come to the Eastern Palace as a study companion!
Being a study companion is one thing, but he also has to contend with the Jiang family!
Why does he feel that being reborn, at the age of six, is almost more tiring than when he was emperor in his previous life?
Since his rebirth, Xie Chang'an, feeling the urgency of the impending execution, did not try to hide himself and revealed too many flaws in front of the old lady.
He thought the old lady must have already guessed something, otherwise she wouldn't have given him a group of people and the power to command the palace guards on the day he became the prince's study companion.
He was only six years old, yet the old lady gave him such power, and since then, she has never questioned anything he did, trusting him completely.
Our ancestors were wise, their wisdom accumulated over the years, a testament to their wisdom. Their presence was like a pillar of stability in the sea.
He was genuinely curious about what the old lady had said to his father that led his father to train him in this way. Could his father accept a son who wasn't quite pure like him?
Although Yun Shu's description of Xie Chang'an sounded a bit strange, it was very apt; Xie Chang'an did indeed look like he had been drained of all his energy.
However, Ye Jingchen was very familiar with Xie Chang'an's condition. Wasn't this exactly the same as Xie Chang'an's condition after a day of classes and a night run?
It's not exactly the same, but he couldn't bear to put himself through the same ordeal as Xie Chang'an.
However, Xie Chang'an had never been like this before. But as soon as Xie Shaoling returned home, he looked like he had been drained dry. Could it be that the person who 'drained' him was Xie Shaoling?
Would a normal father be willing to put his six-year-old child through such torment?
Perhaps military families are stricter with their children's physical training from a young age, but—
Wouldn't that be too strict?
After finishing breakfast, Ye Jingchen instructed the small kitchen to prepare a nourishing soup.
Since the training has been so intense, it's natural that we need to replenish his strength properly. We can't let Xie Chang'an's body give out and he collapse.
This is a general he has high hopes for, who will guard the northern border for him in the future. It's good that he's training him hard now, so that he can lie in the palace with more peace of mind later, right?
So, during the break between classes, when Fangfei brought tea and snacks, she deliberately placed a bowl of soup in front of Xie Chang'an.
"What is this, Your Highness? Why is it that only Xie Chang'an has it, and none of us have it?" Xie Chang'an asked curiously, speaking on behalf of Yun Shu.
"Didn't you say before that Young Master Xie looked like he'd been drained dry by something? So I specially instructed the kitchen to stew a nourishing soup for him so he could recover," Ye Jingchen said with a smile.
Xie Chang'an: ...
He suspected that Ye Jingchen was mocking him, but unfortunately he had no evidence.
"His Highness the Crown Prince is so thoughtful. Xie Chang'an, you're not feeling well, you really should take some tonics. Drink up!" Yun Shu urged.
Xie Chang'an glanced at the thick soup, wondering what had been added to it, and he really didn't want to drink it.
"It's just ordinary ginseng soup. It can strengthen the body and replenish qi. I didn't add anything strange, and it's not particularly nourishing. Young Master Xie, please drink it without worry. Are you worried that I'll poison you?" Seeing his concerns, Ye Jingchen smiled kindly.
Drink up, drink up, take good care of your health, train hard, and the peace of the Great Abyss border will depend on you from now on!
Seeing Ye Jingchen's strange smile, Xie Chang'an got goosebumps. He felt that Ye Jingchen was thinking something bad, so he dared not drink the soup.
"If you don't want to drink it, you might as well give it to me—" Ever since the soup was served, Ye Jinghe had been staring at it.
My brother actually gave Xie Chang'an extra tutoring! How outrageous!
However, Xie Chang'an actually dared to question his brother's good intentions, which was even more despicable!
As Ye Jinghe spoke, he tried to snatch the bowl of soup.
The food that my brother specifically ordered to be stewed should still go into his stomach.
However, his hand was pressed down by Xie Chang'an as soon as it touched the soup bowl.
"Fifth Prince, this was specially prepared for me by His Highness the Crown Prince. It's not appropriate for you to drink it, is it?" Xie Chang'an said with a smile.
In fact, with a skilled physician like Mr. Li in the mansion, he would naturally prepare appropriate medicinal meals to nourish his body based on the intensity of his training. There was no need for him to drink this soup of unknown origin.
but--
Seeing Ye Jinghe trying to snatch it, Xie Chang'an instinctively didn't want him to get his way.
He could refuse to drink, but he couldn't give it to Ye Jinghe.
If he had to give the drink to Ye Jinghe, he would rather drink it himself.
He was really looking forward to seeing the little madman's expression when he finished the soup!
Thinking this, Xie Chang'an, relying on being two years older and stronger than Ye Jinghe, forcefully pried open Ye Jinghe's hand, picked up the bowl of soup, and watched Ye Jinghe drink the soup little by little.
After finishing his drink, he turned the clean soup bowl upside down in front of Ye Jinghe to show him.
His action was clearly a show of defiance and ostentation.
Ye Jinghe was instantly enraged, and his eyes began to redden.
"Little Jinghe, it's just a bowl of ginseng soup, nothing serious." Ye Jingchen quickly scooped Ye Jinghe up and sat him on his lap, then took a piece of peach blossom pastry made in the palace and fed it to him.
The peach blossom pastry was fragrant and sweet, and Ye Jinghe was instantly soothed. He leaned against his brother's chest, eating the peach blossom pastry that his brother fed him, and looked at Xie Chang'an defiantly.
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