Why, why is fate so cruel?
It was clear that he was only one step away from taking Xiaotao away and they could be together forever, but after that incident, his face, his legs, and his entire life were ruined.
After a long silence, Prince Yong said quietly: "Thank you for taking care of her in Beijiang for so many years. Xiu Chu has no way to repay you."
Wu Xuanji immediately shook his head, "Your Majesty has been so kind to me, I have no way to repay you. Let's not talk about this anymore. Even if Your Majesty wants my head, I can give it to you right away."
"Then, give me the scroll in your hand."
Prince Yong lowered his eyes and spoke in a calm voice.
Wu Xuanji was stunned at first, and then a strong sense of sadness and disappointment passed through his heart.
They, Wei Zhao, were once the most brilliant and high-spirited King Yong, the proud son of heaven praised by all the seven kingdoms. Now he is sitting alone in a wheelchair, unable to see even his loved ones, and can only look at a scroll...
Wu Xuanji felt a lump in his throat and turned away, unable to bear to look any further.
He only said in a deep voice: "My Lord, Xuanji's painting skills are average, please forgive me."
Prince Yong took it carefully, his eyes gentle, a faint smile on his lips, "I really can't paint one tenth of her beauty."
"Uncle! Give me the stars if you want them, give me the moon if you want them, and Linglong too!"
Wei Linglong ran in with her skirt lifted up, looking pretty and lively. Seeing Wu Xuanji standing in front of Prince Yong, she tilted her head and asked, "Who are you?"
Prince Yong carefully put the scroll into his sleeve and said calmly, "This is my good friend, Uncle Wu."
Wei Linglong immediately called out obediently, "Hello, Uncle Wu!"
Wu Xuanji scratched his head shyly, "I am just a secret guard..."
Wu Xuanji was very happy that King Yong said he was his good friend.
Wei Linglong walked over, pulled Prince Yong's sleeve and said coquettishly, "Uncle, the eldest daughter of the Zhao family is going to hold a summer banquet in a few days. I want to change my headgear to a nice one. What do you think..."
As she spoke, she blinked her round almond-shaped eyes.
Prince Yong smiled faintly and took out a key from his sleeve, "Go to the storehouse and choose whatever you want. You can take as much as you want. Just make sure you have fun."
When Prince Yong was young, he fought many battles in the south and the north and made great military achievements. The treasury in his palace was rich enough to rival a country and contained all kinds of rare treasures.
Wei Linglong took it with surprise, tilted her head and pouted, "Uncle, there is one more thing. My father said that I don't act like a girl, and he kept asking me to copy the female training and female admonitions. Look, I copied a few pages, and my hands are red."
Prince Yong showed a distressed look, "Don't copy it. Girls are best no matter what they look like. Where does the rule come from that girls should be a certain way? I will write a letter to Xiu Wen later, and he will definitely not dare to punish you again in the future."
Wei Linglong spun around happily, "The Emperor's uncle is the best!"
"Go pick something up."
"Okay! Thank you, uncle!"
At this moment, a man walked in from outside the courtyard. He had a noble and calm temperament, and the jade pendant on his waist was shining. He looked like a noble from Tianheng.
He bowed his hands and saluted, then teased: "Uncle, you just spoil her. She relies on your name to bully others in the capital and is almost becoming a little tyrant."
This person is Wei Wuji.
Wei is the surname of Wei Zhaoguo.
I told Xie Ling and the others that my last name was Lu because I didn’t want to reveal my identity.
Prince Yong slightly curled his lips, his aura like snow in the mountains and moon in the clouds, and said in a doting tone: "Girls should be spoiled when they grow up."
Wei Wuji was choked and thought that if his uncle had a daughter, she would definitely be a loyal daughter slave.
I'm jealous because I've been so partial to you since I was a child!
Then he turned to look at Wu Xuanji on the side and said in a gentle voice: "My name is Wei Wuji, nice to meet you, uncle."
Wu Xuanji was still wandering in his own world and didn't notice Wei Wuji's greeting.
He had seen the miserable situation Xie Ling went through as a child. Her father was not close to her, her mistress was mean, and her elder sister was cruel. It was no exaggeration to say that every step of the way was thrilling.
He had secretly saved the little girl many times and had seen the little girl crying in grievance and the pitiful look of being bullied and not daring to resist.
Seeing that the prince was so doting on his niece, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, if Miss Xie Ling was the prince's biological daughter, how could the prince love her lawlessly?
I'm afraid she will be pampered to the heavens and will be the only one of her kind in the world.
If Xie Ling cries, the prince will let the whole world be buried with her.
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