Hearing the old doctor's words, the young man frowned again. This child had bumped into him and looked so pitiful; he couldn't just ignore him. The prince, who hadn't yet become indifferent, thought to himself.
The little girl beside her couldn't help but tug at her tenth brother's clothes, "Tenth brother, keep him here, let him stay with me, I'll take care of him!" the little princess said confidently.
The Tenth Prince rolled his eyes at the confident little princess. Compared to the little princess, he was much more sensible. What if, what if this child was lost? Wouldn't that break the hearts of the parents?
He walked up to the child and deliberately spoke softly, "Hey, kid, did you understand what I said?"
Qingyin nodded obediently.
"I'll ask you a few questions. Nod if you agree, shake your head if you disagree."
Qingyin continued to nod obediently.
Seeing that the child understood him, the Tenth Prince breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as you can understand it, that's fine.
Are you lost?
Qingyin shook her head. (No, she came here to stage an accident herself.)
Do you have a father and a mother?
Qingyin shook her head. (It used to be there, but it's gone now.)
"Have you always been alone?"
Qingyin nodded. (That's right, now it's convenient to come find that unlucky guy who's been on a mission.)
...
The more the Tenth Prince asked, the more complicated his expression became, and the people in the carriage looked at the dirty child with even more sympathy.
The group imagined the abandoned child begging alone in the capital, rejected and starving, unable to cry out even in pain, forced to lick his wounds in a corner or on a secluded street...
Damn! That's so pitiful!
"Tenth Brother! I'll take care of him." The little princess's spoiled voice rang out, interrupting everyone's wild imaginations.
Looking at the chubby little girl whose eyes were brimming with tears from his imagination, the Tenth Prince ruffled her hair. "Raising a child isn't like raising other cats or dogs. Can you handle that?"
"Of course I can do it. I guarantee I'll raise him to be plump and healthy, just like my Wangcai," Wu Yanmeng said confidently.
Wangcai was a Pekingese dog of excellent quality, a birthday gift from the mother to her youngest daughter.
The Tenth Prince's lips twitched as he thought of that little puppy who was only three months old but had already gotten so fat it looked like a ball.
"Alright, take good care of yourself."
Since there's nothing wrong with the child's identity, it's fine for the poor little beggar to stay by the little princess's side as a servant.
Qingyin watched quietly as her future was arranged to be next to Wu Yanmeng, the mission taker; for now, she could be considered a little playmate.
The old doctor was sent back by the Tenth Prince at great expense.
Currently, only a teenager and two children remain in the car.
Looking at the weak child lying in the shop in front of him, the Tenth Prince was in a dilemma.
He had already made a promise to go to the horse farm with some friends, but this child had already delayed things considerably. What should he do with the child? If he were to settle the child, he would have to send him back to the palace, but the horse farm... A gentleman's word is his bond, and he couldn't go back on his word.
The Tenth Prince hesitated.
But Wu Yanmeng, who was clever and knew her tenth brother well, had already sensed his thoughts and stared at him suspiciously: "Tenth brother, you don't mean to have someone send me and him back to the palace, do you?"
The Tenth Prince felt a pang of guilt upon realizing he had been caught out, but his expression remained unchanged. "Hehe, who said that? You little girl, I promised to take you out to play, how could I possibly send you back again?"
"Really?" the little girl said in a strange, ambiguous voice.
"Anyway, he and I have to go. Humph, if you don't take me with you, I won't speak up for you when I go back to the palace!" Wu Yanmeng said, pointing to the quiet Qingyin beside her.
The Tenth Prince had no choice but to take the two of them to the horse farm.
The atmosphere on the road was a bit strange. The delicate and lovely little princess didn't mind the dirty and messy clothes of the child she had picked up. She leaned close to Qingyin and whispered to him.
Most of the stories were trivial matters that happened in her life; one person listened attentively, while the other happily recounted them.
The atmosphere here was incredibly harmonious, which amazed the palace maid who often served the princess. The little princess was pampered by the current emperor and the imperial concubine, and her personality was usually quite spoiled. It was rare for her to have someone she liked so much. Moreover, her usual fastidiousness disappeared in front of the child.
The palace maid was surprised, and the Tenth Prince was even more surprised. The two were born of the same mother, so he naturally knew his younger sister's temperament. To be honest, even if Xiao Qingyan's favorite dog was a little dirty, she would have someone bathe and dry it before she could put it in her hands.
The Tenth Prince was shocked. After thinking it over and over, he could only conclude that the little girl had saved his life and that his sympathy for the child had taken over, which was why he liked her.
In fact, Wu Yanmeng herself was puzzled as to why she liked the child in front of her so much. Anyway, he was a child, and she felt a sense of security, as if her soul was telling her that this child was like a mother to her.
She liked it very much and felt at ease, which made her unconsciously affectionate towards the child in front of her.
Although the person on the mission seemed to accept him, Qingyin didn't forget that the person on the mission was now a beloved little princess in the imperial court, while he was just a beggar saved by the little princess.
The two men are worlds apart in status, so he has to be careful about his behavior.
So when everyone saw it, the rescued little beggar was sitting quietly to the side, listening attentively to the little princess's ramblings without making a fuss.
Even the palace maids who didn't care about the child couldn't help but feel a slight sense of goodwill towards him.
Obedient children are always more endearing.
Qingyin is just like that. Moreover, Qingyin, who has gone through thousands of dynasties, exudes a kind of pleasing light that always attracts everyone's attention.
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