Chapter 206 The King of a Lost Country 6

Self-confidence cannot be improved all at once. The Third Prince still does not think that he will be able to rule the world in the future, but he has received assurance from Yao Rong that Yao Rong will not abandon him.

That is enough.

After removing his worries, the Third Prince slept well all night.

The next morning, the Third Prince opened his eyes in a daze, and still habitually called out "System".

[Good morning.]

Children of the Third Prince's age are very energetic and recover quickly. At this moment, he can no longer see the tiredness and laziness of yesterday: "System, can you hear me at any time when I talk to you?"

[Yes.]

Yao Rong is now using the spiritual body.

In theory, as long as the mental power is strong enough, the spiritual body will not feel tired and does not need to sleep.

[I can also sense what is happening around you. However, the system has a shielding mechanism. Unless you call me or detect that you are in danger, I will not turn on the perception in other situations.]

The third prince asked some more questions, such as what the points can be used for, and what the "Classics, History, and Miscellaneous Works" section is for.

[The use of points is very simple, and they can be used to redeem various items. As for the latter, I will keep it a secret for now, and you will know when it is opened.]

The third prince was very excited. From the name, it should be a place for study, but he didn't know how the system planned to teach him. There was nothing in Changxin Palace, let alone pens, ink, paper, and inkstone. He couldn't even find an intact desk.

After breakfast, the Third Prince went to check on his persimmons. If he saw any birds stealing the persimmons, he would drive them away with a long bamboo pole.

But most of the time, he just sat under the tree in a daze.

Yao Rong originally planned to give the Third Prince lessons after two days, when Guisheng had fully recovered. But seeing the Third Prince's idle look, Yao Rong immediately changed his mind.

There are too few things to kill time in the cold palace. This child must have lived such a repetitive and boring life all these years.

[If there is nothing else to do, let's have the lesson.]

"Lesson?" The Third Prince's eyes lit up, "Now?"

[Yes. In this first class, we will not learn poetry, songs, or classics.]

"Then what content should we learn?"

[Let's first confirm each other's address. You used to call me system, but according to the rules of your world, you must address me as teacher from now on.]

The third prince changed his words immediately: "Teacher."

[Then how should I address you?]

The third prince subconsciously said: "Teacher usually calls me..."

At this point, the third prince reacted.

Teacher meant that since she no longer called him "system", he should also change from "host" to something else.

But the third prince didn't know how to answer this question for a while. Guisheng

called him "Your Highness", but there were too many "Your Highnesses" in this palace.

Other palace people called him "the one in the cold palace".

His half-siblings called him "bastard".

The high and mighty Concubine Li said contemptuously that he was "a person born unlucky".

Emperor Yongqing personally rebuked him as a "mother-killer" who was not worthy of being included in the royal family genealogy...

The third prince's still young face suddenly showed a melancholy that was not in line with his age. He sighed and said, "You can call me whatever you want, teacher."

[As far as I know, the host doesn't have a name yet, right?]

He replied with a dull "hmm".

Yao Rong finally stated his purpose: [I'll give you a name.]

A flash of light flashed from the end of his eyes, and the third prince was surprised: "Name!?"

[Isn't it normal for teachers to give students names? What, don't you want to? "

No...it's just that no one has ever thought of giving me a name..."

When he was young, it was also winter. He sat on the grass and asked Guisheng and others, everyone has a name, even the cat Ah Hua who was abandoned near the cold palace has a name, why only he doesn't have one?

Guisheng and others told him that only the emperor can give his name.

He asked naively, why didn't the emperor give him a name.

Later he finally understood that he was not given a name because the emperor didn't want to.

A name is the first hope given to a person at birth, and it often contains the expectations and blessings of the elders for the new life. But his biological father deeply hated his birth, and had no hopes, no expectations, and no blessings for him.

The third prince pursed his lips, with a bit of joy and trepidation: "What name will the teacher give me?"

[Naming is a very serious matter, I need to think about it carefully.]

[You sit down and eat some candy, I will be back soon.]

***

A pile of ancient books was spread out in front of Yao Rong, and at hand were a clean white notebook and a black signing pen.

She turned the pen, uncapped it, and the tip of the pen dropped a dot on the paper.

The name "Nan Li" soon appeared on the notebook.

But a few seconds later, Yao Rong crossed out the name forcefully, tore off the page of paper, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

It's not that "Li" is bad.

In fact, this word easily reminds people of dawn.

But the word "Li" was given to him by the powerful minister Ji Yushan.

The meaning is not "dawn", but "the people".

Ji Yushan warned him in this simple and crude way: without his support, he would always be a prince who grew up in the cold palace. Even if he had royal blood, he would be no different from ordinary people.

Moreover, "Nanli" is always tied to the title of "king of a fallen country" in history books.

It gives people a feeling of bad luck.

Yao Rong has never been a superstitious person. In this matter, she is willing to be cautious.

History has been given the opportunity to be rewritten, so he should also have a brand new name.

A name that carries her hopes, expectations, and blessings.

So, if it wasn’t called Nanli—

the Third Prince ate another candy when he heard Yao Rong asking him: [What do you think of the name Nanliujing?]

“Nanliujing?”

The Third Prince was suspicious: “Didn’t you say you would think about it carefully? How come you decided so quickly?”

Yao Rong smiled gently, with a strong sense of comfort in his tone: [Don’t worry, listen to the meaning of this name first.]

[I want to give you a name related to the sun, so I have been thinking in this direction.]

[It just so happens that Daye’s surname is Nan, so I thought of the name Nanliujing.]

“Nanliujing…”

He was surprised: “Is it the sun?”

[Nanliujing is another name for the sun.]

[Some literati also believe that it refers to the moon. ]

[But whether it is the sun that shines forever or the moon that shines brightly for eternity, both are perfect metaphors.]

Yao Rong waited for a long time, but he didn't say anything, so he had to ask: [Don't you like this name?]

He shook his head.

As if he was afraid that Yao Rong wouldn't believe him, he shook his head very hard.

Even the dumbest person can know how special this name is from this brief description.

So not speaking is not because he doesn't like it.

It's because he likes it too much.

[Then you can call yourself this from now on, okay?]

He didn't say yes or no, he just stood up suddenly from the ground.

***

The sun shone on the window, and the worn window paper couldn't block too much light, so the room was bright.

This was the sixth day since Guisheng fell into the water.

In the first three days, Guisheng had a high fever. Later, the temperature on his forehead finally subsided, but his body was still weak and drowsy. He was awake occasionally only to eat and take medicine.

Until today, his body has recovered some strength.

He closed his eyes in a daze, and only felt that the quilt covering his body was thin and warm.

This kind of warmth, which is not excessive, always makes people feel nostalgic, and reminds him of the days when Empress Zhao was still alive.

His family is very poor. He has two older brothers who are too poor to marry a wife, and a younger brother who is crying for food.

Later, his hometown suffered a disaster, and his parents sold him into the palace.

He didn't hate his parents. Even if they didn't sell him, he might not have survived the disaster. On the contrary, he could have had a full meal in the palace.

But when he left all the money from selling himself to his parents, the relationship between him and his parents was completely severed.

He entered the palace and became a little eunuch.

The little eunuch didn't learn the rules well, and he wasn't smart enough, so no nobleman looked up to him.

Just when he was bullied, he was rescued by Concubine Zhao.

Of course, Concubine Zhao was still Concubine Zhao at that time.

But no matter what rank she was, her character never changed. She had the scorching brightness of the northern frontier, the wanton arrogance of a military family, and kindness and gentleness that was no less than anyone else.

- "What's your name?"

- "My name is Guisheng, Your Majesty."

- "Guisheng? What does this name mean?"

- "I was born in August. When the midwife carried me out of the house, a cassia seed happened to fall on my head, so I got this name."

- "It's a good omen that a cassia seed fell on me. Guisheng, you will serve me from now on."

His good omens all came to the Majesty.

The days when he served the Majesty were the happiest times in his memory. He ate cakes and dishes that he had never eaten before, wore clothes that he dared not touch before, and could read books and understand the truth.

Later, the Majesty became pregnant...

He thought that he must take good care of the Majesty and watch the little prince or princess fall safely from the Majesty's belly.

If God had eyes, he would let them be safe.

But this evil God always blinds himself when he should open his eyes.

The days in the cold palace were very hard. When the queen was sent to the cold palace, there were five palace maids beside him. But these palace maids were either like Que'er, unable to bear the hardship of the cold palace and tried to transfer to other places to serve; or like Aunt Chunyu, they died quietly in the palace for various reasons.

In the end, only he and the child were left in the empty and huge cold palace.

As the daylight was gradually swallowed up and the cold and smelly lake water covered his mouth and nose, what he thought about most was not about himself, but what would happen to the Third Prince after he left...

Thinking of the Third Prince, Guisheng immediately interrupted his memory, and just as he lifted the quilt and was about to sit up, the door was pushed open from the outside with a "bang".

The young man stepped over the threshold: "Guisheng, can you get out of bed and walk around? How is it? Is there anything else that doesn't feel right?"

"I'm almost well now. I'm sorry that your Highness has been worried about me these days." Guisheng smiled, "Your Highness came running here excitedly. Did you encounter something happy?"

He just remembered what he wanted to say to Guisheng. He

opened his mouth and couldn't help grinning.

He raised his hand to cover his mouth, not wanting to appear too out of control.

But his hand covered his mouth, and the smile leaked out of his eyes.

"I'll tell you something in secret."

He walked briskly to Guisheng, leaned slightly, and leaned close to Guisheng's ear, as if sharing some national affairs: "I have a name!"

Guisheng was surprised.

Yao Rong smiled.

Nan Liujing seemed to be talking to Guisheng, but it seemed more like he was telling Guisheng and replying to Yao Rong awkwardly: "I am willing to be Nan Liujing and show my face to you. From now on, I will be called Nan Liujing."