The Ninth Prince couldn't fall asleep immediately. When he didn't want to sleep, he would bother Qi Qi, pulling him and not letting him sleep, pinching his nose and cheeks, and talking in his ear. He was clearly a different person from the aloof Ninth Prince a month ago.
Children this age...
Qi Qi was so annoyed by him that he stood up and said, "This servant should not sleep with his master. This servant should go to sleep in his own room."
The Ninth Prince grabbed him, not letting him leave, and said unhappily, "Don't go! Why do you sleep all day? Tell me another story."
Qi Qi reminded him, "Your Highness, have you forgotten that you slept more than I did the other day?"
Don't forget you used to have insomnia just because your dark circles are gone!
The Ninth Prince wouldn't listen, and Qi Qi, unable to bear the disturbance any longer, reached out and grabbed his hands to hold him still, saying, "Go to sleep."
The Ninth Prince grabbed Qi Qi with his backhand and pinned him down. He chuckled, "This prince has martial arts training. You think you can subdue me?"
Qi Qi, a healthy chubby boy, was much stronger than the Ninth Prince, who had been weak for several years. He was just deliberately letting him win. However, feeling the increasing strength these days, Qi Qi thought for a moment and said, "Your Highness is mighty! Your Highness is the best! Um... I also want to learn martial arts, is that alright?"
"You want to learn martial arts? Sure."
Qi Qi hadn't even used his prepared deception tactics yet: "Really?"
The Ninth Prince patted Qi Qi's arm: "Try it out. Being too fat is unhealthy. If you're as fat as Father, you'll be out of breath after just a few steps."
Qi Qi laughed: "That's great! So, who should I learn from? The junior eunuchs in the Imperial Study shouldn't be allowed to practice martial arts, but can I practice with the Eleventh Lord?"
The bodyguard who was suddenly called out: ...
Ninth Prince: "How come you haven't forgotten him yet? A secret guard is a secret guard; he can't appear in public."
Qi Qi: "Really? Come to think of it, I've never actually seen the Eleventh Lord use the toilet."
The other two were speechless.
You even pay attention to people going to the toilet? Isn't that a rather strange hobby?
"There's no need to mention this again. The secret guards can't appear in public. So, tomorrow I'll have Mother find a martial arts instructor to teach at Fengyi Palace every day after school. Can you keep that up?"
Qi Qi: "Oh, will Her Majesty agree?"
The Ninth Prince lay inside, twirling Qi Qi's hair with his fingertips, and said lazily, "Alright, a prince can hire extra teachers to give lessons, and pageboys can learn too."
Qi Qi: "Really?"
Ninth Prince: "Hmm, it's a good thing to learn some martial arts."
A typical pageboy does need to know a little bit of everything. This includes not only taking care of his masters' daily lives and preparing reading tools, but also assisting them in their studies, helping to record key points from the teacher's lectures, and taking notes, etc.
Qi Qi was surprised when he discovered at the beginning of this month that the pageboys not only gossiped but also took notes. Of course, only the pageboys of the young masters who studied diligently were required to take notes. Some of the study companions also took on this task, but not the Ninth Prince and the Seventh Prince, because the academically challenged ones did not read books, so it would be useless for them to take notes.
The main task of the pageboys was to serve people.
Qi Qi couldn't help but hug the Ninth Prince: "Your Highness, you are so kind to me, thank you."
The Ninth Prince hugged the soft, bouncy little boy back, saying, "No need to thank me. You're my person, so naturally I'll protect you."
Previously, the Ninth Prince's closest people were his mother and a few palace servants who served him personally. His elder brother, the Crown Prince, was an exception. He was too busy. Although they were close, things like hugging and sleeping together almost never happened. He had his own image to maintain.
The chubby boy was just too enthusiastic, and he felt a little embarrassed. It was the first time the Ninth Prince had ever seen someone express happiness by whispering secrets together at night and hugging each other. He felt...not bad.
"Laibao, you're a really strange person."
"What's strange about it?"
"I don't know, it's just...it's very strange."
"Um?"
"You're strange, smart, good, stupid, and sometimes quite awful."
"I'm innocent! What have I done wrong?"
"It's awful when he doesn't tell me stories."
Qi Qi said expressionlessly, "Don't think that I'll tell you another story just because you said that."
...
The next day, Dongmei's voice calling him to get up came from outside. Qi Qi opened his eyes with a look of utter despair: "..."
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