27. Obviously impossible
As the young prince spoke, he picked up the inkstone and was about to splash it on the princess.
"Stop!" Qu Zijin shouted sharply. Jin Lanyue rushed forward to stop him, but was drenched in ink.
Her face was instantly covered in patches of black and white, like a little tabby cat.
"Little Moon!" the princess exclaimed.
The young prince was also stunned: "Why are you coming so close!"
Qu Zijin grabbed the little prince by the back of his collar: "You, go stand in the corner and reflect on your actions!"
"Why?! She came to me of her own accord!" the little prince shouted, his face flushed red. "The Grand Tutor is biased! Father is biased! You're all biased!"
The little princess jumped up, her little fists clenched tightly: "I told you to stand in the corner, so stand in the corner! Shut up right now!"
"I'll say it!" The little prince raised his head, like a ruffled rooster, "You're all sycophants! All you do is pretend to be innocent and clever! I'm talking about you—"
He pointed at Jin Lanyue: "All you do is say things like 'The Grand Tutor is the best' and 'The Princess is the best,' it's disgusting!"
In the past, Jin Lanyue would have felt wronged, cried, felt sad, and wondered if she had done something wrong to make the little prince dislike her.
But now, she clenched her harmless little fists just like a princess.
"And you, Wei Chaoyun! You're both stupid and lazy! My father and I are both so intelligent, why do I have a sister like you? It's such a disgrace!"
"You're finished!" the princess roared and pounced on him.
Qu Zijin grabbed the back of Fate's collar, stopping her in place: "No fighting allowed."
Seeing that the little princess had been grabbed, the young prince immediately began to gloat: "Qu Zijin almost missed you. Do you think you're so smart? Actually, you're just as stupid as Chaoyun, a super stupid idiot! I can easily make you run around in circles!"
This is why Jin Lanyue wasn't sad.
Because the young prince really wasn't targeting her.
In his eyes, everyone present except himself was trash.
"Oh." Qu Zijin let go.
The little princess shot out like a cannonball: "I'm going to tear your mouth off!!!"
Seeing the princess rush forward, Jin Lanyue followed with her short legs, waving her little fists wildly: "Charge!"
The young prince was caught off guard when Qu Zijin suddenly let go, and before he could react, the princess pounced on him and pinned him to the ground.
Xiao Jinlan took the opportunity to punch his knee.
"You're ganging up on me!" the young prince protested defiantly as he struggled. "I'm going to tell Father!"
"Go ahead and sue!" the princess grabbed his ear. "Make the Grand Tutor sue too!"
Jin Lanyue hit him a few times but found it didn't hurt or itch, so she simply switched to a tickling tactic, poking the prince's waist with her little finger: "Serves you right for talking bad about us!"
"Hahaha, stop it, hahaha..." The little prince immediately broke down, laughing so hard that tears streamed down his face. "I...I was wrong, okay..."
Neither the little princess nor Jin Lanyue stopped, determined to teach this foul-mouthed little prince a lesson.
Qu Zijin leaned against a pillar in the corridor, looking at the sky and the ground but not at the battlefield.
It's clear that no one listened to the three rules we agreed on a while ago.
However, he was unusually flexible and changed his teaching methods.
Only when he heard the young prince start sobbing and begging for mercy did he stroll over and say, "Alright, stop hitting him."
As the saying goes, there's always someone who can subdue another.
He now knows how to deal with this little prince.
It still has to be the princess.
The young prince's face was streaked with tears, and he looked miserable.
"Little princess, go stand outside as punishment."
"Your Highness, you shall also go stand in the corner as punishment."
“Young lady…” Qu Zijin paused, “Go wash your face.”
The young prince scrambled to his feet, pointing at Jin Lanyue, whose face was covered in ink: "That's not fair! She hit her too!"
The princess immediately shook her fist: "What if you yell again?"
Qu Zijin casually added, "How about I ask His Majesty to make a decision?"
The little prince immediately wilted, though he still muttered under his breath, "All he does is tattle..."
The little princess and the little prince walked under the corridor, the two of them, one to the south and one to the north, wishing they could be 800 meters away from each other.
Inside the room, Qu Zijin took out a handkerchief and wiped Jin Lanyue's face: "You're a good child, don't follow their nonsense, they'll corrupt you..."
Wiping his face with a handkerchief, the little dumpling shook its head in response to his touch.
Qu Zijin wiped for a long time, only to find that not only had he not cleaned it, but he had also smeared the half-dry ink evenly on the little dumpling's face.
It's not a little kitten anymore.
It's a little black cat now.
Qu Zijin stared at her small face silently for a long time, then silently threw away the handkerchief and took her to wash her face.
When I went out, I saw that the two little devils outside were not arguing or fighting, but they still couldn't help but glare at each other.
Qu Zijin looked at these two clowns and shook his head helplessly: "That's all for today's lesson. If they cause trouble again tomorrow..."
The two little devils thought that the Grand Tutor had forgiven them, and immediately became smug again.
"Okay, okay!" The princess grabbed Jin Lanyue and ran off. "Let's go to the lotus pond. There's water there to wash our faces, and after we wash our faces, we can feed the koi!"
The young prince stood there, watching the two little girls run off into the distance, and suddenly called out, "Hey! Wait for me!"
He chased after them, completely forgetting that they had just been fighting.
Qu Zijin watched the three little ones chasing each other and sighed.
Accompanied by the innocent laughter and chatter, he relaxed and chased after them.
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The residence of the Marquis of Beiding.
study.
Jin Lanyue sat properly in front of the specially made low table, holding a copy of the "Thousand Character Classic" in her small hands, occasionally glancing up at her father who was reviewing official documents.
“Heaven and earth, black and yellow…” The little voice read out each word slowly and deliberately, but suddenly it got stuck on an unfamiliar word, and its little brows furrowed.
Marquis Beiding continued writing with his vermilion brush, but out of the corner of his eye, he took in his daughter's embarrassed state: "The universe is vast and boundless."
"The vast universe!" The little dumpling immediately repeated in a clear voice, its eyes sparkling.
She carefully held the brush and traced the newly learned characters on the paper, taking each stroke very seriously.
After Marquis Beiding finished all his official duties, he looked up and saw his daughter presenting him with a piece of paper as if it were a precious treasure.
Next to those crooked and messy characters, a few small flowers were drawn as decoration.
Children's hands are small, and it's difficult for them to hold a calligraphy brush.
She was able to roughly depict the appearance of the characters, which satisfied Marquis Beiding.
"Daddy, look! Yue'er wrote this!"
Marquis Beiding took it and examined it closely, saying, "It's very well written. However, the roof radical of the character '宇' should be wider."
The little dumpling immediately snuggled closer, its milky body resting against its father's arm, its tiny fingers tracing the outline of his father's fingers: "Like this?"
“Yes.” Marquis Beiding took a dry brush without ink and drew a standard “Yu” character on his daughter’s palm. “That’s it.”
"It tickles!" the little dumpling giggled.
Marquis Beiding deliberately swept his hand across her palm again, which elicited another burst of laughter.
Just then, a soft knocking sound came from outside the door.
Jiang Xiyue stood under the corridor with her maid. When she saw Marquis Beiding look up, she gestured with her eyes.
Marquis Beiding understood and gently patted his daughter's head: "Yue'er, practice your calligraphy first. Father will be right back."
The little dumpling nodded obediently.
-
Under the big tree, Jiang Xiyue half-covered her lips with a round fan and whispered, "Previously, Grand Tutor Qu told me that the little prince was showing off his new Western toys in the Wenhua Hall some time ago, which made the little princess so anxious that she stomped her feet."
Not to be outdone, the little princess brought many rare and precious treasures the next day. The two began to compete with each other.
"Although comparing ourselves to others is not a good thing, our children should not compete with the sons and grandsons of noble families. But when I think of Yue'er being left empty-handed, I always worry that she will be sad."
“I think we shouldn’t compete with each other, but at least we should give Yue’er some pocket money so that she can buy whatever she likes and not be looked down upon by others.”
She talked at length, but in the end, she was just worried that her precious daughter would be wronged.
Her own daughter was only three years old when she was sent to the palace to be a study companion, and the companion was a spoiled little princess.
She wasn't too happy about it at the time.
Fortunately, her daughter was capable and became friends with the princess, which relieved her.
But before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the young prince arrived.
Her heart jumped again.
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