Hearing the sound by the door, Yun Chan covered her mouth and looked over.
Just then, Tangyuan happened to run to his feet.
The fluffy little creature wagged its tail, nibbled at his clothes, and whimpered, its voice a mixture of joy and grievance.
"It's you?"
Yun Chan put the book on the ground, bent over with her hands on her knees, stroked Tangyuan's little head with one hand, and coughed lightly while covering her mouth: "I'm sorry to have wronged you."
Tangyuan, clutching the corner of her clothes, looked at him intently with her icy blue eyes, and then let out another sob.
Yun Chan frowned and stood up: "I told you, you don't need to look for me after you get to Daqi."
Just then, Yuan Yao walked over.
Yuan Yao patted her chest with her small hand, still shaken, and asked worriedly, "I thought Tangyuan would bite you. Are you alright?"
sweet dumpling?
Upon hearing the name, Yun Chan's expression softened slightly: "You named it?"
The little jerk actually spoke to her!
Yuan Yao breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily, "Yes, I named it, isn't it cute?"
The adorable little dumpling tore a tear the length of Yun Chan's clothes with a "ripping" sound, then, holding a piece of cloth in its mouth, looked at her excitedly.
Yun Chan: "..."
Yuan Yao: "..."
The smile froze on her face.
She tugged at her sleeve, embarrassed, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be like this..."
That brat Tangyuan, why did he have to tear other people's clothes like that!
That's a school uniform!
Yun Chan stared at her for a moment, then suddenly lowered her head and reached out to straighten her torn clothes.
Is he about to cry?
Yuan Yao suddenly felt a little flustered.
Xiao Bie Niu suffered all kinds of grievances in the Chu Kingdom. Now that she has just arrived in the Qi Kingdom, her clothes have been torn by the tiger cub she raised. Could she be angry?
Yuan Yao bent down, tilted her head to look at Yun Chan, and coaxed, "Yun Chan, I'm sorry, don't be angry, I'll make you pay for your clothes, okay?"
"No need." Yun Chan straightened her clothes, stood up, and covered her mouth to cough.
His originally pale complexion had taken on an unnatural flush from that movement.
Such a small tantrum is so fragile...
Yuan Yao made up her mind that regardless of whether Yun Chan accepted it or not, she would compensate him with a set of clothes.
Seeing that no one was going to pick up Yun Chan, Yuan Yao took the initiative to speak up: "Where do you live? Take my carriage, I'll give you a ride?"
Yun Chan frowned: "No need."
Yuan Yao suffered repeated setbacks.
At this moment, Danqing stepped forward and said, "Princess, we should go back now."
Yuan Yao glanced at Yun Chan.
He still maintained an unapproachable demeanor.
Cold and stubborn.
All right.
Yuan Yao picked up the glutinous rice balls from the ground and, out of politeness, said to Yun Chan, "I'm leaving."
Tangyuan let out a "woof," and seeing that Yun Chan ignored it, it snuggled into Yuan Yao's arms, looking very aggrieved.
Yun Chan didn't look to the side, but bent down and picked up the book from the ground.
As he bent over, the flowing ribbons of his hair cascaded down his long head, enhancing his ethereal and scholarly aura.
What a pretty little thing!
Unfortunately, they don't like to talk to people...
Yuan Yao rubbed Tangyuan's little head, climbed onto the carriage, drew the curtains, and said to Danqing, "Let's go."
The wheels turned, and the carriage slowly moved towards the palace gate.
Upon returning to Qianhua Palace, the Ninth Prince had not yet returned.
Yuan Yao remembered the seeds Xie Zhi had given her, so she handed the iron box to Dan Qing and instructed him, "Clear up the land on both sides of the road to Qianhua Palace and plant them. Make sure to plant them on both sides of the road!"
Yuan Yao cupped her face in her hands and began to dream.
The Thousand Flower Palace was filled with beautiful flowers. The Ninth Prince, dressed in magnificent robes, strolled by slowly. A beautiful scene paired with a beautiful woman...
Just thinking about it makes me so happy!
Danqing opened the tin box: "Princess, these flower seeds... look so familiar."
"look familiar?"
Yuan Yao craned her neck and took a look.
The seeds were densely packed, each one very small, grayish-brown, and exceptionally plump.
Yuan Yao touched her nose: "It does look somewhat familiar."
Danqing replied, "However, most flower varieties in the world are similar. This was brought from the south by Young Master Xie, so it must be a fine flower."
Yuan Yao nodded in agreement: "Then let's plant it!"
Danqing should accept the painting.
“Oh, right…” Yuan Yao winked at Danqing: “Sister Danqing, Tangyuan tore the Chu Kingdom’s little prince’s school uniform. Could you please prepare a new set of clothes for me?”
"yes."
The next day, Yuan Yao was dragged out of bed early by the Ninth Prince to wash up, drink rice porridge, and go to school.
Before the carriage even reached the National Academy, they could hear a lot of students making a commotion outside the square.
Yuan Yao lazily got up and yawned: "Let's get off here."
The weather is nice, and the morning breeze is refreshing.
Tangyuan yawned beside her, twitched its nose, and suddenly became excited, scrambling up and jumping off the carriage.
"Tangyuan, wait for me!"
Yuan Yao grabbed the book and got off the carriage using both hands and feet.
Outside the National Academy, people were gathered in layers.
Outside the crowd, Yuan Yao struggled to scoop up the glutinous rice ball and used her wide sleeves to cover the little tiger cub.
Once she was sure no one else could see the glutinous rice balls, Yuan Yao toddled over, grabbed a little boy, and asked, "What's wrong?"
The little boy first stared at her blankly, then took several steps back in fright: "I...I don't know!"
After saying that, he ran away quickly.
Completely bewildered, Yuan Yao simply shouted, "The Ninth Prince is here!"
Immediately, all the students quickly dispersed—
"Huh? Where is the Ninth Prince?"
"Run!"
You stepped on my shoes...
After most of the people had run away, Yuan Yao saw a person sitting on the ground in the square.
His hairband had come undone, and his hair was draped over his small shoulders. His snow-white robe was stained with specks of blood, and he covered his lips with one hand, looking so weak that he seemed about to breathe his last.
A little tiff!
How did he get into this state?
Could it be that someone hit him just now?
Yuan Yao was immediately enraged.
She jogged over to Xiaobienu's side, squatted down, put the glutinous rice ball on the ground, and asked Yunchan, "Yunchan, what happened to you? Who hit you? I'll go teach him a lesson for you!"
Yun Chan glanced at the tiger cubs circling around him and whimpering, put down his blood-stained sleeve, picked up his hair ribbon, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine."
"you……"
Yuan Yao is so angry.
Good intentions are wasted!
That brat!
Yuan Yao pointed to a trembling child standing not far away, being stopped by a young eunuch, and asked him, "Tell me, how did Yun Chan become like this?"
The child trembled twice more before stammering, "His...his school uniform is torn...The school rules say that those who are not properly dressed are not allowed to enter the school, and...and will be punished..."
Did they punish him?
Yuan Yao was somewhat surprised: "Master, don't you know that the young prince of Chu is in poor health?"
"This..." The child bit his finger and stammered, "The teacher only punished him by making him sweep the floor, and then some students played a trick on him, and who knew he would cough up blood..."
Punishment by having to sweep the floor?
Were we still being teased?
Yuan Yao became even angrier.
Unfortunately, her body was too small, so even when she was angry, it wasn't noticeable. Instead, her chubby cheeks and big eyes made her exceptionally cute.
Yuan Yao helped Yun Chan up and said to him, "I'll take you to find the teacher!"
That's too much! Punishing a child with health problems by making them do chores.
If this young prince of Chu dies here, who will take responsibility?
I'm afraid it will fall on the head of the Ninth Prince again.
However, Yun Chan tried to break free from her: "I won't go, let go."
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