Soon, Marquis Dingjun led Lin Xuan into the courtyard.
Marquis Dingjun was thirty years old, with a plump figure and fair skin. Although he inherited his father's title, he showed no trace of being born into a family of generals and looked more like a frail scholar.
Even Lin Xuan, who was standing next to him, looked more resilient than him.
Upon entering the courtyard and seeing the guards on the ground, Marquis Dingjun paused for a moment: "I've come at an inopportune time. I'll take my leave now."
After saying that, he turned to leave.
"Wait a minute," the Ninth Prince called out to him.
Marquis Dingjun stopped.
The Ninth Prince glanced at him sideways: "Didn't the Marquis say he came to apologize? He hasn't even offered an apology yet, and he's already leaving like this. Is he playing with me?"
Playing the role of a high-ranking official?
What a huge hat!
Under heaven, besides the emperor, who dares to say that playing the Nine Thousand Years is just for fun?
Unless, you don't want to live!
Marquis Dingjun's steps faltered, and he quickly turned around, cupping his hands in a salute: "Your Highness is too kind, hehehe..."
After he finished speaking, he pulled Lin Xuan forward.
Lin Xuan stood stiffly, his face full of reluctance.
Marquis Dingjun quickly slapped him on the head and said, "Your Majesty, I already know about what happened yesterday."
Lin Xuan spoke rudely to the young princess first, and I have already reprimanded him at home. Today, I brought him here specifically to make him apologize to the young princess in person.
Lin Xuan blushed and looked at Yuan Yao.
Yuan Yao looked at him and blinked.
Suddenly, Lin Xuan broke free from his father's hand: "I won't apologize! I didn't say anything wrong, why should I apologize to her?"
Marquis Dingjun's eyes widened in anger: "Hey? You unfilial son..."
"Smack!"
The Ninth Prince put away the jade fan and slowly walked to the side of the guard, his slender eyes slightly curved: "Since you are unwilling to apologize, then accept the punishment."
be punished?
Marquis Dingjun chuckled dryly, "It's just a child who doesn't know any better. Why should Your Highness hold it against him? Or, I, the Marquis, should apologize to the young princess myself, and we can skip the punishment?"
"The child is ignorant?" The Ninth Prince's eyes darkened slightly, and he tapped his palm with the handle of his fan. "I think your young marquis is quite sensible."
Upon seeing me, they yelled that they wanted to kill me, this dog of a scoundrel. Seeing that my precious daughter couldn't hold a pen and write, they complained to the teacher, demanding that my daughter be punished by copying texts. They also cursed my daughter as useless, and said she had no parents to raise her…
"My lord, tell me, how exactly did Young Master Lin develop such a deep-seated hatred for me and Princess Yuan Yao?"
Upon hearing the Grand Eunuch list out the details, Marquis Dingjun felt his legs go weak.
Even Lin Xuan's face paled.
The Ninth Prince scoffed and pointed at the guard propped up on the ground: "If the young marquis is unwilling to apologize, then he can just stay in his position and stand there. He can get up when he is willing to apologize."
Seeing the wet patch on the ground, Marquis Dingjun felt a little apprehensive.
He lowered his voice and said to Lin Xuan, "Xuan'er, quickly apologize to the little princess!"
"I won't!"
Lin Xuan lifted his robe and chose an open space next to the guards to start stretching his muscles.
"You child..." Marquis Dingjun was extremely anxious.
Although he was not skilled in martial arts, he could tell that the person in front of him with a black mist shrouding his face was a bodyguard.
Moreover, someone who can conceal their face with black mist must be a master.
Such a skilled fighter's hands were trembling and he was sweating profusely; it's clear how exhausting it must have been to maintain that level of strength...
Lin Xuan is such a stubborn mule!
He's so angry!
Seeing that Marquis Dingjun had one hand on his hip and was so anxious that he wanted to pull Lin Xuan up, the little eunuch next to the Ninth Prince brought over a chair: "My lord, please sit down."
Marquis Dingjun sat down with a thud.
Yuan Yao walked to the Ninth Prince's side, raised an eyebrow at Lin Xuan, and said in a childish voice, "Lin Xuan, do you dare to make a bet with me?"
bet?
Lin Xuan asked, "What are we betting on?"
Yuan Yao smiled mischievously and said sweetly, "Let's bet on how long you can last. If you can last for half an incense stick's time without taking a break, I won't make you apologize anymore. If you can't last, starting tomorrow, you must obey me obediently. If I tell you to go east, you absolutely cannot go west."
"Absolutely impossible!"
Lin Xuan straightened his sleeves, lifted his robe, and, mimicking the posture of the bodyguards, braced himself on the ground.
Yuan Yao looked at him and said with a smile, "Young Master Lin, you should straighten your bottom a bit."
"Mind your own business!" Lin Xuan glared at her.
At this moment, the Ninth Prince walked over and tapped Lin Xuan's raised buttocks with his fan: "Get down."
Lin Xuan felt insulted.
However, he really couldn't hold on much longer.
He had just collapsed when, unexpectedly, he was about to give up!
This is an absolute disgrace!
Gritting his teeth, Lin Xuan brought his feet together and tensed up, afraid of losing face.
Marquis Dingjun felt a pang of heartache. He walked to his side and whispered, "You can't do this. Get up and apologize. I'll take you home right away."
"No! I don't want to!" Lin Xuan's face turned red.
She's quite stubborn.
Yuan Yao couldn't help but sigh.
What a brat! I didn't expect him to have such backbone.
Unfortunately, his way of speaking was a bit annoying.
Yuan Yao smiled and tilted her head to look at him, deliberately adding fuel to the fire: "Young Marquis, are you about to collapse? Your hands are shaking so badly!"
Lin Xuan swayed, gritting his teeth as he said, "Bullshit!"
Yuan Yao straightened up, her chubby little face full of regret: "Ah, that's such a pity. I was thinking that if you begged for forgiveness, I would forgive you!"
Lin Xuan swayed again.
He... really couldn't hold on any longer...
"Click..."
After a muffled thud, a bloody tooth popped out of Lin Xuan's mouth, rolled several times on the ground, and landed at Yuan Yao's feet, dripping with blood.
Yuan Yao: "?"
Marquis Dingjun exclaimed and clumsily ran towards Lin Xuan: "Oh dear! Xuan'er, how did you knock out your tooth? Open your mouth quickly and let your father take a look."
"Thump!" Lin Xuan finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed heavily to the ground.
The Ninth Prince waved his fan at the guards.
The guard bent his knees, struggled to his feet, and with all his might, left with a "whoosh," leaving behind a trail of sweat.
In the past, he would deliberately make noise when he appeared, but this time, he truly couldn't control himself...
That old man is a devil!
Princess Yuan Yao is terrifying!
At this moment, the terrifying Princess Yuan Yao bent down, widened her eyes, and stared at Lin Xuan's knocked-out tooth: "This tooth is so big."
Lin Xuan was furious. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.
Marquis Dingjun took out a handkerchief and wiped Lin Xuan's mouth: "Ah... open your mouth."
Lin Xuan's mouth was in great pain, and upon hearing this, he reluctantly opened his mouth.
Upon seeing this, Marquis Dingjun slapped his thigh: "My front tooth is gone!"
front teeth?
Lin Xuan paused for a moment, then reached out and touched his teeth.
My upper front teeth feel empty, the roots still hurt, and my mouth feels like it's leaking air, with a cool sensation...
Lin Xuan opened his mouth and burst into tears.
"puff……"
Yuan Yao couldn't help but laugh out loud.
It's so funny to see a naughty kid make himself cry!
Suddenly, Yuan Yao's eyes lit up.
It seems she's... found a way to subdue Lin Xuan!
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