She, Yuan Yao, is the most beloved daughter of the Ninth Prince, a three-year-old baby.
What are her talents?
No!
She can eat and drink, but she can't perform!
If you really want her to perform, that's not impossible.
For example, she can burst into tears in three seconds!
The above was purely a joke...
Yuan Yao thought for a moment and said seriously, "Yao'er doesn't know how to act, but I can learn from you! Would you be willing to teach me?"
Learning on the spot?
Acha's smile froze for a moment: "Little Yao'er, are you sure you can learn it?"
“Three- or four-year-old children learn things very quickly,” Huaiyao said casually.
Acha thought for a moment and nodded: "It seems so... When I was about the same age as Xiaoyao, I learned to dance from my mother. I learned very quickly."
Huairou looked at Yuan Yao: "Then, tonight, shall we teach Yao'er to play the zither and dance?"
“Okay.” Yuan Yao nodded happily.
Huairou asked, "The guzheng is a bit difficult, and it has many strings. Yao'er is still too young. Why don't we start with the guqin?"
"Anything is fine!" Yuan Yao accepted all offers.
She is quite interested in musical instruments.
Guqin?
Tonight, let's see if she doesn't leave them speechless!
Huairou first served porridge, and after everyone had a little, she sent a palace maid and a eunuch to deliver the invitation.
The people invited were all acquaintances.
Jiang Chengyan, Feng Xun, Yun Chan, Xie Zhi, Lin Xuan, Hao Lie...
Huairou pondered for a moment and asked, "How about I invite the daughter of the Vice Minister of Works as well?"
She was frightened today; perfect, let's call her over and comfort her."
“Great!” Yuan Yao laughed. “It’s more lively with more people.”
So Huairou sent another letter, which was then delivered to the residence of the Vice Minister of Works...
The mutton was cut into pieces; some was used to make roasted mutton, some was used to make kebabs, and the leg of lamb was reserved for Acha to roast...
The remaining bones and other bones were all used to make soup.
The entire courtyard was filled with the aroma of mutton.
Jiang Chengyan arrived the earliest.
He carried a stack of books, his face cold, and had someone set up a desk under the corridor in the courtyard. He lit a lamp and began copying.
Yun Chan arrived second.
When Yun Chan arrived, A Qi also carried two books, as well as a writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.
Seeing this, Huairou had a desk moved and placed next to Jiang Chengyan, with a soft cushion placed on it, and a lamp lit...
Upon seeing Yun Chan's book, Jiang Chengyan paused for a moment and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Copying books."
Yun Chan lifted his robes and sat upright on the desk.
Copying books?
Jiang Chengyan then asked in surprise, "You were punished too?"
Yun Chan paused slightly as she picked up the pen, then looked up.
Jiang Chengyan followed Yun Chan's gaze and looked over.
In the courtyard, Yuan Yao was talking to Huai Yao and A Cha, her eyes crinkling with laughter, looking both obedient and sweet.
She was dressed in a snow-white dress, looking just like a little white rabbit.
So, Yun Chan was helping Yuan Yao copy books?
For some reason, Jiang Chengyan felt both envious and sour.
He didn't know whether it was Suan Yunchan or Suan Yuanyao...
Holding a calligraphy brush, Jiang Chengyan said sourly, "Yuan Xiaoyao is really lucky!"
snort!
Yun Chan didn't reply, but said calmly, "Copy it."
He was happy to copy books for Yuan Yao.
Consider it a way of repaying the birthday cake she carefully made for him on his birthday...
In the corridor, two young princes sat in a row, copying books with great concentration.
The sound of fighting could be heard from the courtyard gate.
Xie Zhi and Lin Xuan walked into the courtyard with smiles.
Once inside the courtyard, he glanced down into the corridor and asked, "Hey, you two, what are you doing?"
Yun Chan looked up and glanced in this direction.
Jiang Chengyan didn't even look up, his tone unpleasant: "Copy the book!"
Let's just rip him out!
With so many books, when will we ever finish copying them all?
He glanced at it furtively; Yun Chan had already finished copying a page…
That's outrageous!
Xie Zhi rubbed his bottom and laughed loudly, "Second Prince, copying books is already very good, be content!"
"Look at Lin Xuan, his buttocks are all bruised and battered, he can't even sit down today."
"Thank you, Zhi!" Lin Xuan said through gritted teeth, his face flushed red.
It's shameful to talk about this kind of thing, okay?
My butt is spread wide open...
It's as if Xie Zhi's backside wasn't spanked!
Who was it that just said their wound was starting to peel and was very itchy?
"What are you afraid of?" Xie Zhi put his arm around Lin Xuan's shoulder. "They're all acquaintances, they won't laugh at you, right? Hahaha..."
He laughed particularly unrestrainedly.
"puff……"
Yuan Yao couldn't help but laugh along.
Xie Zhi is hilarious.
He kept saying no one was laughing at Lin Xuan, but he laughed louder than anyone else.
Even Huaiyao couldn't stand it anymore: "In my opinion, Xie Zhi didn't get enough whippings! How about I, the princess, give you a few more lashes?"
"Why don't you give it a try?" Xie Zhi raised an eyebrow with a smile.
Acha walked over with light steps, the bells jingling crisply, and laughed smugly: "I'm so lucky! When I got back, my brother scolded me a bit! Hehe..."
"It's all because you're a princess from a foreign land." Lin Xuan pursed his lips.
If Acha is also a citizen of Daqi, how could he escape punishment?
Seeing Lin Xuan's expression, Acha's smile grew even more smug: "It's clearly my older brother who dotes on me..."
"Acha!"
Hao Lie, dressed in a dark blue robe in the style of the Northern Di people, with the rope twisted with gold thread and adorned with gemstones still wrapped around his forehead, strode into the courtyard.
He first bowed to everyone in the courtyard before saying, "Acha, I'm only sparing you from punishment for now... Once we return to the Northern Barbarians, you won't escape your punishment..."
Why... would you brag about this?
The princess, the second prince, the heir apparent, and the young marquis were all punished, but you... you were not punished and were gloating in front of them?
Your words and actions have greatly disappointed your elder brother…
Haolie still spoke with a slight stutter.
He wasn't actually stuttering; it's just that Da Qi's speech wasn't very good, and he was nervous...
Acha pouted, "Brother, I was wrong..."
"If you're wrong... then admit it!" Hao Lie is not easily fooled.
Acha had no choice but to say, "I'm sorry..."
"Whom are you sorry to?" Haolie asked.
Helpless, Acha apologized to Yuan Yao and the others in turn.
After his sister apologized, Haolie finally spoke up, "I know how to roast lamb, so... how about I do it?"
"How can we trouble Prince Haolie with this?" Huairou said gently, "The imperial chef can do it."
"No...no trouble at all." Hao Lie glanced furtively at Huai Yao, then puffed out his chest and said, "Don't let my princely status fool you...I'm quite the expert at grilling meat!"
Two red marks appeared on the boy's face.
"Let my brother do it!" Acha said with a bright smile. "My brother's roasted mutton is delicious!"
Unable to refuse such hospitality, Huairou could only say, "Then... thank you for your trouble, Prince Haolie."
Haolie smiled.
The boy's smile was like the sun shining on the grassland, bright but not dazzling.
It looks pretty good...
"Damn it..."
Huaiyao gripped the whip, sheepishly shrinking back, and withdrew her gaze from Haolie's face.
As she turned her head, she met Yuan Yao's dark and bright eyes.
Yuan Yao stared at her, blinking her eyes: "Sister Huaiyao?"
"snort!"
Huaiyao snorted coldly, puffed out her chest, and strode into the room.
Yuan Yao chuckled.
Why act so awkward when you see someone good-looking?
She looks at good-looking people openly and honestly.
for example……
Yuan Yao, with her small frame upright, looked around and then looked at the most beautiful person in the entire courtyard—Yun Chan.
A little bit of awkwardness in her appearance is simply irresistible!
Yun Chan was copying a book when suddenly she felt a gaze fixed on her.
He gripped the calligraphy brush and looked up.
Not far away, Yuan Yao was staring at him with her round eyes wide open.
Yun Chan curled her lips into a faint smile.
That smile was like the pure snow on a pine tip, like the bright moon on a branch...
Yuan Yao: "!!!"
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