Although Lin Xuan is young, he is extremely concerned about his image!
His father was the Marquis of Dingjun, his aunt was the esteemed Imperial Concubine, and his cousin was the current Crown Prince. When he was young, the Emperor jokingly called him Young Marquis Lin, and later, everyone called him Young Marquis...
This kind of kid is incredibly arrogant and is most afraid of losing face.
Seeing Lin Xuan wailing, Yuan Yao asked, "Young Marquis Lin, an incense stick has only burned down to the length of a fingernail. Do you admit defeat?"
The address "Young Master" brought Lin Xuan back to his senses.
He stopped crying, roughly wiped his face with his sleeve, and said angrily, "Who said I was going to admit defeat?"
“Xuan’er.” Marquis Dingjun grabbed his shoulder: “Just apologize to the princess, apologize, and we won’t hold it in anymore.”
"I refuse to admit defeat to her!" Lin Xuan shook off Dingjun Hou's hand: "I'm going to fight again!"
After speaking, he actually walked back to his original spot and persevered.
"You child..." Marquis Dingjun was furious.
This time, Lin Xuan couldn't even last twenty seconds and fell to the ground.
He refused to give up, got up again, and kept going, repeating this several times...
With his missing front tooth agape, Lin Xuan slurred, "Nobody can stop me!"
Yuan Yao pouted.
She thought to herself: Who wants to stop you!
It's quite amusing to see a naughty kid get his comeuppance!
As for the Ninth Prince, it's even less likely he could stop him.
Marquis Dingjun asked the Ninth Prince, who was sipping tea, with a worried expression, "Your Highness, how long did that guard hold out just now?"
The Ninth Prince skimmed off the foam with the teacup lid, took a small sip, and replied, "It hasn't been long, less than two hours."
Two hours?
Marquis Dingjun was so frightened that he took a few steps back.
After holding out for so long, even a bodyguard would be half-crippled by now, right?
And then, his precious son…
Marquis Dingjun was extremely anxious.
Just then, a figure flashed past the courtyard gate and quickly returned.
Marquis Dingjun, with his sharp eyes, was overjoyed: "Young Master!"
Yuan Yao followed her gaze.
The person at the door was none other than Xie Zhi!
Xie Zhi had already changed into a black fitted robe, with wrist guards on his wrists. He leisurely walked into the room and, seeing the person supporting himself on the ground, asked in surprise, "Lin Xuan, what are you doing?"
As he spoke, he bowed to the Ninth Prince and nodded to the Marquis of Dingjun: "Lord Marquis."
Marquis Dingjun disregarded all etiquette and stepped forward to grab Xie Zhi's wrist, urgently saying, "Young Master, you've come at the right time! Please help persuade Lin Xuan!"
He insisted on making a bet with the princess, saying he'd hold his breath for half an incense stick's time. He even knocked out his front teeth trying, but he still couldn't hold it for the full time..."
Xie Zhi pulled Dingjun Hou's hand away: "Really? Let me see."
After speaking, he walked to Yuan Yao's side and squatted down on the ground: "Lin Xuan, open your mouth."
Lin Xuan yelled in a lousy voice, "Get out!"
It's so soft and limp, like it hasn't eaten.
Xie Zhi laughed and said, "I came to see you out of kindness, how can you tell me to get lost? Lin Xuan, you are so rude! Your manners are more like those of a three-year-old."
As he spoke, he looked at Yuan Yao, who was standing at the same height as him when he was squatting, and teased her by deliberately stretching his neck.
After Yuan Yao noticed, she took a few quick steps and moved to the side.
As a result, when she moved, Xie Zhi moved with her.
Yuan Yao: "..."
She finally couldn't hold back any longer, looked at Xie Zhi, and asked in a childish voice, "What are you doing?"
Is it satisfying to compare heights with her?
Xie Zhi looked at her, but pointed towards Lin Xuan: "Xiao Yao'er, do you believe me? I'll hold on for a while, and I can hold on for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn?"
“You?” Yuan Yao looked at him, her large, clear eyes filled with denial: “I don’t believe it.”
One incense stick's time is roughly equivalent to half an hour, or one hour...
Xie Zhi is dreaming.
This is a plank!
The reason the bodyguard lasted so long is because he has practiced martial arts since childhood.
Moreover, those chosen to be bodyguards are already among the best in terms of skill and physical ability.
As for Xie Zhi?
Yuan Yao shook her little head: "Save your energy."
Lin Xuan lay down on the ground again, spitting out a mouthful of saliva tinged with blood.
He braced himself on the ground with both hands and glared angrily at Xie Zhi: "Get out of my way, don't block my way!"
"I, this young master, refuse to believe it today!"
Xie Zhi chose a spot next to Lin Xuan, began to lift his robes, and said to the Ninth Prince, "Please, Ninth Prince, help me remember the time!"
The Ninth Prince smiled, but his eyes were devoid of warmth: "Alright."
Soon, the little eunuch lit another incense stick.
Xie Zhichong blinked at Yuan Yao, his body sank down, and he held on steadily, his breathing rhythm was calm, and he looked effortless.
Compared to him, Lin Xuan, who was constantly lying down, was so weak that it was almost unbearable to look at.
As the incense sticks gradually shortened, and Xie Zhi maintained his posture without even trembling, Yuan Yao was astonished.
Xie Zhi, your stamina is amazing!
Even Marquis Dingjun couldn't help but praise, "Young Master's stamina is far superior to Lin Xuan's!"
"Bang!" Lin Xuan collapsed to the ground, his hands and feet trembling, finally unable to get up.
He was panting heavily, clutching his waist, and looked at Xie Zhi in pain.
The incense stick had burned down to almost half its original length when Xie Zhi's hand began to tremble...
Xie Zhi glanced at the incense, then leaped to his feet, panting, "I'm not doing it anymore! I give up, this thing is too tiring!"
The eunuch behind the young prince extinguished the incense stick and said with a grin, "Your Highness, congratulations on lasting half an incense stick's time."
Half an incense stick, or thirty minutes...
Yuan Yao looked at Xie Zhi and sincerely praised him, "Although you didn't reach the agreed-upon one incense stick time, you actually lasted for half an incense stick time! You are truly amazing!"
Xie Zhi pinched the chubby cheek of her face, not at all modest: "This young master is quite amazing!"
Yuan Yao slapped his hand away: "Ouch!"
Xie Zhi burst into laughter.
Seeing the harmonious atmosphere here, Lin Xuan said angrily, "You just wait, sooner or later, I will defeat Xie Zhi and become the person who lasts the longest!"
Xie Zhi replied, "Okay, I'll wait."
"snort!"
Lin Xuan straightened his clothes, flicked his sleeves, and left angrily.
Marquis Dingjun picked up Lin Xuan's fallen tooth from the ground, hurriedly bowed to the Ninth Prince, and quickly chased after him.
Seeing this, Xie Zhi cupped his hands to the Ninth Prince and said with a smile, "There's a bird's nest waiting for me to raid, so I'll take my leave now."
After speaking, he turned and walked away.
"Thank you, young master." The Ninth Prince suddenly spoke up.
Xie Zhi paused, then turned around: "Your Highness, is something the matter?"
The old man's slender eyes scrutinized him for a moment with a sinister look, then he suddenly curled his lips into a smile: "Your Highness has good stamina."
Xie Zhi laughed heartily, turned around, and disappeared through the courtyard gate.
Looking towards the doorway, the Ninth Prince sighed, "I really don't like children."
"ah?"
Yuan Yao looked up.
Does the Ninth Prince dislike children?
Isn't she a child too?
Suddenly, the Ninth Prince chuckled softly, looked down at her, and pinched her soft, round bun: "Looking at it from all angles, my own daughter is still the cutest."
Hearing this, Yuan Yao breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, she lost her balance and was lifted up.
The Ninth Prince held her in one hand, his voice soft and gentle: "Back to the palace, I have a surprise for you."
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