Yuan Yuan disliked children.
At least, that's what he thought from the time Yuan Ning was born until Yuan Yao was born.
Children are so soft, small, and incredibly delicate.
You can't hit them, you can't scold them...
Yuan Yuan had little will to live.
After avenging the Yuan family, he didn't really want to live for a long time.
In this world, there are very few things left for him to cherish.
In the capital, he would attend court during the day and then climb onto the roof of the Qianhua Palace at night to drink. When he got drunk, he would fall asleep on the roof.
Each time, Ying would take him back to his bedchamber after he had fallen asleep...
In the military camp, when going into battle, they would grab their swords, mount their horses, and charge at the enemy generals, not caring about their own bodies at all.
If it weren't for Shadow protecting me, I don't know how many times I would have died...
He wore the most alluring and gorgeous clothes in the world, yet his aura was even colder than the frost and snow of winter.
In the imperial court, apart from Zheng Kuo, the Minister of Justice, very few people dared to provoke him.
If anyone offends him, he throws his sword into their hand and says sarcastically, "You can't argue with me, and you can't beat me in a fight."
Seeing how useless you are, even I feel sorry for you.
Come, I'll give you a chance. You stab me with your sword, and I'll stab you with mine.
If I fall first, you will be the next regent of the Great Qi.
"If you fall first, I'll send your whole family to feed the fish in the moat."
The court officials: "..."
frenzied!
It was bad enough that Yuan Yuan was insane, but the emperor was going crazy along with him.
With madmen in power, the Great Qi is beyond saving!
It's hopeless!
The mad regent is no longer acceptable; kill him and find a replacement.
As a result, Qianhua Palace was frequently the site of assassinations and poisonings.
However, waste is waste after all...
Kill Yuan Yuan?
He's only bringing shame upon himself and courting his own death.
In the second year of Chengwu, on a warm spring day, Feng Pi returned dressed in magnificent robes, carrying a fair-skinned, rosy-cheeked baby!
...
The day I brought Yuan Yao back to the capital of Daqi, the spring sunshine was just right.
He wore a magnificent embroidered robe, his hair neatly tied up, and he carried Yuan Yao in his arms as he rode his horse through the main streets of the capital.
Behind them followed the triumphant soldiers.
The baby in my arms was babbling and making a fuss.
Yuan Yuan lowered his head and asked softly, "Little Yao'er, do you like the capital? We'll be home soon."
Yuan Yao stared at him with her dark, grape-like eyes for a while, then laughed happily, "Ya ya..."
"So, you like it?" Yuan Yuan chuckled.
Jiang Xian was overjoyed to hear that Yuan Yuan had returned.
Last autumn, after Liuyue died, he fell seriously ill and was delirious for several days. It took him three months to recover.
Even now, he still doesn't seem to be in good spirits, and he's gained weight.
Because I always have trouble sleeping, I developed dark circles under my eyes at a young age...
Yuan Yuan was carrying Yuan Yao when Jiang Xian called out to him, restrained yet joyful, "A Yuan, you're back?"
Suddenly, her gaze fell on his arms.
A fair-skinned, soft baby is waving its chubby little hands, making "Eeya eeya..."
Jiang Xian's smile froze on her face as she asked, "A Yuan, who is she?"
Yuan Yuan bowed to Jiang Xian and replied coldly, "She is my daughter."
daughter?
A Yuan's daughter?
A-Yuan has a daughter?
He is not...
Jiang Xian stared wide-eyed in shock, looking at Yuan Yao as if she were a little monster.
Yuan Yao looked at him with her bright black eyes and smiled at him.
Even her smile is adorable and childlike.
Moreover, she reached out her hand to him...
Afraid that her little hands would get cold, Yuan Yuan lifted his long fingers and pushed her little hand back: "Be good."
Seeing this, Jiang Xian suspected that the vinegar used by the imperial kitchen to make sweet and sour pork ribs had gone bad, otherwise, why was he only now feeling the sourness?
Jiang Xian, unable to bear it any longer, asked, "A Yuan, is this child... really yours?"
"Could it be yours?" Yuan Yuan asked back.
Jiang Xian: "..."
Jiang Xian chuckled dryly, "A Yuan, you haven't been back to the capital for over a year. Let's talk about it when we get back to the palace."
The Northern Barbarians' request for peace has been sent; it seems there will be no more fighting for the time being…
"Hmm." Yuan Yuan said calmly, "Let's go back to the palace first."
"good……"
Jiang Xian, with a stern face, coughed lightly and said, "Let's go."
Li Deshan raised his voice and shouted, "His Majesty is departing..."
The group returned to the palace in a grand procession.
Yuan Yuan carried Yuan Yao and returned to Qianhua Palace first.
Jiang Xian thought for a moment and followed.
Qianhua Palace had already been thoroughly cleaned up by Danqing and his men.
She had brought people and waited at the door early on.
As soon as the person arrived, a whole throng of palace servants knelt down, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty! Greetings, Your Highness..."
"Get up, everyone." Jiang Xian raised his hand in a good mood.
As soon as he stood up, Danqing walked over and curtsied, saying, "Your Majesty, you've returned?"
After speaking, her gaze fell on Yuan Yao in Yuan Yuan's arms.
Yuan Yuan said to her, "Raise your hand."
Without much thought, Danqing raised her hands, palms facing upwards.
Suddenly, my hand felt heavy.
“Eeya…”
Yuan Yao grinned at her.
Danqing's heart softened, and she carefully held Yuanyao in her arms.
Yuan Yuan said calmly, "We've been traveling for a long time. Take Xiao Yao'er to take a bath and change her clothes."
"Yes," Danqing replied.
Ying had already sent a message back to Qianhua Palace, instructing Danqing to make preparations in advance.
Therefore, Danqing was not too surprised when she saw Yuan Yao.
The only surprise was that the little girl Chitose brought back was just too well-behaved and adorable!
Danqing had been in the palace for many years, but this was the first time she had ever seen such a beautiful little dumpling!
Therefore, the task of taking care of Yuan Yao on a daily basis fell to Danqing...
After a little dumpling appeared in Qianhua Palace, Jiang Xian was jealous for quite a while.
After finishing her jealousy, she immediately bestowed the title of "Princess" upon Yuan Yao.
From then on, Qianhua Palace had a new young master with a title...
Before Yuan Yao turned one year old, Yuan Yuan never left the capital again.
From time to time, special people would visit Qianhua Palace—assassins.
Initially, Yuan Yao was accompanied by Dan Qing and lived alone in a palace.
Later, when there were more assassins, Yuan Yuan moved her into the Moonflower Palace and took care of her personally, fearing that she might encounter an accident.
When Yuan Yuan woke up at night, the little dumpling beside him was sleeping peacefully and softly. He felt that he finally had a glimmer of hope for the future.
A ray of light is gradually illuminating his life.
Yuan Yao grows her first tooth...
Yuan Yao took her first steps...
Yuan Yao called him "Daddy" for the first time...
...
Yuan Yao had a dream.
In my dream, skyscrapers stand tall, reaching straight to the sky.
The wide asphalt road is bustling with traffic.
The sky was overcast, and she didn't know where she was going; all she knew was that she was in a great hurry...
So she lifted her foot and started running frantically.
I ran and ran, passing through many streets and through many crowds.
After running for a long time, the roadside became increasingly desolate.
The high-rise buildings are gone, the asphalt roads are gone, and all around are forests.
The sky grew heavier and heavier.
A gust of wind blew by, blinding her.
When the wind stopped, she found herself standing on a wide street in the capital of the Great Qi Dynasty.
The streets were decorated with colorful lanterns, creating a festive and lively atmosphere.
As night falls, the sky is ablaze with colorful clouds.
Yuan Yao opened her eyes wide with curiosity and walked briskly down the street, looking east and west...
Just then, the sound of horses' hooves rang out on the long street.
Along with the sound of horses' hooves, a boy's voice rang out: "A-Yuan, there are many people on the street, ride slowly."
A Yuan?
Yuan Yao, holding the windmill, turned around to look.
A young man in a light white robe and flowing belt rode a tall, blue-maned horse, galloping down the long street, his clothes fluttering and his black hair flying.
That face, though not yet fully grown, already exuded a captivating beauty that defied gender distinction.
The young man smiled, full of vigor and spirit, dressed in fine clothes and riding a spirited horse.
One look, and you'll never forget it...
The boy walked by, bringing with him a gust of wind.
After the wind passed, the air was filled with the familiar fragrance of flowers, as well as the sweet aroma of tea, fruit, and pastries from Beijing.
Yuan Yao squinted at it.
Outside the gate of the Academy of Chinese Studies, a mimosa tree, as thick as three people could hug, was in full bloom, its branches covered in pale yellow blossoms, exuding a subtle fragrance.
Under the tree stood a tall figure in a black brocade robe.
The man was patiently waiting, leading two tall horses.
At that moment, a white shadow flickered at the gate of the National Academy.
A young man in white robes, with a cold and aloof demeanor and a refined air, was walking out while talking to the student beside him.
Suddenly, he glanced sideways, his narrow eyes turning to look under the mimosa tree, and a bright, gentle smile appeared on his lips.
The student bowed respectfully to him and said, "Master, I will not disturb you and Master Ying's outing any longer."
I'll ask you for advice another day.
"Mm." The young man in white nodded.
The student hesitated again, saying, "My mother has had a headache again recently, and it only worked after taking Lord Yuan's prescription. I wonder..."
The young man in white was in a hurry to leave, so he said, "My father retired a few days ago and has stopped treating patients."
If you need the medicine urgently, take my token and go to Yongning Hall to find Yuan Ning. His master, Mr. Heyin, makes the medicine, which is extremely effective and very rare.
If it were me, he might have given me some face.
After speaking, he handed all the books in his hand to the students.
A token?
Book?
The student looked bewildered: "Master..."
The gentleman has already gone far away.
Yuan Yao felt sorry for the student for three seconds.
She stuck out her tongue and turned to look at the two people not far away.
Under the mimosa tree, the tall young man in black pursed his lips and said, "You're a cup of tea late."
The young master in white tilted his head and looked at him: "Does the martial arts instructor of the National Academy like timing even more than I, the teacher?"
"Since you're so calculating, I wouldn't dare travel with you."
The young man in black said with a hint of helplessness, "A-Yuan, stop fooling around."
"Just kidding." The young man in white took the reins, mounted his horse, and said, "You blockhead, let's go."
After speaking, he kicked the horse's belly hard: "Giddy up!"
Her snow-white clothes billowed, and her black hair flew wildly.
The young man in black chuckled lightly, his voice deep and powerful: "A-Yuan, slow down."
After speaking, he leaped onto his horse and spurred it on to follow.
Under the mimosa tree.
A breeze blows, and the flower branches sway in the wind.
A pale yellow mimosa flower gently landed on Yuan Yao's shoulder.
Yuan Yao blinked, picked up the mimosa flower, and took a light sniff.
The flowers are fluffy and delicate, with a light fragrance and a soft, gentle touch.
Yuan Yao looked up, watching the two figures disappear into the distance on the long street—
"Father, slow down."
The autumn sun shines brightly, and the time is just right.
Here, everything is still possible...
Father, may you always live such a bright, carefree life, just like before!
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