What was the first thing she said to him?
The old man, with his long, slender fingers slightly calloused, twitched slightly, tapping the edge of the bamboo netting on his veil as he gazed intently at Yuan Yao.
After a moment, he loosened his grip and said slowly, "Back then, you were small and soft, like a freshly made white dumpling."
You're so delicate; you can't eat this or drink that.
I then thought that I should arrange for many wet nurses for you, hoping that you could grow up healthier...
Then you said to me... "Daddy, I'm not hungry, I don't want milk..."
He looked at Yuan Yao, as if he could see the past through her present self.
Yuan Yao was greatly shocked after hearing what he said.
Wasn't that what her father said the first day she arrived here?
Could it be...
Father had long seen that the soul inside this body had been replaced when the child was three years old.
He knew, but never said it?
Oh my god...
Yuan Yao opened her mouth in shock: "Father..."
"Hmm? Are you dumbfounded?" The Ninth Prince looked at her with a smile, his expression unchanged.
Yuan Yao: "..."
Her mind was in complete turmoil!
It was chaotic and panicked.
She had never been so terrified since she came into this world.
She has always believed that she has covered it up quite well.
She tried to make every move resemble that of a three-year-old.
The only thing that wasn't done well was probably opening the Four Seasons Spring dessert shop in such a rush...
At that time, she thought herself clever and asked the skillful Yu'er to make desserts and let Manager Bai help her run the business.
She always dismissed dessert inspiration as a dream.
After all, as a young princess living in the palace and being a favored concubine, she was quite knowledgeable despite her young age.
To outsiders, the Four Seasons Spring was a car that the Emperor indulged the young princess with, a car he drove for her to play with.
With her father, her start-up capital came from the silver her uncle had given her as a reward...
So, which part went wrong?
Yuan Yao's forehead began to break out in a cold sweat.
At that moment, a pale blue silk handkerchief was handed to her.
Yuan Yao's hand trembled.
The smile on the lips of the Ninth Prince widened.
He raised his hand and gently patted Yuan Yao's little head: "You really are silly, is it because you're hot?"
"Look at you, your father is so moved he can't speak just because he remembers the little things about how you've grown up over the years?"
Yuan Yao's emotions were complicated.
Her eyes stung, and her pupils gradually turned red: "Father has taken good care of Yao'er all these years."
When she was little, Yao'er longed to grow up so that she could protect her father.
But now that she's grown up, she realizes that over the years, Yao'er hasn't done much for her father...
He didn't even have the courage to tell his father the truth about his parentage...
She's such a coward!
If I tell my father the truth, will he cripple her in a fit of anger?
Will he blame her?
It's her fault for taking over the body of Yuan Xiaoyao before she was three years old, and for taking over all the wealth, friends, and companions she's had over the years...
At this moment, the voice of the Ninth Prince rang out: "Little Yao'er, how do you think your father is doing these days?"
"Huh?" Yuan Yao came back to her senses.
Just like when she was a child, the Ninth Prince looked up and touched her high-tied hair: "Father is doing very well now."
In spring and autumn, you'll have company to see the mountains and rivers, observe the customs and learn about local traditions; in winter and summer, you'll travel to the capital of Chu to accompany you.
"Look, isn't Father doing well?"
Hearing this, Yuan Yao felt inexplicably heartbroken.
She felt wronged for her father: "Father could have lived a thousand times, ten thousand times better than he does now..."
It's all that damned Jiang Chi's fault!
Thinking about it, Yuan Yao said angrily, "Father, when we return to the capital this time, I will definitely go and stomp on Jiang Chi's grave a few times!"
grave?
The old man vaguely remembered that Jiang Chi did have a grave.
His remains were retrieved from the moat by his former confidants and buried on a mountain in the outskirts of Beijing.
However, the Nine Thousand Years Old has never been there.
He said to Yuan Yao, "Why go to such an unlucky place? At this time of year, wouldn't it be better to sit under the flower trellis of Qianhua Palace and brew some tea?"
Or, wouldn't it be better to go to Si Shi Chun and have some shaved ice?
"No!" Yuan Yao said seriously, "Father, eating is not a way to vent your anger! It will only make me more and more agitated!"
Venting anger?
puff……
Xie Ning, who had been silently watching the tender moment between father and daughter, finally couldn't help but agree: "Brother, I also want to jump around on Jiang Chi's grave."
After saying that, he looked at Yuan Yao and said, "Little Yao, when you go, remember to call your uncle."
The uncle and nephew hit it off immediately.
The Ninth Prince shook his head helplessly.
He grabbed Yuan Yao and said, "Watch out for the stairs. If you fall, I'll be heartbroken again."
Yun (the person in question)?
"puff……"
Hahaha……
Yuan Yao couldn't help but laugh out loud.
What's wrong with Father? Why does he suddenly seem to dislike Yun Chan?
Could it be that her nostalgia just now made her father jealous?
She lifted the hem of her skirt and said as she walked, "Later, let me, Yun, keep Father company with a good drink!"
As he spoke, he went up to the second floor.
Inside the room, Yun Chan was engrossed in processing official documents.
Hearing footsteps, he looked up towards the door.
Upon seeing this, he put down his pen and paper, stood up, and bowed with his hands clasped in greeting: "Father-in-law, you must be tired from your journey."
The Ninth Prince looked at him coldly and did not respond.
Yun Chan remained in the bowing posture.
The Ninth Prince's gaze fell on the desk.
On the desk were two tall stacks of folded documents.
The folds have gold-stamped cloud patterns.
Upon closer inspection, it was clearly a gift from the State of Chu…
Nevertheless, the Ninth Prince's expression remained cold: "Nonsense. An emperor of a nation has actually abandoned his country and family to travel around sightseeing."
Yun Chan immediately replied, "Father-in-law is right."
"Heh..." The Ninth Prince sneered.
Xie Ning made a hand gesture from the side.
Yun Chan then straightened up and took the initiative to explain, "Father-in-law, there's no need to worry. I've left people in Chu Capital."
The round trip will only take about ten days; there won't be any trouble.
The Ninth Prince scoffed lightly: "If things really go wrong, I will make sure Xiao Yao'er divorces you immediately."
Divorce?
Yun Chan looked at Yuan Yao.
Yuan Yao blinked.
She didn't say that!
Yun Chan smiled faintly and replied, "Please rest assured, Father-in-law. If Chu is thrown into chaos because of me, even if you don't say anything, I will divorce Yao'er in advance."
Even if he dies, she must escape unscathed...
On the side, Yuan Yao pursed her lips and said, "Father, Yun Chan, can't you think about things in a positive light?"
Divorce, divorce, divorce, isn't that so unlucky?
Yao'er has only been married for a year. If she gets divorced, it will be her second marriage!
Xie Ning smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, Xiao Yao'er. Even if it's your second marriage, the men who want to marry you will still line up from the capital of Daqi to the city gate."
"Think positively!"
Yuan Yao: "..."
She said irritably, "Uncle, if you keep stirring things up, be careful that Yao'er doesn't betray her own family for the greater good!"
"Oh?" Xie Ning wasn't afraid of her at all, instead asking with a smile, "What kind of 'sacrifice family for the greater good' approach?"
Yuan Yao thought for a moment: "I'll get you drunk, and then I'll marry you a bunch of beautiful and slender young women. Next year, I'll give you a bunch of chubby and healthy children."
Xie Ning could no longer smile.
Immediately, he flicked his sleeve and pulled out a bunch of bottles and jars.
He rummaged around for a few moments, then took out a small pink porcelain bottle and handed it to Yun Chan: "Here, take this!"
Yun Chan asked, "Uncle, what is this?"
"The antidote," Xie Ning replied. "After you finish this bottle, next year you'll have fair and tender children."
Come on, let's finish it off.
Yun Chan: "..."
Yuan Yao: "???"
The Ninth Prince coldly lifted his eyelids: "Xie Ning, are you getting cocky?"
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