Yun Chan took a sip of the warm water in her cup and said coldly, "No."
No?
Why does he look so pale?
Yuan Yao was both surprised and suspicious, and prepared to change the subject: "Today, my father and I went out to play and brought back a lot of saplings."
I plan to cultivate plants that can be propagated by cuttings into seedlings...
Do you like flowers? I'll bring you some seedlings to plant in Chaoyun Palace, okay?
Chaoyun Palace looks so bare and depressing!
If you plant flowers, and they bloom, you can cut a few branches every day and place them on your desk; reading will be much more enjoyable…
She talked to herself, already imagining a sea of flowers blooming in her mind.
Yun Chan gazed at her intently, and suddenly remembered that one day after school, Xie Zhi had given her an iron box, which was said to be full of flower seeds...
She was overjoyed that day.
I suppose she really likes flowers?
Yun Chan pondered that she would write a letter to her uncle another day, asking him to send some flowers and plants from Chu to Daqi...
Yuan Yao said a lot, and then she saw Yun Chan staring at her intently, his gaze no longer as cold as before, and the corners of his lips slightly upturned.
He looks so well-behaved...
Like a well-behaved child listening attentively to the teacher.
Thinking of this, Yuan Yao felt very gratified: "Yun Chan, then it's settled. We'll plant roses outside your Chaoyun Palace, shall we?"
Yun Chan: "?"
When did he make the agreement with her?
Oh well, I'll let it go for the sake of making her happy.
Yun Chan said indifferently, "Whatever you want."
"As I please?" Yuan Yao chuckled. "Are you really so comfortable letting me run around your courtyard like this?"
Yun Chan said, "Anyway, I don't know how to do it myself."
Yuan Yao pursed her lips.
Such a petty squabble, it really ruins the romance of life!
It's not a big deal when you're young, but what if it's the same when you grow up...?
If he marries a wife, how miserable will she be?
Having such a dull and unromantic husband, spending a lifetime with him would probably drive you crazy...
"Slap!" Yuan Yao slapped her forehead.
She muttered, "Yuan Yao, what are you thinking about?"
"Hmm?" Yun Chan looked at her.
Yuan Yao smiled and said, "It's nothing, I was just swatting mosquitoes!"
Looking at the little snowman-like beautiful Yun Chan, Yuan Yao's smile became even more... kind and benevolent.
She thought to herself: Yun Chan is only seven years old!
There are still eleven years until they reach adulthood!
And she actually thought about his future...
Shivering, Yuan Yao picked up a plate of cherries and coaxed in her soft, childlike voice, "Yun Chan, try this..."
You must have thrown them all away last time, right?
"Here, I brought this myself. I guarantee it's non-toxic. Try it and see if it's sweet!"
Yun Chan pursed her lips, gazing at the glistening cherries on the plate.
He hesitated to speak, then asked, "So, you always knew that I threw away the food you brought me before?"
“Yes!” Yuan Yao tilted her head to look at him: “I’ve always known.”
Yun Chan's eyes flickered, and she pursed her lips, saying, "I'm sorry..."
Yuan Yao shook her head and comforted him instead: "Yun Chan, actually, you don't need to apologize to me."
It's normal for you to be wary of people since you've been poisoned since childhood.
Look, there are quite a few people who want to kill me. When I go out, I don't dare to touch anything outside.
However, we are good friends, and good friends don't need to be guarded around each other!
There's no need for them to be wary of each other...
Yun Chan nodded: "Mm..."
Yuan Yao picked up a bright red cherry with her small hand and handed it to Yun Chan: "Try it!"
Yun Chan ate the cherry without hesitation.
With a gentle bite, the sweet and sour cherry juice spreads between your lips and teeth...
Yuan Yao asked expectantly, "Is it delicious?"
Yun Chan nodded.
Yuan Yao smiled brightly and picked up a mulberry that was so red it was almost black: "Try this one!"
Yun Chan obediently ate it.
Yuan Yao experienced the joy of feeding.
She would sometimes take a cherry, sometimes a bayberry, and sometimes peel an apricot, feeding them to Yunchan one by one.
Yun Chan ate half a full bowl of fruit.
Before she knew it, Yuan Yao had spent an hour in Chaoyun Palace...
Looking at the setting sun, Danqing came in and asked, "Princess, are we going back to Qianhua Palace?"
"Huh?" Yuan Yao looked up and looked at Danqing.
Danqing's gaze fell on her fingers, and he couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "Princess, why are your fingers all stained?"
Yuan Yao took a look and exclaimed, "Oh dear!"
She spent the entire afternoon coaxing Yunchan to eat fruit, and before she knew it, her fingers were completely stained red...
Cherry juice, mulberry juice, and bayberry juice—they're all amazing at coloring!
Yuan Yao spread her ten fingers and said to Yun Chan, "Yun Chan, it's getting late, I should go back to Qianhua Palace."
Are you leaving so soon?
Yun Chan looked somewhat disappointed.
When Yuan Yao was around, he complained that she was noisy and kept feeding him fruit.
But as she was leaving, a vague sense of displeasure crept into his heart...
Swallowing the sour green plum in her mouth, Yun Chan frowned and beckoned someone to bring her some water: "Someone, bring a basin of water in for the princess."
Her hands were covered in juice; when she got back, the Ninth Prince would surely scold her.
Yuan Yao rolled up her sleeves and soaked her fair and tender little hands in the clear water.
While soaking in the water, she said to Yun Chan, "I almost forgot to tell you, the Minister of Revenue is dead!"
"Minister of Revenue?" Yun Chan was taken aback.
He had only been in the Great Qi for a short time and was not familiar with the officials in the Great Qi court, but he did know the Minister of Revenue.
He had heard Xie Ning tell him about the Minister of Revenue and his daughter's plot against the Emperor when he was still at the imperial palace.
I never imagined that he would die like this?
Yun Chan pursed her lips and asked, "How did you die?"
Yuan Yao pulled her hand out of the water and gestured across her neck: "Hanging, suicide. Scary, isn't it?"
Yun Chan frowned her beautiful brows: "To die like this is too easy for him."
"You can't say that," Yuan Yao said, taking the handkerchief from Dan Qing and wiping her hands as she did so. "His death alone could protect the entire Xu family!"
If he doesn't die, then in the future, I'm afraid the entire Xu family will have to die with him..."
Upon hearing this, Yun Chan looked up and glanced at Yuan Yao in surprise.
However, it was only at first glance.
He covered his lips and said calmly, "Your Highness must be quite busy these days?"
“Yes!” Yuan Yao nodded emphatically and replied, “Father already has a lot on his plate!”
During this period, first, Consort Ruan's maternal clan tried to kill my father and me, then Prince Xuanping rebelled, and now, the Minister of Revenue has poisoned several imperial guards..."
More importantly, this Minister of Revenue was also a person of the Empress Dowager.
That's the Empress Dowager, not just any ordinary person...
She felt sorry for the Ninth Prince!
I wonder how he's managed all these years...
The emperor is a complete incompetent fool; he leaves everything to the eunuch!
Tsk!
Thinking of that emperor, Yuan Yao couldn't help but recall how his concubines disliked him.
The image of the emperor's slightly plump figure and his eye bags flashed through her mind, and Yuan Yao couldn't help but feel disgusted...
Are emperors, with so many women, all of them so weak?
Her gaze slowly fell on Yun Chan: "Yun Chan, may I ask you a question?"
"What?" Yun Chan looked at her.
Yuan Yao blinked and asked playfully, "Yun Chan, will you become an emperor someday?"
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