Is the Chu palace in chaos?
Yun Chan... is gone?
Yuan Yao's mind went completely blank.
Although the room was warm and cozy, she felt as if she were in an ice cave, so cold that her teeth were chattering.
How could Yun Chan possibly be dead?
How is that possible?!
Yuan Yao forced a cold smile and looked at Xie Ning: "Uncle, this joke is not funny at all."
“Yao’er, your uncle isn’t joking.” Xie Ning also became serious and solemn: “As soon as I received the news, I came to find you immediately.”
"My brothers are unaware of this matter yet..."
Yuan Yao clenched her fingers into her palm, trying her best to remain calm: "Uncle, do you believe Yun Chan is dead?"
Xie Ning hesitated: "I don't believe it."
“Yao’er doesn’t believe it either!” Yuan Yao took a deep breath: “Uncle, when Yun Chan was young, he was always fed poison, but he was able to escape and survive.”
A mere fire won't kill him!
"Let's wait two more days. If we still haven't heard from him after two days, Yao'er will go to the State of Chu."
Go to the State of Chu?
Upon hearing this, Xie Ning immediately stopped him: "The State of Chu is in chaos, what are you going to do?"
If you go, wouldn't you be walking into a trap?
The Queen Consort and the Second Prince of Chu are no good people.
Yuan Yao gave a pale smile: "Uncle, if Yun Chan really dies, Yao'er will kill the Empress Dowager and the Second Prince of Chu to avenge Yun Chan!"
Upon hearing this, Xie Ning's eyes flickered: "Xiao Yao'er..."
"Uncle, Yao'er is alright." Yuan Yao took a deep breath and said softly, "Uncle, let's keep this from Father and the others for now."
Father's health has not fully recovered yet.
She didn't want him to worry...
Breakfast is served in the warm pavilion.
Yuan Yao, along with Jing'er and Aruo, carried the trays and stepped into the warm pavilion.
The Ninth Prince raised his eyes, his deep gaze scrutinizing her for a moment.
Yuan Yao's expression remained unchanged, and she smiled sweetly: "Daddy, Uncle Heyin, Little Uncle, Uncle Ying, good morning!"
Xie Ning glanced at her with a complicated expression.
Yuan Yao placed the tray on the stone table: "Tomorrow is the first day of the new year. Yao'er, along with Jing'er and Aruo, made new clothes for Father and Uncle."
"My cooking skills aren't very good, I hope Father and Uncles won't mind."
After speaking, she deftly took out her outer garment: "This black one is Father's."
The crescent-white one is Uncle Heyin's, the bamboo-green one is Uncle's, and the dark blue one is Uncle Ying's..."
She methodically delivered the clothes to the group.
He Yin took the outer robe, her voice clear and melodious: "Yao'er's craftsmanship is excellent. The embroidery of this crane is quite good."
Yuan Yao smiled and said, "I'm glad Uncle Heyin likes it!"
Ying also said in a deep voice, "I really like the embroidery of fish playing among lotus leaves in a pond."
Yuan Yao said happily, "Then, Uncle Ying, you must wear it tomorrow so that Yao'er can see it!"
Ying nodded.
Of all the outer garments, the one with the most intricate embroidery is that of the Ninth Prince.
Because it was the Lunar New Year, Yuan Yao specially selected the best fabric and drew a pattern. Finally, she decided to embroider peonies on the winding vines using light gold and reddish gold silk threads.
Yuan Yao embroidered this garment all the way.
It took a full seven or eight days.
Xie Ning's clothes were embroidered with bamboo and flowers...
Xie Ning grabbed the clothes and said with a smile, "Little Yao'er, your uncle also really likes this outfit!"
"If you're free later, could you make a few more things for your uncle?"
Yuan Yao smiled and nodded: "Okay! Uncle can tell me in advance what patterns he likes."
The same goes for fabrics; if you find one you like, just go and pick it out yourself.
"No problem, no problem!" Xie Ning smiled broadly.
The Ninth Prince handed the clothes to Aruo, telling her to keep them safe, and gave Xie Ning a cold look: "You're quite good at ordering around Xiao Yao'er."
Xie Ning laughed and said, "After all, I'm your uncle!"
The Ninth Prince snorted coldly.
Heyin slowly folded the clothes and placed them in Xie Ning's arms: "Take them back to your room and hang them on the hanger. Don't make them wrinkle."
"good!"
Xie Ning smiled as she took the clothes, and as she walked, she instructed Xun Chun and Mi Xia, "Don't wait for me, serve the meal first!"
The breakfast on New Year's Eve consisted of fish porridge and fried rice cakes.
Yuan Yao was as usual, except that she didn't eat much for breakfast.
Seeing that she had left half a bowl of porridge, the Ninth Prince pursed his thin lips and turned his head to ask, "Little Yao'er, is the porridge not to your liking?"
Yuan Yao shook her head: "The porridge is delicious, but Yao'er isn't very hungry."
The Ninth Prince handed her a plate of pickled cucumbers that were crisp and refreshing: "Even if you're not hungry, you still need to drink the porridge."
There are still two hours until lunchtime.
Yuan Yao's eyes flickered: "Okay..."
She ate the cucumber and finished the rest of the half bowl of porridge.
After breakfast.
Taking advantage of Yuan Yao's absence, Xie Ning said to the Ninth Prince with great interest: "Today is New Year's Eve, and there are many things to do! Brother, how about I leave the task of writing the couplets to you?"
I took Xiaoyao out for a walk and bought some incense paper, pine branches, firecrackers, and the like..."
Before he could finish speaking, the Ninth Prince said, "Xiao Yao'er cannot go with you."
"Huh?" Xie Ning was stunned: "Why?"
The Ninth Prince glanced at him sideways: "Why not leave things like shopping to your servants or guards?"
Xie Ning: "..."
Xie Ning smiled ingratiatingly: "Brother, I just want to take Xiao Yao'er to experience local customs and traditions."
Celebrating the Lunar New Year in Nanxi Town is so much fun!
We had to sweep away cobwebs, clean the chimneys, and even go up the mountain to pick pine branches to burn...
There are so many vendors selling statues of deities, couplets, firecrackers, and fireworks on the streets!
Besides vendors, there will be many performances on the street...
Xie Ning spoke at length.
After he finished speaking, he looked at the Ninth Prince expectantly.
The Ninth Prince coldly replied, "Little Yao'er is not going."
Xie Ning was at his wit's end.
He said helplessly, "Brother, Aning just wants to find something for Xiaoyao to do."
When she has free time, I'm afraid Xiao Yao'er will start to overthink things.
Xie Ning felt a pang of sympathy.
The Ninth Prince remained unmoved, glancing at him sideways: "There are many people on the street. What if you lose her?"
Xie Ning: "..."
He lowered his voice and asked tentatively, "Brother, do you know something?"
The Ninth Prince did not answer.
Xie Ning's heart skipped a beat.
He stopped laughing and asked, "When did you find out, brother?"
The Ninth Prince glanced at him disdainfully: "One day earlier than you."
Xie Ning could no longer laugh.
Brother, did you know yesterday that Yun Chan was in trouble?
However, he didn't reveal the slightest bit of it all day.
That's incredibly calm!
The Ninth Prince looked at Xie Ning and said, "Watch your mouth and don't let Xiao Yao'er know that Yun Chan is in trouble."
If you make Xiao Yao'er cry, I'll pull out your tongue.
Xie Ning: "..."
very nice.
His tongue is probably going to be lost soon.
Master!
Help!
Xie Ning slipped away with two assassins disguised as bodyguards and went out to buy supplies.
Yuan Yao, on the other hand, spent the entire day holed up in her room embroidering belts...
As dusk fell, the door creaked softly.
Yuan Yao didn't even look up: "Didn't I tell you not to bother me before dinner time?"
A familiar voice chuckled coldly, "Well then, I'll head back now?"
Yuan Yao suddenly looked up.
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