Xie Zhi...
In Yuan Yao's mind, Xie Zhi's image appeared—
He always had a bright smile on his face; it seemed like the world of a young boy was free of worries.
Every day after school, he would beam with joy and say that he was going to ride horses and shoot arrows...
Sunny, positive, and energetic – a truly positive role model!
Yuan Yao looked at the Ninth Prince and said seriously, "Except for the times when he was messing with me, Yao'er likes him quite a bit."
Xie Zhi is optimistic, positive, and has a strong sense of justice. When trouble comes, he will be the first to stand up and protect those weaker than him.
Besides Yao'er, everyone else also liked playing with him.
I still remember that when we first met, the female students from the Chinese Academy were so excited when they heard his voice that they called him by his name.
Xie Zhi is quite popular among girls of her age in Beijing.
If nothing unexpected happens, when he grows up, the threshold of the Prince of Pingnan's mansion will be worn down by suitors...
The thought of that scene made Yuan Yao chuckle.
At this moment, the Ninth Prince patted her head, his tone slightly sour: "I understand."
"ah?"
Yuan Yao looked up, her eyes somewhat blank.
What do you know?
Why does Father's tone sound so sour again?
However, the Ninth Prince said nothing.
He said, “I haven’t had a drink in a long time. Your jar of cherry wine tastes quite good. Let me have a taste.”
"But Father, didn't you injure your hand?" Yuan Yao asked doubtfully, "Can you drink alcohol?"
The Ninth Prince smiled faintly: "In your eyes, is your father really that fragile?"
Yuan Yao compromised: "Then, Yao'er will watch Daddy drink."
The father and daughter returned to the Moonflower Palace.
Jing'er was guarding outside the Moonlight Palace, and was almost asleep.
She opened her eyes groggily and saw the Ninth Prince holding the young princess's hand, the princess looking very happy.
So you've appeased them?
Jing'er scratched her head, stood up and bowed: "Your Majesty, Princess."
The Ninth Prince said, "Step down."
Jing'er curtsied: "Yes."
Inside the Moonlit Palace, besides the cherry wine that Yuan Yao brought, Dan Qing also took a jar of wine and placed it on the table.
Yuan Yao walked over curiously: "What kind of wine is this?"
"Princess..."
Before Danqing could even utter a word, Yuan Yao had already broken the seal on the wine jar.
A strong medicinal smell wafted over.
Yuan Yao sneezed.
She rubbed her nose and said with disgust, "Why does this smell so bad?"
As they were talking, the Ninth Prince had already walked over and sat down on the stool.
He picked up his glass and poured himself a drink.
The wine was yellowish-brown.
The Ninth Prince brought it to his nose, sniffed it lightly, and said to Yuan Yao, "I haven't been sleeping well these days. Drinking this will help me sleep better."
The original sleep aid?
Yuan Yao was skeptical.
Then, the Ninth Prince raised his chin and drank the entire cup of wine in one gulp.
After finishing his drink, he frowned slightly.
It seems the taste isn't very good.
Yuan Yao quickly poured a glass of cherry wine: "Father, try this cherry wine, it's sweet."
The Ninth Prince took the cup, took a small sip, savored it, and said with a smile, "You really have a good idea. This cherry wine is indeed quite delicious."
However, the wine flavor was a bit weak, and it was slightly too sweet.
“It’s normal for it to be sweet,” Yuan Yao said. “We added a lot of sugar! After it ferments for a while longer, the wine flavor will be stronger, and Father will find it delicious.”
The Ninth Prince nodded.
He poured another cup, gently swirling the jade cup as he carefully examined it.
Yuan Yao was eager to try.
Being a child is awful!
You can't even drink alcohol!
She's so hungry for it!
Her gaze fell on the Ninth Prince's arm.
A bold idea popped into her mind.
Picking up the wine jar, Yuan Yao refilled the wine for the Ninth Prince: "Father, this wine is good for you, you should drink more."
Danqing, standing to the side, frowned with worry: "Princess, His Highness should not drink too much wine..."
"It's alright," said the Ninth Prince. "I'm happy to see the little dumpling."
After speaking, he drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.
Yuan Yao poured him another cup: "Father, drink up."
A jar of wine was emptied before we even realized it.
Two blushes appeared on the fair face of the Ninth Prince, and even the corners of his eyes were red.
He rested his chin on his hand, looking contentedly at his little dumpling.
His usually cold voice took on a slightly hoarse tone: "In this world, nothing brings me more satisfaction than having Xiao Yao'er by my side..."
“Father, you’re drunk,” Yuan Yao said earnestly.
The Ninth Prince squinted: "This lord... is not drunk."
He's practically slurring his words, no wonder he's drunk!
Yuan Yao said, "Father, tonight, will you hold Yao'er while we sleep?"
Danqing spoke gently, "Princess, tonight, let me escort you back to Froststar Pavilion. His Highness is drunk, and I'm afraid he might hurt you."
Frost Star Pavilion was the room where Yuan Yao first woke up...
She never set foot there again after a wet nurse died there.
Upon hearing that Danqing wanted her to sleep alone, Yuan Yao became even more worried about the Ninth Prince.
She pleaded in her childish voice, "No! I want to sleep with Daddy!"
Danqing felt somewhat helpless.
At this moment, the Ninth Prince rubbed his temples and said, "Danqing, step back."
"I am here, and Xiao Yao'er is here."
“But…” Danqing was very worried.
Chisui still has injuries!
The Ninth Prince lifted his eyelids and looked over coldly: "Danqing, you have overstepped your bounds."
Danqing was shocked and immediately knelt down: "Please punish me, Your Majesty."
The Ninth Prince coldly said, "Deduct three months' salary."
Danqing lowered his head and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
The Ninth Prince waved his sleeve: "Step down."
After Danqing left, Yuanyao poured a cup of tea for the Ninth Prince: "Father, rinse your mouth before you go to sleep."
"Um."
The Ninth Prince took the tea, put it in his mouth, rinsed it twice, put down the cup, and said lazily without even opening his eyes, "Little Yao'er, help me up."
Yuan Yao couldn't be happier.
She stepped forward, tiptoed, and helped the Ninth Prince: "Father, be careful."
The Ninth Prince squinted and got into bed.
He fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed.
It took Yuan Yao a lot of effort to get him into bed.
After tucking her in, Yuan Yao was almost sweating from exhaustion.
She sat cross-legged on the bed and asked softly, "Father, are you asleep?"
The Ninth Prince didn't even flinch.
Yuan Yao mustered her courage and nudged the Ninth Prince twice: "Father?"
Still nothing.
Yuan Yao rolled up his sleeves and, like a thief, began to undress the Ninth Prince.
Summer clothes are very thin.
More importantly, the clothes here don't have buttons, making them troublesome to put on but quick to take off!
Yuan Yao pulled open the Nine Thousand Years Old's clothes, revealing his fair chest.
Upon seeing this, her pupils contracted slightly.
The once fair and delicate skin of the Ninth Prince was now covered with wounds, which were quite fresh and had even been treated with medicine…
Yuan Yao was both surprised and anxious. She gritted her teeth and turned the Ninth Prince over.
Behind the scenes, the wounds are even greater!
It looked like it had been dragged on the ground!
With such profound skill, how could he have suffered so many injuries?
On his back, there were two wounds that appeared to be from where rotten flesh had been removed.
That wound was deep and long...
So, the sound she heard outside the palace at night was Danqing helping the Ninth Prince remove rotten flesh?
Yuan Yao bit her lip, tears falling silently.
Suddenly, the person on the bed moved.
The Ninth Prince grabbed her hand, his voice extremely low: "Don't tell Xiao Yao'er, don't let her worry..."
Yuan Yao clenched her small hands into fists.
She wiped away her tears, a cold glint appearing in her eyes: "Ying, I know you're here."
"Come out here, I have something to ask you!"
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