Liuyue?
A figure appeared in the mind of the Ninth Prince.
At first glance, despite being in the cold palace, she still lived a carefree, innocent, gentle, and kind life.
In his last glance, she was utterly emaciated and haggard, lifeless in his arms...
The Ninth Prince's thin lips moved slightly: "I don't love him."
Don't love me?
Yuan Yao's expression faltered slightly.
At this moment, the Ninth Prince lowered his eyes and said, "In my heart, Liu Yue is my younger sister and my savior, but she is definitely not the one I love."
The nine thousand years old does not love Liuyue.
The falling flowers are full of affection, but the flowing water is heartless...
The Ninth Prince glanced at the night outside the window, bent down, and picked up Yuan Yao: "It's late, we should go back to the palace."
"good."
Yuan Yao took a deep breath and nestled obediently in his arms.
The gossip she had kept hidden in her heart for so long was finally exposed tonight.
Unfortunately, Princess Liuyue led a life of misery.
It's truly pitiful and lamentable...
Second floor, private room.
When the Ninth Prince carried Yuan Yao down, Jiang Chengyan and Princess Acha were sitting there feeling uneasy.
The Ninth Prince glanced at the two of them and said coldly, "Follow me."
Xie Zhi and Lin Xuan had already slipped away.
Two carriages were parked at the entrance of Sishichun.
After the Ninth Prince carried Yuan Yao into the first carriage, Acha and Jiang Chengyan got into the second carriage on their own.
The wheels rolled, heading towards the palace...
Qianhua Palace.
At the palace gate, a painter was pacing anxiously with several palace servants.
Seeing the Ninth Prince and Yuan Yao, the weight in my heart finally lifted.
Danqing said gently, "His Majesty was very worried when he learned that the Princess had left the palace, and has been waiting for His Highness for a long time."
"I understand."
The Ninth Prince waved his hand, picked up Yuan Yao, and strode into the Moonflower Palace.
The emperor's tea has been refilled several times already.
Hearing footsteps, he quickly stood up and went to the door: "A-Yuan, what's wrong?"
The Ninth Prince carried Yuan Yao, walked to a chair, sat down, took a sip of tea, and then said, "Some people in the capital are envious of the four seasons of spring and have secretly raised cattle."
The cattle went mad, rushed out of the shed, and trampled and injured many people.
The Ministry of Justice and the Censorate have already led the Imperial Guards there.
"Where is Yuan Yao?" the emperor asked.
Yuan Yao stepped down from the Emperor's embrace and said softly, "Your Majesty, Yao'er is alright."
The emperor sized her up several times, then gritted his teeth in resentment: "You little brat!"
Yuan Yao: "..."
She shrank her neck guiltily.
At this moment, the Ninth Prince lifted his eyelids and looked at the Emperor expressionlessly.
emperor:"……"
The emperor had prepared a whole host of lessons, but he forgot them all in an instant.
With A Yuan around, he didn't even have the courage to say a harsh word to Yuan Yao.
After a moment of silence, the emperor said irritably, "Yuan Yao, who led you out of the palace tonight?"
Yuan Yao: "..."
This is a difficult question.
She didn't want to answer.
Unfortunately, she dared not disobey the emperor.
With puffed-out cheeks, Yuan Yao said matter-of-factly, "We went together, no one brought anyone else along."
If anyone is to be punished, we'll all be punished together.
This blame cannot be placed solely on Xie Zhi.
Xie Zhi wanted to take her out of the palace to play, which was also out of good intentions.
It was just bad luck that something happened.
"You..." The emperor pointed a finger at her nose, his tone filled with exasperation: "You little brat, you're going to drive me crazy!"
Yuan Yao shrank back.
The Ninth Prince put down his teacup: "It's late, Your Majesty, please return to the palace."
"Yuan Yao, I will punish him myself. Your Majesty should still keep an eye on the Second Prince and the Northern Di Princess."
Is the night already deep?
The emperor glanced outside the main hall and touched his nose.
He straightened his robes and stood up: "A-Yuan, shall I return to Yong'an Palace now?"
"Hmm," the Ninth Prince replied indifferently.
The emperor was still somewhat unwilling.
Before leaving, he looked at Yuan Yao, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.
This little girl must be punished properly to vent his anger!
If she hadn't run off, Ah Yuan should have been enjoying the moon and drinking with him tonight, having a perfect Mid-Autumn Festival...
After the emperor left, the Ninth Prince rubbed his temples and said, "Someone, bring two buckets of hot water."
Yuan Yao was carried into the tub by Danqing and given a fragrant bath.
When she dried her hair and Danqing carried her to bed, the Ninth Prince's slightly damp long hair was draped over the edge of the bed, and he was already asleep.
After a night of tossing and turning, he took a shower and felt so drunk that he could barely keep his eyes open.
Yuan Yao lay down next to the Ninth Prince, snuggled into the quilt, and whispered, "Father, I'm sorry for making you worry tonight."
After he finished speaking, a large hand reached out, scooped her up, and pulled her into a warm embrace.
A soft, cool touch was placed between the eyebrows.
The Ninth Prince's thin lips moved slightly: "Father doesn't blame you. Be good, go to sleep."
"Uh-huh!"
Yuan Yao snuggled into the Ninth Prince's arms with her tiny hands and feet, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
The next day.
Yuan Yao was dragged out of bed early in the morning.
She tucked her hands and feet in and gave a soft hum: "Cold."
The next second, she was enveloped in a warm embrace.
The Ninth Prince switched from carrying her to cuddling her, feigning indifference: "Yuan Yao, it's time to get up."
Yuan Yao struggled to open her eyes a crack: "Father, I'm sleepy..."
Sleepy?
We've already let her sleep an extra half hour, and she's still sleepy?
He has already returned from court.
The Ninth Prince snorted coldly, leaned close to Yuan Yao's ear, and said in a soft, feminine voice, "Last night, who was it that said they wanted me to punish her?"
“It’s Yao’er…” Yuan Yao said guiltily.
"Then let's get up."
The Ninth Prince took an outer robe and helped Yuan Yao put it on. He then beckoned someone in and said, "Help the Princess wash up. After an incense stick has burned, take her to the side hall."
Yuan Yao was fully awake.
When she regained her hearing and sight, the Ninth Prince left her only a piece of clothing.
Danqing ordered someone to bring water and helped Yuanyao wash up, saying, "Princess, were you frightened last night?"
Yuan Yao shook her head: "No."
Danqing sighed, "His Highness was terribly worried when he received the news; I almost lost half my life..."
"I'm sorry," Yuan Yao said, her head hanging low.
Danqing put her hand on Yuanyao's shoulder and said earnestly, "Princess, you don't need to apologize to me. Taking care of you is my duty."
Next time, Princess, please don't sneak out of the palace again.
“Yes!” Yuan Yao nodded solemnly.
After breakfast, Tangyuan came from its courtyard and accompanied Yuanyao to the side hall.
Inside the side hall, the Ninth Prince had just handed a memorial to a junior eunuch and ordered it to be sent to the Haoran Hall.
Seeing Yuan Yao at the door, he said calmly, "Come in."
Yuan Yao lifted her little skirt, walked over, and called out obediently and ingratiatingly, "Daddy, Yao'er has come to receive her punishment."
The Ninth Prince had one hand behind his back and the other pointing to the desk: "From now on, when you come back from school, come and copy books."
The punishment will end once you have copied all the scrolls on that desk.
Copying books?
Yuan Yao stared wide-eyed at the desk.
On the desk, there was a thick stack of books!
Upon closer inspection, there are probably about thirty books!
Yuan Yao asked incredulously, "Father, do I have to copy all of those...?"
With so many books, how long would it take her to copy them all?
Her little hands are so small, she can't even hold a calligraphy brush properly...
The Ninth Prince raised the corner of his lips slightly and said in a light tone, "So, Little Yao'er doesn't like copying books?"
If Xiao Yao'er doesn't like copying books, how about I arrange for Ying to guide you in practicing horse stance and martial arts every day?
"You like going out, and now that you've learned martial arts, you can go wherever you want to cause trouble, I won't interfere."
Horse stance?
Practicing martial arts?
With her small frame?
Forget it!
Po Yue once said that if you start martial arts too young, you won't grow tall!
She doesn't want to be short and stout!
Yuan Yao wanted to cry but had no tears.
She clenched her little fist and smiled sweetly at the Ninth Prince: "Daddy, Yao'er loves copying books! Yao'er loves copying books so much!"
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