Upon hearing the familiar voice, Yuan Yao turned around abruptly.
She took Yun Chan's shoulder, stood up, and rushed into the hall impatiently.
Behind her, Yun Chan lowered her voice and said, "Close the gates of Qianhua Palace. No palace staff are allowed to move around freely!"
"yes!"
Several dark figures scattered in response.
Inside the coffin, the Ninth Prince coughed softly, his voice somewhat hoarse: "Little Yao'er..."
Yuan Yao felt like she was dreaming.
Looking at the Ninth Prince so close to her, she couldn't help but cry, her face streaked with tears: "Father, is Yao'er dreaming?"
Father, are you really awake?
"Silly dumpling..."
The Ninth Prince weakly opened his arms: "Come here..."
Without thinking, Yuan Yao pounced on him.
Unexpectedly, this pounce almost knocked down the Ninth Prince.
And she almost fell into the coffin...
The person holding her was warm!
Alive!
Father has really come back to life!
Yuan Yao was overjoyed, crying and laughing at the same time: "Father, you really scared me to death!"
These past few days, Yao'er has been terrified, terrified that she won't live to see you wake up...
If you don't wake up today, Yao'er will break down...
The Ninth Prince raised his sleeve and carefully wiped away the tears from her face and the corners of her eyes: "Father promised you that you would wake up, and that means you will definitely wake up."
Look at you, your eyes are all swollen from crying.
"Crying so ugly will make you a laughingstock if people see you."
Yuan Yao let out a "waa" and threw herself into the arms of the Ninth Prince again.
She's been feeling really wronged these past few days.
Whenever she was lucid, she was constantly worried...
The Ninth Prince felt both heartache and helplessness, and could only let her cry.
Huaiyao snapped out of her shock.
She frowned: "You...you're really the Ninth Thousand Years Old? You've really come back to life?!"
The Ninth Prince raised his eyes: "What, do I look like a mannequin?"
I?
Over the years, the Nine Thousand Years Old has always referred to himself as "This Seat" in public.
And now, he's actually referring to himself as "I"!
However, what shocked Huaiyao even more was that the Ninth Prince had actually "come back to life"!
This is even scarier than a zombie coming back to life!
Suddenly, an idea popped into Huaiyao's mind.
She began to ask, "Your Majesty, now that you are awake, what about my father...?"
The Ninth Prince's eyelashes fluttered slightly: "He is truly dead."
Huaiyao took two steps back.
Her face was somewhat pale.
Dead...
Her father, the emperor, is truly dead...
Not everyone in this world has the ability to live to be nine thousand years old.
At this moment, Yuan Yao looked up from the Ninth Prince's embrace: "Huaiyao..."
Huaiyao shook her head at her: "I'm fine."
She had already accepted the fact that her father had passed away on the way back to the capital.
However, seeing the Ninth Prince "come back to life," a sliver of hope arose within her...
Huaiyao roused himself and said to the Ninth Prince, "It is good that you are alive."
These days, I've been worried about Yuan Xiaoyao...
Fortunately, you didn't abandon her.
As the Ninth Prince wiped Yuan Yao's eyes, he looked at Huai Yao and said, "I'm leaving the palace, so I'm faking my death."
Not many people know about this, so please keep it a secret.
"Definitely!" Huaiyao said solemnly, "Once I leave Qianhua Palace, I will keep this secret to myself!"
The Ninth Prince nodded.
Yuan Yao cried her heart out, and afterwards she felt rather embarrassed.
She was just about to get up when she heard footsteps outside the hall.
Xie Ning strode over, glanced inside, and brought over a bowl of medicine: "Brother, it's time to take your medicine."
As he spoke, he carried the dark medicine and walked to the side of the Ninth Prince.
The Ninth Prince glanced at Yun Chan.
Yun Chan then stepped forward and helped Yuan Yao up: "Come, let Qian Sui drink his medicine first."
With the help of Yun Chan, Yuan Yao straightened up.
The Ninth Prince took the medicine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
Xie Ning asked with a smile, "Brother, are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
The Ninth Prince shook his head.
His face was still very pale because the remaining toxins in his body had not been completely eliminated, and after lying down for several days, his blood circulation was not smooth...
After drinking the medicine and wiping the medicine from his lips, the Ninth Prince looked at Yuan Yao: "Have all the people who came to see me arrived?"
Yuan Yao was stunned: "Father..."
"What's wrong?" The Ninth Prince smirked. "You've heard 'this lord' so many times that you're not used to 'me' anymore?"
Yuan Yao shook her head and said coquettishly, "I just feel that when Father refers to himself as 'I,' he is a little gentler than usual!"
"Hmm, both domineering and gentle!"
Domineering yet gentle?
What a strange description!
The Ninth Prince chuckled.
And when has he ever not been gentle with his little Yao'er?
The Ninth Prince smiled and said, "Tell me about what has happened these past few days."
Yuan Yao nodded, took out a small booklet, and handed it to the Ninth Prince: "Father, this is a list from the Dark Guards and the Assassins' Hall."
On the first night after Father faked his death, many assassins came, resulting in heavy casualties...
Later, members of the imperial family and nobles came to offer their condolences every day.
Some of them were gloating and making sarcastic remarks...
Some even went so far as to investigate whether their father was truly dead or feigning death!
Furthermore, some people even look directly at their father's face to see if he has a human skin mask...
These people are really going too far!
So Yao'er packed the assassin's body into boxes and gave them to these people as souvenirs, so they could take them home and enshrine them.
Souvenirs?
We're going to worship it?
The Ninth Prince paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "You little dumpling..."
"Hmm?" Yuan Yao opened her bright black eyes wide.
The Ninth Prince raised his hand, his index finger slightly bent, and lightly stroked her porcelain-white nose: "Well done."
Yuan Yao: "!!!"
Daddy praised her!
She said happily, "Yao'er thinks that Father wants to scold Yao'er for being too crazy!"
The Ninth Prince gazed at her with doting eyes: "You are my daughter, it's okay for you to be a little crazy."
Yuan Yao breathed a huge sigh of relief.
At this moment, Xie Ning said with a smile, "Brother, you may not know this, but in the past few days, the news that Xiao Yao'er delivered the assassin's corpse to those imperial relatives has spread throughout the capital."
Those who come to Qianhua Palace to offer incense to their elder brother, aren't they all doing it with a forced smile?
After offering incense each day, they all slip away as fast as they can, like they've got oil on their feet, haha…”
The Ninth Prince listened and couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.
At the same time, he felt both gratified and heartbroken.
His little Yao'er has grown up.
Even when he's not around, she can still create her own little world.
Very good...
At this moment, Ying quietly walked over, glanced at the Ninth Prince who was still sitting in the coffin, and said, "Come out first?"
The Ninth Prince nodded.
Huaiyao and Xie Ning both stepped back a bit.
The Ninth Prince placed his hand on Ying's wrist and, with Ying's help, rose from the coffin.
Yuan Yao quickly helped him up, saying, "Father, take it easy."
He hadn't moved for several days. Although Ying infused him with internal energy every day and wiped his face and body, his legs were still somewhat weak.
Sitting on the soft couch, the Ninth Prince looked at the bright autumn light outside the palace and said to Yuan Yao, "Today, you should go and ask the Crown Prince to allow my body to be cremated."
Fire...cremation?
Not only Yuan Yao, but everyone in the Moonflower Palace was stunned.
The Ninth Prince nodded: "Yes, cremation."
The more people who watch, the better.
Only when everyone sees me die, completely vanish, can I truly escape this predicament.
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