Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 79 Rebellious Officials of the Former Dynasty 11

Xiao Xian glanced at the Ninth Brother, who never smiled when he saw him, and then at his eldest brother, who didn't smile in his eyes. He helplessly cupped his hands and said, "Eldest brother, please don't make fun of me."

This is because they know he brought people back, and they're giving him a warning.

The Crown Prince ignored him and only ruffled Xiao Yao's hair: "You should go back now. I will tell Father Emperor about what I promised you."

Xiao Yao's puffed-up face suddenly broke into a smile: "Thank you, big brother!"

"Go on, go on!" The crown prince chuckled as he looked at his puppy-like appearance and waved his hand impatiently.

Despite the Crown Prince's repeated urging, Xiao Yao happily stepped out of the Crown Prince's bedchamber, only to see a stumbling child learning to walk being carefully protected by his wet nurse.

"Oh, isn't this Ange'er? Do you still recognize your great-uncle?" Under the nanny's terrified gaze, he lifted the little boy above his head, making the child giggle.

A young man of only twenty years old, barely able to be a father, is now acting like a great-uncle with remarkable skill.

After playing with the child for a while, he rummaged around in his pocket and pulled out a small ceramic figurine, placing it in the child's arms: "Take this and play with it!"

After saying that, she mischievously pinched his tender little face and strode away.

The crown prince peered through the crack in the window at this scene, his eyes filled with a faint smile.

After the eldest son passed away, his eldest daughter-in-law fell ill and never recovered, so Ange'er was raised by him.

It's good that the child isn't shy around strangers.

Once he's gone, it won't hurt him to be cared for by someone else.

"Brother." After waiting for a while, Xiao Xian saw that the Crown Prince was half-asleep with his eyes closed, so he couldn't help but speak softly to remind him of his presence.

At this moment, the Crown Prince seemed to come to his senses, his eyes somewhat dazed: "Third Prince, you're still here."

He coughed a few times and gave a bitter smile: "Look at me, I'm so sick I almost fell asleep."

He breathed heavily a few times, his chest feeling like a broken bellows was being pulled: "I don't know when I'll fall asleep and never wake up again."

Xiao Xian's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly covered him with the blanket, saying gently, "Brother, don't worry too much. Your illness isn't serious, and you'll get better sooner or later."

The crown prince waved his hand to stop him, and slowly finished what he hadn't said: "If I can see my brothers and I living in harmony before I die, that would be the best thing."

Xiao Xian's hand, which was covering him with the blanket, froze, and he was speechless for a moment.

He felt a surge of anger; his boss was giving him a warning, telling him not to cause trouble!

Why should he be the only one like this among his brothers?

But when he saw the Crown Prince's cloudy, sharp eyes, he could only swallow his anger and say, "I understand, little brother."

The crown prince is dying, and his position in his father's heart has reached its peak. If he were to say a few bad things about him before he dies, he would never be able to recover.

However, Xiao Xian was still angry. He only promised not to cause trouble, but he didn't say anything more about brotherly love and respect to deceive a dying man.

"Alright, go ahead." The crown prince sneered inwardly and waved the little wolf cub away.

I'm about to die, and I still have to see that annoying face. How irritating!

Xiao Xian bowed and retreated, swallowing his anger.

Xiao Yao was completely unaware of the subtle exchange between the two brothers. He rode back to his residence at breakneck speed and saw Lu An looking strange.

"What's wrong?" His heart skipped a beat. Could it be that his father had made a move against Ling Yi behind his back?

"You should go and see for yourself," Lu An sighed, telling Xiao Yao to go and see for himself.

As Xiao Yao followed him, she saw that he had arranged for Ling Yi to stay in the Princess's courtyard, and couldn't help but cast an admiring glance at him.

Before even stepping into the Princess's main courtyard, Xiao Yao heard cheers. He stopped the eunuch who was about to report, lifted his robe, and tiptoed into the courtyard.

"Good!" As he passed the screen wall, he was overwhelmed by the cheers and stumbled.

Then, upon raising her eyes, she saw a group of fresh-faced maids from the royal palace surrounding her, with Ling Yi standing in the very center.

At that moment, her long sword whistled through the air, and amidst the cheers of the maids, she even twirled it beautifully, presenting a fallen begonia to one of the maids.

The maid blushed instantly and caught the small flower amidst cheers.

Xiao Yao was struck dumb, unable to recover for a long time.

Seeing his master's lips trembling with anger, Lu An couldn't help but cough loudly.

In an instant, the little girls who had just been laughing like flowers shrank into quails and knelt on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Ling Yi couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and look at Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao trembled even more violently, like a begonia in the wind.

"Go down." He clenched his palms, and after a long while, he calmed himself down and spoke in a firm voice.

Once the girls had scattered like birds and beasts, he finally frowned and looked at Ling Yi with pursed lips.

Sheathed her long sword, Ling Yi wiped her hands again with a white handkerchief prepared by the maids beside her, and waved to Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao reluctantly stepped forward, and then her face was covered with a cool handkerchief.

A gentle voice rang out through a handkerchief: "Look at all that sand on your face, don't you even bother to wipe it off?"

His ears turned red, and the corners of his lips under the handkerchief unconsciously turned up, and he began to hum softly.

"Go help them clean up, how can you help me?"

That's incredibly sour.

Ling Yi, intrigued, took off the handkerchief and chuckled, "What are you saying?"

"You wield your sword for them, but you've never wielded it for me." Xiao Yao said, his face wrinkling with sarcasm.

He only came back a little late, and Ling Yi was already wielding a knife for someone else; she had never wielded one for him!

Ling Yi said helplessly, "You've never asked me to dance for you."

Besides, they are both women, so what kind of jealousy is this?

Ling Yi wiped Xiao Yao's face twice with a handkerchief, making his cheeks flush red and his eyes filled with tears, before saying, "If you want, I will dance for you."

However, just now, when the girls were serving her, one of them was particularly lively and curious about her long sword.

Ling Yi was able to keenly sense that these girls meant no harm, which is why she danced a short piece for them.

In her eyes, these were all underage child laborers.

Xiao Yao grumbled, "If you gave it to someone else, I don't want it anymore."

After he finished speaking, his palm sank, and he looked down to see that the long sword that Ling Yi never parted with was handed to him.

In a daze, she heard her indulgent voice: "Don't be angry, I'll give it to you."

In an instant, the sourness on Xiao Yao's face vanished completely. He hurriedly tried to return the knife to Ling Yi, saying, "How can this be? This is yours!"

Knowing the importance of personal weapons to people in the martial arts world, why would he take away Ling Yi's beloved possession?

just……

It was only slightly sour a moment ago, but it's completely gone now!

"I don't care what kind of knife I use, I'll just give you this one if you like it." Neither Ling Yi nor the original owner had any obsession with weapons. She carried this knife with her simply because she was used to it.

Now that Xiao Yao likes it, let's just give it to him. After all, he's used to a knife and won't need it for long.