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Chapter 69 Qin Sangsang, you want me to chop wood?
Seeing that it was almost time, Qin Su put down the clothes she was mending and prepared to go to the kitchen to cook.

Seeing the tyrant standing alone in the corner, she walked towards him:
"We're almost out of firewood. Could you help me chop some?"

Chu Jiang's gaze fell on the girl in front of him, and he wondered if he had misheard: "Qin Sangsang, you want me to chop wood?"

She even dared to nod: "Yeah, anyway, you don't like being bothered by kids."

Chu Jiang paused slightly, not expecting that she had actually discovered it.

Qin Su's eyes flickered, and she suddenly reached out her small hand to gently tug at the corner of the man's sleeve: "Brother Ling Xiao, you are the best. Chopping wood must be very easy for you, right? You must be able to chop it fast and well. All the children will admire you."

Chu Jiang's eyes darkened, and he finally couldn't resist pinching the girl's soft cheek, scolding her in a low voice: "Don't shout!"

The next moment, he actually rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the corner of the yard where firewood was piled up.

The system emitted another sharp, explosive sound: [Aaaaaah—Host, how dare you!]

Previously, a player known as the "charming little drama queen" tried to flirt with the tyrant, but before she could finish speaking, the tyrant disliked her voice and sent her to her death with a single sword strike.

After the news spread, the subsequent players became much more serious.

Qin Su glanced at the man who casually gathered his robes and sat down, a slight smile playing on her lips, and replied, "Guess~"

He then walked toward the tyrant, saying, "It's tiring to carry a wood-chopping knife like this, and it will hurt your hands."

As she spoke, she squatted down beside the man and carefully adjusted his knife-holding posture with her soft little hands.

Chu Jiang felt the familiar fragrance of the young girl rushing into his nostrils, making him feel excited and unable to concentrate.

He coughed lightly, forcing himself to look away from that fair, delicate face that seemed so close he could almost kiss it, and casually started a conversation:

"How do you know so much?"

The little girl had just let go of his hand when she heard this. She smiled at him, her smile sweet and lovely: "Because the steward in the manor would sometimes forget to bring firewood to my mother and me, or he would bring some that hadn't been chopped properly. Over time, I naturally learned how to do it."

The girl spoke lightly, without a trace of resentment, but Chu Jiang suddenly felt a pang of heartache: The Qin family, they really deserve to die!

Suddenly, a surge of anger welled up in his heart. With a swift movement, he wielded his knife and with a "snap," the wood was split in two perfectly evenly.

"I knew you could do it!"

The girl looked on with surprise and admiration, and exclaimed without reservation, "You're so amazing! Unlike me, it always takes me ages to chop a single piece properly."

Chu Jiang's expression remained cold, but unbeknownst to many, a smile had already crept onto his lips: "Don't embarrass yourself with your meager strength."

The little girl nodded obediently: "Then I'll trouble you, Brother Ling Xiao."

The man paused, his dark eyes fixed on her with a chilling intensity.

"I told you, don't shout nonsense."

Otherwise, he was afraid he would lose control and kill her.

The man's arm, gripping the knife hilt so tightly that the veins seemed to bulge, silently spoke of the turbulent emotions he was experiencing.

"Oh."

The little girl seemed a bit aggrieved, but she still obediently agreed.

She stood up: "I'm going to cook."

Chu Jiang remained where he was, his eyes fixed on the wood in front of him, as if he hadn't heard her speak, but his movements became faster and faster.

"Snapped--"

One piece is done. *Snap—*

Another one.

"Pah, pah, pah——"

Before anyone knew it, the children who had been playing in the yard stopped what they were doing and all their attention was drawn to him.

Those large logs that were so difficult for them were as soft as tofu in the hands of this masked older brother, as if he could chop them up with a flick of his wrist.

So when the Eastern Palace guards quietly flew onto the roof to try and see what was happening inside, they saw the Seventh Prince with his sleeves rolled up, chopping wood like an emotionless woodcutter, surrounded by a group of children.

"Oh my God!"

The guard's eyes nearly popped out of his head; he almost lost his footing and fell off the wall.

The children weren't paying attention, but Chu Jiang sensed that someone was watching him. He cast a cold glance over, and the guards scurried back in a flash.

Only one thought crossed his mind: "Oh no, something's happened! Quick, go tell the adults!"
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Ye Fan was listening to the information his subordinates relayed about "Aunt Linghu."
When we investigated "Qin Sangsang" before, the information mentioned this widow who had lost her husband.

However, at the time, no one would have thought that such a person would have any connection with the Seventh Prince, so no further investigation was conducted.

Now look what happened! The consequences of not doing a thorough job are coming: even last-minute cramming has to be done thoroughly!

So when Ye Fan was found by his panicked and clueless subordinates, the first thing they heard was a rapidly changing voice—

"My lord, something terrible has happened! His Highness the Seventh Prince is chopping wood!"

Ye Fan's hand trembled, and the sword he was holding almost fell to the ground:
WTF?

Who's chopping wood?

The Seventh Prince?
Seventh Prince = His Highness the Crown Prince

So it was their incomparably noble Crown Prince who was chopping wood with his noble hands?

God, kill him!
Xie Cisheng came out of the house and saw that the seemingly unapproachable "Young Master Ling Xiao" was actually helping to chop firewood.

His eyes flickered, and he stepped forward, speaking in a gentle tone:
“Young Master Ling doesn’t look like someone who’s done this kind of hard work before. If you can’t take it, then stop. I’ll chop the rest of the firewood.”

With only the last pile of firewood remaining, Chu Jiang didn't stop working upon hearing this. He raised his eyes and scanned the young man in the blue robe, a strange smile playing on his thin lips.
“I would like to, but she said you are too thin and weak and might not be able to do these things well, so I have to do them.”

The man wasn't looking as he spoke, yet the cleaver fell precisely with a "snap," cleaving another neatly split clump of firewood.

The children nearby clapped along and cheered "Bravo!"

Xie Cisheng looked at the pretentious man and chuckled.
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"The food is ready, kids, come and help."

A girl's voice called out from the kitchen, and the children who had been gathered together scattered instantly, one by one carrying tables and chairs, creating a chaotic yet orderly scene.

Qin Su carried the dishes out of the kitchen, and the children, who had been drooling with envy, crowded around her, eager to eat.

But she interrupted with a smile, "Whoever washes their hands first can go to the table first!"

With just one simple sentence, the children rushed to wash their hands and obeyed obediently.
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Soon, the children washed their hands and sat down at the table to eat.

The situation seemed perfectly normal, but then someone suddenly asked, "When is Sister Sangsang going to marry Brother Sheng?"

This made the already unhappy man's face darken instantly.
These brats...

(End of this chapter)