The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

"There are many benefits for you!"

"This...this, the prince is really good to us." Speaking of benefits, Datian stuttered a little. Not only was the prince good to them, the servants, but the people who came to do business were also generous. It has only been more than 20 days, and he, a gatekeeper, has already made a lot of money.

"The prince and I will take care of you. The prince accepted bribes in the mansion. How could you not tell me and the prince about such a big thing?"

"Princess, you and the prince have shown us servants kindness that we dare not go to any lengths, but the prince has many ways of punishing people, and we are really scared of his punishments. You know, we can't even read a single word, and he made me copy the palace rules. If we violated the rules, he would punish us by making us drink ink. Since I came to the prince's mansion, I have drunk five bowls of ink."

"You are amazing. You can drink ink and you are not afraid of being killed by the poison."

"That's better than copying the palace rules. We are all rough people. Who knows how to hold a pen? Princess, since you are here, please plead for us. Give us something else as punishment instead of copying the palace rules."

"Okay, I'll let the prince punish you to recite the palace rules in the future."

"Don't worry, Princess. Do you know how long the palace rules are?"

"Alright, that's enough teasing. Lead the way."

"…Princess, I have to go and report."

"Get out of the way. The prince's mother is here. What do you need to inform her of?" Han Nianxia pushed Datian and walked in front.

Datian glanced at Shang Xi and said, "Princess, didn't Miss Nianxia go back to her hometown? Why is she here again?"

Shang Xi sighed, "She's not leaving this time, her whole family has moved here."

"Ah? The whole family is here?" Datian saw that Han Nianxia had already walked far away, and hurried to chase her, "Miss Nianxia, the prince's mansion is different from the royal mansion, there are many rules, please don't offend our prince..."

Cheng Youning was lying on his side on the bed, with two servants fanning him. The unruly Han Nianxia walked in with a swagger, "Oh, Prince, you really know how to enjoy yourself, with so many people serving you."

This damn familiar voice made Cheng Youning's eyebrows slightly raised. The person who came was indeed Han Nianxia. "Who let you in?"

"Don't worry about how I got in. Hey, hey, I heard that you got beaten up. How did you raise your children?"

Cheng Youning rolled his eyes at Han Nianxia and said leisurely, "Humph, you have only grown older but not smarter. You have no sense at all. You keep talking about things that are not relevant. You have made no progress."

Han Nianxia was not to be outdone, "You have improved. The little confession you wrote was simply amazing. The words were gorgeous and the true feelings were revealed. How could you write about that small mistake so profoundly? A man should be looked at with new eyes after three days of absence. I, Han Nianxia, admire you!"

Cheng Youning rolled his eyes at Han Nianxia again and said indifferently, "Shut up!" He knew that he had been in a very embarrassing situation recently. The Prince's Mansion, which used to be crowded with people, was now as deserted as before. Even Han Nianxia came to his house to laugh at his joke. He was really unlucky recently.

"Youning, I heard that you were grounded, how come you were suddenly released later?"

"Of course the emperor loves me." Cheng Youning said calmly. He would not tell Han Nianxia that he had earned it by fasting and pretending to be sick. Although he did not value face, he still had to fight for it. After all, he was the prince and had a prominent status.

"You've caused such a big disaster, and the emperor still loves you? You are kidding yourself."

Cheng Youning looked at Han Nianxia as if she were an idiot. "No matter how bad this prince is, he is still the crown prince. If the emperor doesn't love me, will he love someone else? Humph, this prince is precious."

"I know you're precious, but I haven't seen you for just a year, and you're putting on airs."

"Others want to show off, but they don't have the opportunity like this prince."

At this time, several people who were walking behind came in. Shang Xi smiled and said, "Youning, look who's here."

Hearing Shang Xi's voice, Cheng Youning sat up happily from the bed. When he saw Yuhua coming in with his mother, the smile on Cheng Youning's face immediately turned into worry. Is this still the Yuhua she knew? She was thinner, older, and haggard. He raised his hand to dismiss the servants who were waiting on him, and then asked Yuhua softly, "Yuhua, are you okay?"

Yuhua's lips trembled twice and she started crying again.

Cheng Youning jumped off the bed in a panic and asked Shang Xi nervously: "Mom, did I say something wrong? Why is she crying suddenly?"

"Yuhua is anxious, let her cry a few times to vent her feelings. She will get sick if she doesn't cry." Shang Xi helped Yuhua sit down on a chair and let her cry as much as she wanted.

Yuhua loves to cry. She cries when she is angry, sad, or unhappy. This is not the first time Cheng Youning has seen this. But this time is different from every time. Yuhua turned her sorrow, grief, resentment, anger, resentment, and mourning into miserable cries, irritating the eardrums of everyone present. Cheng Youning couldn't help but shudder, "Mom, Yuhua is crying so miserably, don't you want to persuade her?"

"There's no way to persuade her now. She won't listen. She's been holding it in for days. Let her cry her heart out."

Everyone listened to Yuhua crying quietly, their hearts were also churning, and some even wiped away their tears secretly.

After a long time, maybe Yuhua had cried enough, or maybe her tears had dried up, she stopped crying.

She was still sobbing and said to Cheng Youning, "My butt hasn't healed yet. Go to bed and lie down. I'm fine."

Cheng Youning was at a loss. He looked at his large carved bed, then at the frail Yuhua, and said, "Why don't you go to bed and lie down for a while."

Yuhua pursed her lips and started crying again. Although her cry was not as loud as before, it did not reduce her sadness at all.

Cheng Youning looked at Shang Xi, "Mom, should I not speak? Why does she cry when I speak?"

Shang Xi pulled Cheng Youning to sit on the bed, "She must have thought of her stepdaughter Niuniu when she saw you."

Cheng Youning pointed at herself in confusion, "See if I can remind her of her daughter?"

"Niuniu is only five or six years older than you. When Yuhua saw her last time, she was about your age. Seeing you will inevitably remind her of her daughter. Let her cry as much as she wants. It will be fine after she cries."

Cheng Youning lay on the bed, not daring to talk to Yuhua. Shang Xi sat on the bed and reached out to touch Cheng Youning's buttocks, "Is it healed?"

"The scab has healed. Apart from not having to go to court, everything else is fine. My teacher comes to teach me every day. Everything is back to normal."

Shang Xi thinks this is great, and it would be even better if it could always be like this.

"Who is the other teacher that the emperor has arranged for you? He must be a minister of both ability and virtue in the court."

Cheng Youning shook his head, "No news yet, but it doesn't matter to me who it is, as long as it's not my Grandpa Ge, anyone will do."