The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

So a few people stopped drinking tea and went straight to the warehouse where the glass bowls were stored. Chen Qingsheng was stunned when he entered the warehouse. He had never seen glass before he came to beg, and it was also the first time he saw colored glaze. When a room full of transparent glass products appeared in front of him, he was dazzled and felt like he had entered a dream world.

Cheng Youning took the lead and walked in front without any hesitation. While picking and choosing among these glass products, he said to Mo Haiyao, "Uncle Mo, it's only been a short time since I last came here, and you have added so many good things here."

Mo Haiyao smiled: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince hasn't been to our kiln for more than half a year."

Cheng Youning, who was so idle that he spent the whole day playing with cats and dogs, said shamelessly: "Ever since I became the crown prince, I have been busy with government affairs and have never been able to get away."

Busy with government affairs? Everyone knows about the ridiculous things Cheng Youning did after he was canonized. The reason he can still sit firmly on the throne of crown prince is because their Wan family is really pitifully small.

Mo Haiyao naturally understood the art of speaking: "The Crown Prince holds a high position of power and authority, and is busy with countless affairs every day. Naturally, he is different from us ordinary people."

Cheng Youning grinned. He accepted all the flattery without objection. He picked up a glass bowl and looked at it. "Dad, take this back to my mother... take this back to Yuhua... Oh? This one is good. This one is perfect for my grandmother to hold bird's nest."

Cheng Feng was also choosing, "Son, this one is perfect for you. You can use it to drink mint tea, it will double the coolness... Xiao San'er, this one is suitable for you..."

Cheng Feng looked back and saw Chen Qingsheng still standing there looking stupidly. Cheng Feng called out to him, "San'er, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and pick something. Your brother Mo has opened the warehouse door. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Just take whatever you like."

Chen Qingsheng was a little overwhelmed: "Should I choose too?"

Cheng Feng acted as if he wanted to take something for nothing. "Why come here if you don't bring something back? Just take whatever you like. Your brother Mo has plenty. We can take away a little bit of these cups and dishes. You can use them when you take them back. Once this thing comes out, it will be very valuable."

Chen Qingsheng scratched his head. He wanted to take it but was too embarrassed to do so. He hesitated and didn't know what to do.

Cheng Youning looked back at Chen Qingsheng and said, "Chen Laosan, what are you waiting for? This thing will look nice when you take it home."

At the invitation of the father and son, Chen Qingsheng finally started picking up the items. When they left the kiln factory, all three of them returned with full loads.

Cheng Youning found something that looked like a bowl but wasn't a bowl, and like a cup but wasn't a cup from the glassware he brought back and gave it to Qiao Rong who was lying in bed recuperating from his injuries. Qiao Rong was beaten with thirty boards. Although he was not beaten to death, the beatings were quite severe and definitely served as a lesson, and it was an extremely profound lesson. This beating was probably enough for Qiao Rong to remember for the rest of his life.

For the first time, Qiao Rong experienced the true feeling of having his butt swelled up. Pain wasn't the only sensation anymore; his butt was sometimes numb, sometimes stiff, and sometimes swollen. He finally understood why Cheng You always asked him if his butt was there after being spanked as a child. Now, he felt the same way, his aching and numb butt felt like it wasn't his own.

Cheng Youning sat down at the head of Qiao Rong's bed with the strange-looking thing that looked like neither a bowl nor a cup. "What's going on?"

"It's nothing." Qiao Rong endured the pain and didn't let himself groan, but the ferocious expression on his face betrayed him.

Cheng Youning smiled unhappily at the situation: "You're just trying to be rich, and only the one who suffers will know."

Qiao Rong explained, "Your Highness, I'm really fine."

"Humph, what did this prince tell you then?"

Qiao Rong remained silent, and Cheng Youning continued to accuse him: "Didn't I tell you that you're putting all the blame on me? If the sky falls, I'll hold it up. Why are you trying to show off?"

Qiao Rong said, "I was the one who stole the handkerchief in Ge Dongqing's hand."

"That was also the order from this prince. Would you dare to steal without this prince's order?"

"Of course I wouldn't dare, but I did steal the things, that's the truth."

Cheng Youning was still in a bad mood, "You really asked for trouble. Just say that I ordered you to do it, and you won't get beaten."

"It's better for me to be beaten than for His Highness to be beaten. After receiving this beating today, I realized that it is not something that ordinary people can endure."

Cheng Youning said stubbornly, "It's the same punishments over and over again. I'm used to it." Cheng Youning placed the strange-looking glassware in front of Qiao Rong. Qiao Rong, who was lying on the bed, picked it up, looked at it, and asked, "Your Highness, what is this?"

Cheng Youning said generously, "I'll send it back to you."

"Your Highness, what is this?"

"It's made of glass. It's beautiful."

Qiao Rong picked it up and shook it. It was translucent and reflective. It was a rare thing. He smiled and said, "Your Highness, this thing is really beautiful. It's sparkling."

Cheng Youning smiled proudly: "Of course, this is what I personally picked out for you at Liulichang. Do you like it?"

"I like it, I like it very much, but your highness, what is this thing, and what can I do with it?"

Cheng Youning said without hesitation: "You can use this to drink water. It is both beautiful and elegant. There are only two of these things at the moment. I will take one and you can take one."

"Only two?"

Cheng Youning raised her eyebrows proudly, "Of course, there are only two of these things in Uncle Mo's warehouse, and I brought them back. You will use this one soon, so don't be reluctant to use it."

There was joy in Qiao Rong's eyes. Although Cheng Youning was his master and often sent him to do some irrelevant things, when there was good news, Cheng Youning really thought of him.

Holding the Sibu Xiang in his hand, Qiao Rong said with emotion: "Your Highness, you are so kind to me."

Cheng Youning said: "You know I'm good to you, so get well soon. I feel like I'm missing something without you by my side today."

No matter who Cheng Youning takes out, it would not be as good as taking Qiao Rong out, because only Qiao Rong understands him the best.

Qiao Rong also wanted to stand up earlier, but the current situation did not allow it, unless he had an indestructible body.

"Your Highness, I estimate that in three or four days I will be able to get out of bed and serve you."

Cheng Youning looked at the gauze bandaged on Qiao Rong's buttocks, which was still stained with blood, and said doubtfully: "I hope you can get out of bed soon."

However, in reality, Qiao Rong did not get out of bed for a week, and Ge Dongqing, who was also beaten with thirty sticks and was beaten earlier than Qiao Rong, did not get out of bed either.

Ge Dongqing, who lay motionless in bed, hummed all day long. He hummed with his eyes open, hummed with his eyes closed, and even hummed while talking in his sleep.