Back and forth: I brought supplies to help the impoverished prince

After returning to the palace, Qiao Shinian lay comfortably on the big bed. She looked at Wen Jiu who was packing up and said with a smile, "Great! My Wen Jiu is really hardworking."

Wen Jiu silently put away Qiao Shinian's clothes, and then continued to tidy up the dressing table that they shared.

Qiao Shinian saw that Jiu didn't say anything and fell silent. For a moment, the room was so quiet that one could hear the sound of eunuchs and palace maids walking and talking outside.

Qiao Shinian tilted her head to look at the tiny dust particles in the light beside the window frame. She seemed to have completely gotten used to this world.

The last time she went back to see Zhang Yinyin for training, she ordered fried chicken, Coke and some drinks as usual.

It is the familiar taste in my memory, the same taste as I imagined, but inexplicably I feel that those things are strange and distant.

She touched her knee, which was still slightly painful. It was caused by kneeling hard on the first night of hunting, and the skin was broken.

It seems that I need to wear knee pads in the future, otherwise kneeling or being punished on my knees so often will hurt my knees too much.

I knelt very hard that night, and with the life-and-death situation, my adrenaline was running high, so I didn't feel anything until the end of the dance.

"elder sister."

Wen Jiu's voice was a little low, serious and solemn.

Qiao Shinian stood up cross-legged and looked at Wen Jiu. He still had his back to her as he sorted out their daily clothes.

"What's the matter?" Qiao Shinian immediately put on a smile and asked in the same tone as always.

"What happened? What happened to you?"

Wen Jiu's voice was not as relaxed as usual. Although he had his back to Qiao Shinian, he gave people the feeling that he had mastered everything. His questioning of Qiao Shinian now seemed to be just to verify all his guesses.

Qiao Shinian smiled and said gently, "Wen Jiu, although going back to study is also an option, the level of teachers in Zhouguo is also top-notch. So, do you want to consider studying seriously in Zhouguo?"

"Sister, what happened?"

"Because we can't deceive ourselves in this situation, right? So we have to learn what we need to learn, otherwise there will be another wave of ridicule when we go back." Qiao Shinian sat there, as if he didn't hear Wen Jiu's question at all, and continued: "We have to change our combat strategy. I just thought of something. Where we are, we are all proud of our country."

After a pause, Qiao Shinian looked at Wen Jiu, who didn't move. He seemed to be standing there in a daze. "We still have to have a sense of national honor. You threaten death at every turn. This is really degrading your status as a prince! When you go back, how will the people see you?"

"Sister, you need to answer my question first. Let's talk about my business later." Wen Jiu turned and walked in front of Qiao Shinian, holding her face with both hands and making her look directly at him.

Qiao Shinian felt the strength in Wen Jiu's hand. He would not let himself lower his head or escape his questioning.

Wen Jiu's hands were very hot and his palms were a little rough. These were calluses from long-term training with her. The calluses on the index finger of his right hand were particularly scratchy, probably from long-term archery practice.

"Guess where my dance costume came from?" Qiao Shinian did not answer Wen Jiu's question, but asked him instead.

Wen Jiu lowered his eyes to hide the coldness in his eyes, "Chun Xue found it for you. I thought it was lent to you by Lan Sheng, but it seems not. He wouldn't carry a dance costume with him, but the style is his."

Qiao Shinian looked at Wen Jiu tenderly: "I have a very strange feeling. I feel like everything I've experienced is like I'm being pushed around, like an experimental subject, being observed.

Wen Jiu, I don't know why, but I think nothing will happen to you." Qiao Shinian suddenly said this without any context.

Wen Jiu looked back at Qiao Shinian and found some helplessness and sadness in her eyes.

"Because I'm the male protagonist? Or the villain?" Wen Jiu asked.

"I don't know." Qiao Shinian gestured to Wen Jiu to let go, "But someone doesn't want you to become even more insignificant following me. They want you to have something to do and take on the responsibility of a prince. As for me, I want the person behind Chunxue to come out. Since they said they would come to teach you in the future, wouldn't it be better to come earlier? Why waste time? Because I'm not sure who that person is, so I don't dare to do anything too extreme."

Qiao Shinian lowered his head, a little frustrated: "They want me to be the center of attention, they want me to be the target of public criticism, and they want you to be unable to protect me. Did I do something wrong? Or is it because I have no status and background that I deserve to be the first to stand out?

To motivate you, let me be the bait, haha!"

Qiao Shinian raised his head and looked at Wen Jiu again, "So, I was the one who took advantage of you. I want that guy to come out and give him a slap in the face!"

Wen Jiu reached out and hugged Qiao Shinian, his voice low: "It's okay, I forgive you. Sister is not angry anymore. From today on, I will study hard and learn how to be a prince. As for the honor of Chu Wenguo, I will not care about it for the time being. I have an immature idea about this matter. As long as it can be realized after I go back, I will gain more support from the people and the people."

Qiao Shinian leaned against Wen Jiu, his expression not much relieved. That little girl, Chunxue's remarks, the Prime Minister's remarks, and finally the Emperor's decision.

Qiao Shinian felt that the world was a huge puppet theater, with fixed scripts and characters controlled by people.

Perhaps this era was just a coincidence, perhaps the power behind Toki Haruyuki could develop according to the method they had set, or perhaps someone was just gently pushing this result to happen behind the scenes.

But that little girl, who asked her to come? Did such a thorough and disturbing child really appear there by chance?

Perhaps, she was frightened that night, so her nerves were too tense, her mind was full of random thoughts, and she made the wrong decision and did the wrong thing.

Wen Jiu shouldn't have offended an imperial censor because of her.

Was it because of her stress reaction that the mistake happened?

Qiao Shinian stared blankly at Wen Jiu as he left and heard how he punished Chunxue.

You have to kneel in the open air yard for a day and a night.

Is Haruyuki wrong?

No, it should be Wen Jiu’s punishment that made her come back to her senses.

This was not her time.

"She didn't do anything wrong, Wen Jiu, she should be considered one of us now." Qiao Shinian looked at Chunxue who was already kneeling down. The ancients were very obedient, in other words, they had a strong slave mentality.

No one dared to question the master's words.

Wen Jiu turned to look at Qiao Shinian and shrugged: "Okay, I'll listen to my sister."

Then she turned to look at Haruyuki and said, "Get up. If I say you are not wrong, then you are not wrong."

Chunxue stood up silently, lowered his head and waited for Wen Jiu's lecture.

It was the first time for the people in the yard to see Wen Jiu punishing someone in public, but Qiao Shinian's words made Wen Jiu withdraw the punishment.

Their first thought was that Wen Jiu was useless and was being controlled by a woman who came from nowhere. Their second thought was that Qiao Shinian was absolutely important to Wen Jiu.

I originally thought that Qiao Shinian was just Wen Jiu's favorite plaything, but now it seems that is not the case.