Baby, don't be afraid, I'll accompany you to the heavens and the seas!

In the third year of the Qingting Moli era, at the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace of the Qingting Dynasty, at 1:15 AM.

Qianqianluo was wearing a light blue round-necked robe, a soft black veil on her head, and black boots!

At the moment of 5:15 AM, Tingyu Palace was kneeling, offering incense charcoal made of golden nanmu wood to Qingting Yusheng, who was leaning against a fox fur chair and reviewing his lessons.

She knelt before Qing Tingyu, using golden tongs to stir the charcoal and fan the fire in the huge golden furnace.

The charcoal slowly heated up, grinding into a bright red incense flame.

The incense charcoal was already lit, but she still didn't dare to get up.

Several hours later, the bony fingers of her right hand, which she used to fan the charcoal fire, were red from being rubbed by the metal fire tongs!

The dignified demeanor that the maidservants of the Dog Palace had carefully arranged now appeared utterly disheveled amidst the handling of charcoal, its placement, the setting off of incense, and the burning of charcoal.

Qing Tingyu, with his flowing black hair, reclined on a large fox fur chair, a blue gauze robe faintly visible on his body.

The young prince, barefoot, lazily flipped through some old, yellowed books.

The thick ancient book obscured the unusually handsome face of the young prince. In the corner of his eye, he scrutinized the kneeling commoner beneath him.

A few strands of hair fell across Qianqian's forehead, and her pale yet full cheeks were stained with charcoal ash.

Even with the stove lid on, the charcoal fire was still quite scorching. Qianqian raised her hand to wipe the dirty sweat from her face, and the clumps of charcoal ash that had stained her face were also wiped away, staining her entire face.

Qianqian knelt beside the young crown prince, not daring to move, unaware that her face was covered in black charcoal ash stains!

She swallowed hard, focusing on fanning the charcoal to keep the fire burning, so that Qing Tingyu's bare feet in front of the stove wouldn't be chilled by the cold.

Her fair, delicate feet dangled at her sides, slowly warming and glowing pink in the gentle warmth of the fire.

Qianqian glanced furtively at her feet dangling beside her head out of the corner of her eye, then immediately lowered her head, not daring to look any further.

Qing Tingyu, who was naturally sensitive, saw through all of his clumsy movements!

Qing Tingyu irritably placed the ancient book on the low table beside him, propped his head up with a hint of annoyance, and stared at Qianqianluo beneath him, who was mechanically fanning the flames.

"Young Master Luo, aren't my feet beautiful?!" He took a sip of the hot tea handed to him by the maid beside him and then splashed the tea on Qianqian Luo's dirty face.

"Your Highness, please forgive me! This lowly commoner dared to peek at Your Highness's body; I know I am guilty! I beg Your Highness to spare this lowly commoner this time; I know I am guilty!!!"

Upon hearing Qing Tingyu's cold questioning, Qianqianluo immediately kowtowed to him to beg for forgiveness.

"Is that so? Then tell me, how should I punish you?!" Qing Tingyu asked Qianqianluo, whose body was trembling, with great interest as she ate the pastry that the maidservant had wrapped in a silk handkerchief and handed to her mouth.

Qianqianluo was truly exasperated. Right now, she just wanted to grab a knife and stomp on Qingtingyu's proud feet so he wouldn't dare to be so arrogant anymore.

The situation is dire. Behind the little tyrant, on both sides of the door, are his highly skilled guards!

She remembered that in the original book, the maids kept in Qing Tingyu's Eastern Palace were also skilled in martial arts, and could take her life with a single blow.

After a moment's hesitation, Qianqian, her eyes reddening, stammered, "How about... how about the Crown Prince also looks at my feet?!" She had thought that looking at each other's feet would even things out, but it turned out she was completely wrong.

"presumptuous!!!"

Upon hearing this, Qing Tingyu angrily grabbed the leather whip used to tame wild beasts from the low table and lashed it at Qianqianluo, who was pleading with him to look at her feet.

Pah pah pah pah!!!

Well, as the whip struck her face, Qianqian Luo, after being lashed several times, saw that the little prince still hadn't stopped, and she couldn't help but grab the whip that was still being lashed at her.

But she pulled too hard on the whip, and the little tyrant holding the whip was pulled off the chair.

boom! ! !

Qing Tingyu and Qianqian tumbled and fell together, with the little tyrant on top of her, his face full of shame and embarrassment!

"Crown Prince, Crown Prince!!!" The palace maids were terrified and rushed forward in a group.

Qianqian looked blankly at Qing Tingyu, who was pressing down on her, her face covered in petals.

He Da's dirty face came into the little tyrant's view, but the owner of the dirty face was completely unaware, still fluttering his eyelashes and blinking as he stared at him.

"Young Master Luo, let go quickly!!!" The palace maid Yulan pulled at Qianqian Luo's hands, which were gripping the Crown Prince's shoulders, and hurriedly signaled her to let go.

"Oh oh oh oh!!" Qianqian came to her senses and was about to let go when Qing Tingyu angrily raised his hand to slap her.

Qianqian was startled by the sight and used all her strength to pin the little tyrant down: "Your Highness, Your Highness, please calm down!!"

"Your Highness, please calm your anger!!"

When the maids and guards of Tingyu Palace saw that the Crown Prince had been pinned down by Qianqianluo, they all knelt on the ground in fear.

"Insolence!!!" After pushing Qianqian aside, Qing Tingyu drew the sword from his bodyguard's waist and was about to slash at Qianqian!

"Your Highness, please forgive me! Your Highness, please forgive me!!!" A group of guards hurriedly followed the Crown Prince, who was frantically slashing at Qianqianluo, fearing that he might fall and get injured while barefoot.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, you haven't put on your boots yet!!" The maids chased after the prince, carrying his black boots, and bent down as if to put the shoes on the young prince.

"Get out of here!!!" Qing Tingyu kicked away the palace maid who was kneeling down to put his shoes on, his face dark with shock.

Qianqian, barely holding her breath, ran wildly along the unnamed palace path of the East Palace.

boom! ! !

Qianqianluo was so focused on turning her head to look behind the little tyrant that she didn't realize Mei Zifeng was in front of her, and she crashed right into him.

"Young Master Luo, be careful!!!" Mei Zifeng steadied Qianqian Luo, who was about to fall, and gently reminded her.

"Zifeng, the Crown Prince, the Crown Prince is going to kill me!!" She hid behind Mei Zifeng in a panic, not daring to peek out.

"Oh my gosh~ Now you know fear?" Mei Ziye, who had just arrived, spoke sarcastically with a cold brow.

"Qianqianluo, it's a good thing you arrived at the Imperial Academy during its classes! Humph!! Otherwise, for your insubordination, you wouldn't be too much to be beheaded at Xuanwu Gate!!"

Mei Ziye stepped forward and grabbed the boy hiding behind her brother, then drew her sword to threaten him.

"Alright, Ziye, don't scare Young Master Luo!" Mei Zifeng took the sword he had drawn away and then shielded Qianqian Luo behind him.

Just as the two were arguing, a luxurious carriage slowly passed by.

Mei Zifeng, with lightning speed, pulled the still bewildered Qianqianluo to her knees and shouted, "Welcome back, Your Highness! May Your Highness be well!"

Inside the carriage, Qing Tingyu slowly lifted the curtain with her fan, glanced coldly at Qian Qianlu kneeling on the ground, and then lowered the curtain again.

As the carriage noise gradually subsided at the end of the East Palace, Qianqianluo let out a long sigh and collapsed onto the East Palace road, bathed in the early morning sunlight.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk~ Absolutely no manners whatsoever!!"

"Qianqianluo, you'd better watch yourself!!!" Mei Ziye flicked her sleeves and left the palace road, following the carriage in the direction it had gone with her brother.

"That was too close! I almost lost my life!!"

Having survived the ordeal, Qianqian lay sprawled on the palace path, muttering to herself in a daze.