Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

Very good, Ayu has become the crown prince again.

Akahoshi suddenly felt that being sickly and weak wasn't so bad; becoming the Crown Prince's darling or something wasn't out of the question.

There were two groups of people guarding him in the courtyard. One group was sent by the Emperor of Dongqian Kingdom to protect him, and the other group was sent by the King of Beidi.

However, it remains unknown how many of these individuals were planted by Queen Kita-Ogi.

How could an ordinary envoy possibly harm a five-year-old child?

The current queen has a son, and she would love for all the princes of the Northern Di Kingdom except for her son to die. Of course, she would spare no effort to cut off his food, clothing and other necessities, and she would prefer to see him die of illness on the way.

With two groups of people watching over him, Chi Xing's food, clothing, and daily necessities were better than when he was on the way there. With Nan Qiao around, he would never be hungry or cold.

He had only just recovered enough to walk when the envoy abandoned him.

The exquisitely beautiful little child was led into the main hall by palace servants. Nan Qiao was not supposed to go in, but since the Fifth Prince had injured his voice and could not speak, she had no choice but to go in with him.

The emperor, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, sat on the dragon throne, and Nan Qiao and Chi Xing knelt in worship together.

"Prince Akahoshi of Kita-Ogi greets Your Majesty."

Since Akahoshi couldn't speak, Nan Qiao had to speak in her place.

Murong Cang's face was cold and stern. He glanced at the people below. The five-year-old child was beautiful and lovely. Emperors are usually tolerant and would not hold a grudge against Bei Di for his dirty deeds against a five-year-old child.

Moreover, according to the information he received, this child is the only descendant of the Ice King's royal family.

"He does resemble your uncle somewhat."

That Crown Prince Wanyan, back when Murong Cang was still a prince, once had a contest with Crown Prince Wanyan when he came to the court to pay tribute.

Now that the Wanyan family only has this young grandson left, Bei Di probably didn't intend for him to leave alive when he sent him here.

Hearing the Emperor mention the Wanyan clan, Nan Qiao couldn't help but tear up, but dared not utter a single word.

"Be flat."

As the emperor spoke, Nan Qiao helped Chi Xing to her feet, still keeping her head down.

"From now on, you will live in the Prince's Residence and study at the Hongwen Academy."

He waved his hand and ordered, "Ye Quan, go and make the arrangements."

The chief eunuch, Ye Quan, bowed with a smile and said, "Yes."

He turned to Chixing and said, "Young master, this way please."

Chi Xing nodded, bowed to the emperor again, and followed Ye Quan out.

Ye Quan always acted according to the emperor's wishes, and the fact that he was arranged to study at the Hongwen Academy suggests that His Majesty had no intention of mistreating this young hostage.

Upon arriving at the Prince's residence, Akahoshi had a separate small courtyard, which was a bit out of the way, but it offered a peaceful retreat.

After Ye Quan left, some eunuchs and palace maids who claimed to be there to take care of him arrived.

"cough cough"

As soon as Akahoshi entered, he started coughing again.

"This servant will go and prepare the medicine for you, young master. Please rest first."

Nan Qiao carried him to the soft couch and covered him tightly with a quilt to ensure that not a breath of wind could get in.

After lying down, Chixing said in her mind: "Xiao Wu, once they enter Beidi, create an avalanche."

After saying that, he started coughing again, which made his lungs feel like they were being torn apart, and Akahoshi felt a sharp pain all over his body.

250 was currently lounging leisurely inside one of the carriages heading back to Beidi, nodding its head: [Mission accomplished.]

Akahoshi caught a cold and fell ill again. By the time he went to report to the Kobunkan, a year had passed.

Compared to other six-year-olds, Akahoshi was not only half a head shorter, but also incredibly thin, and his once chubby chin looked rather pointed.

His illness has improved a lot, but his throat is still not fully healed. To avoid speaking with a hoarse voice, Akahoshi decided to refrain from speaking until he is completely recovered.

The little one arrived at Hongwen Hall early, but because he was not familiar with the layout, he stood alone at the entrance and did not dare to go in.

This is what Murong Yu saw.

He had never seen this child before, but not many people could study at the Hongwen Academy. After thinking for a moment, he thought of the prince from the Northern Di Kingdom.

With a darkening gaze, Murong Yu, carrying a book bag, walked past the little boy without looking to the side.

He was much shorter than me; he really was a little kid.

He thought to himself, "He looks only four or five years old. I wonder why my father brought this little kid to the Hongwen Academy."

As the crown prince, eight-year-old Murong Yu would not take the initiative to approach this young hostage.

He sat down in his seat and opened the book he was going to read later.

As I looked around, my eyes involuntarily drifted towards the window.

The little one hasn't come in yet.

Just then, the little bean turned around, his thin little face revealing only a pair of striking obsidian-like eyes.

When their eyes met unexpectedly, the little boy hurriedly lowered his head, his big eyes seemingly filled with tears.

His Highness the Crown Prince felt a sudden pang in his heart, then frowned and lowered his head to begin reading.

Others arrived one after another. Liu Shijiang had already received news that Chixing was coming to study. Seeing that he was short, he wanted to arrange him to sit in a more forward position.

But considering his status, and the possibility that he might face criticism or bullying if he sat in the front, they simply arranged for him to sit in the back in front of his study companion.

All eyes turned to him, whether intentionally or unintentionally. Liu Shijiang was always strict, so no one dared to speak and they all diligently followed along with his reading.

Akahoshi kept her head down until the end of get out of class, when she heard someone scoff:

"Where did this country bumpkin come from? Is he illiterate?"

The others couldn't help but burst into laughter, and the boy behind the speaker laughed and said, "Second Prince, you don't know, Beidi is a barbaric land. This person is probably still uneducated."

The Second Prince, Murong Tuo, walked up to Chi Xing and tapped the table: "I'm asking you a question, are you mute?"

Akahoshi lowered her head, as if frightened, her small body shrank back, and she hurriedly shook her head.

The eldest prince, Murong Yan, rolled his eyes: "I heard he fell ill on the way to Dongqian, and his voice is ruined, isn't it?"

The others suddenly realized: "Oh, so he really is mute."

"Hahaha, a mute person still goes to school? If it were me, I'd stay home and never go out."

Another person said, "So this little mute has quite a thick skin."

With a loud "bang!", everyone looked over and saw His Highness the Crown Prince staring coldly at them.

Several people had already given up and returned to their seats, but the Second Prince and his entourage still showed no sign of moving.

However, just then, Chen Shijiang entered, and everyone had to return to their seats.

As Chixing listened to these lessons, the instructor assigned him calligraphy practice as a separate task, clearly treating him as a child who had not yet received formal education.

Holding a calligraphy brush in her small hands, Chi Xing scribbled and drew. She sighed softly, put down the brush, and quietly glanced at Murong Yu in the front row.

After a class, Akahoshi yawned out of boredom.

Outside, eunuchs were delivering pastries to the princes and heirs. Akahoshi noticed a plate of lotus-shaped pastries in one of the eunuchs' hands.

The lotus flowers looked so lifelike, they looked delicious.

Perhaps because he had turned into a child, Akahoshi found himself becoming increasingly greedy, but since this wasn't his, he shouldn't look at it.

He lowered his head, and suddenly someone knocked the lotus-shaped pastry to the ground next to him.