Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

The boy's voice was childish and tinged with disdain: "I've heard that the Northern Di people are barbaric and like to eat with their hands, just like dogs lying on the ground gnawing on bones."

As Murong Tuo finished speaking, bursts of laughter rang out again from all around.

"Here's what we'll do: you lie down on the ground right now and lick this lotus-shaped pastry clean, and I'll give you another plate of pastries in return."

Akahoshi kept his head down, as if he hadn't heard.

"Hey, you stinking mute, His Highness is talking to you, are you deaf?"

Luo Wu, the second prince's study companion, came over and gave Chi Xing a hard shove. The little boy lost his balance and fell off the chair.

The next instant, another figure rushed over and kicked Luo Wu.

Luo Wu let out a muffled groan and fell backward, clutching his abdomen in pain as he stared in disbelief at the Crown Prince before him.

However, the Crown Prince didn't even glance at him, but turned to the Second Prince and said:

"Second brother, are you openly provoking conflict between our two countries? Or are you suggesting that you have the right to abuse your power to punish those whom even Father has not dealt with?"

"You, you're talking nonsense. I was just joking with him."

Nine-year-old Murong Tuo was usually idle and did nothing. He only knew that Chi Xing was a hostage sent by the enemy country, so of course he had to bully him.

He snorted: "He's just an unfavored prince of Bei Di. Perhaps Bei Di has long since grown tired of him, otherwise why would they have sent him here?"

After hearing this, everyone else wished they were deaf.

Even if he is not favored, he is still a hostage sent by Bei Di.

To say you despise him is to imply that Bei Di doesn't take Dong Qian seriously at all and just sent over a useless person.

These words came from the mouth of a prince, and even the eldest prince, who always liked to stir up trouble, dared not speak.

After saying this, the Second Prince clearly realized that he was wrong, but in front of Murong Yu, he did not want to back down and still stubbornly confronted Murong Yu.

Murong Yu smiled and said, "Second brother, you'd better watch your words. What if these words reach Father's ears..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but reached out and pulled the little boy up from the ground.

The moment he touched the cold little hand, Murong Yu couldn't help but frown. He led the person directly to his seat, where a stool had been placed next to him under the long table.

Taking out a handkerchief, Murong Yu carefully wiped the little bean's tender hands clean.

Only then did I look at his little face. Tears were swirling in his big eyes, his nose was slightly red, and his little mouth was pouting, making him look pitiful.

Murong Yu pushed the lotus-shaped pastry on her table in front of Chi Xing, her face stern and her tone cold and austere as usual:

"Eat."

To everyone's surprise, the little boy pouted, closed his eyes, and shook his head.

Hot tears dripped onto the back of Murong Yu's hand, burning his heart with a sharp pain.

The child cried, and for the first time, His Highness the Crown Prince was at a loss.

The fifth prince also loves to cry, but he cries loudly and impassionedly. He can leave the other person standing aside until he finishes crying and then comes over to hug him and call him "Crown Prince Brother".

But the little boy in front of me was different; when he cried, he didn't even make a sound, just pitifully shedding tears.

He sighed, took out another handkerchief, and gently wiped away his tears.

"Why are you crying? If you don't want to eat, then don't. I'm not forcing you to eat."

She sobbed softly, but her stomach growled at the most inopportune moment.

Akahoshi was stunned for a moment, forgetting about crying, she covered her stomach with both hands, her cheeks slightly red.

A slight smile appeared on Murong Yu's cold face. He tapped the table, and the little eunuch laid out several kinds of pastries one by one.

"My dear, eat whatever you want. All of this is mine."

She blinked her big eyes at him, as if asking a question.

Murong Yu nodded quickly and personally picked up a piece of jujube paste cake and brought it to his mouth.

Akahoshi opened his mouth and took a small bite, as if he knew that Akahoshi wasn't really going to tease him, before daring to eat in big bites.

The observant eunuch served tea to the two of them.

After finishing the jujube paste cake, Akahoshi reached for the lotus flower pastry he hadn't eaten earlier, which was his favorite.

Having enjoyed the delicious food, Akahoshi, still in his childlike state, couldn't help but swing his legs. Sitting on the bench, his feet couldn't even touch the ground.

Ignoring the stares of others behind them, the two of them ate heartily while the other occasionally fed them water, creating their own little world.

This break was relatively long, and by the time class started, Akahoshi had almost finished eating.

His hands were dirty again, so Murong Yu took the new handkerchief brought by the little eunuch and carefully wiped them clean for him.

Akahoshi felt a surge of joy. It turned out that crying was so effective. It would be even better if she didn't have to go back to that prince's residence.

A few days ago, Nan Qiao disappeared. She must have been sent by someone else to do manual labor. He needs to find a way to bring her back.

But he's only six years old now and can't do anything.

This lesson was still taught by Attendant Liu. When he entered and saw Chi Xing sitting next to His Highness the Crown Prince, he didn't react much and started teaching as usual.

Chixing was getting drowsy and was about to lean back in a daze.

Murong Yu was quick enough to catch him and let him sleep on the table.

As a hostage, whether he studies or not is not the business of the lecturers. Besides, Chixing is in poor health and looks young, so Lecturer Liu did not wake him up.

Getting up early for school was too much for Akahoshi's body, so he actually fell asleep.

The aroma of food drew Akahoshi's eyes open, only to find that the princes were eating.

Their meals were delivered by the eunuchs who served them. Most of the children from the imperial family and the marquis's mansion ate at the charity hall, but Chi Xing received nothing.

He had no money, no food, and his stomach started growling.

Her lips twitched down, and her eyes began to moisten again.

A piece of braised pork was brought to his lips, and a familiar boyish voice came: "Eat."

Akahoshi obediently opened his mouth and bit into the piece of meat, the fragrant braised pork.

After swallowing the piece of meat, Murong Yu scooped up a spoonful of rice.

This time, without him saying anything, Akahoshi obediently opened his mouth and finished eating.

Murong Yu herself was unaware of the smile on her lips, as if this meal tasted even better than before.

Seeing that Akahoshi was enjoying his meal, he couldn't resist taking a big bite himself, and it really did taste better than yesterday's food.

Without Akahoshi having to lift a finger, he noticed that Akahoshi liked to eat meat and put all the meat on Akahoshi's plate.

Both of them ate their fill at lunch, but that didn't mean Murong Yu didn't pursue the matter of no one bringing food to the little one.

After lunch, Murong Yu took him out for a walk to bask in the sun.

Just as class started in the afternoon, the little boy clutched his stomach and looked pained.

Murong Yu ordered someone to summon the imperial physician.

His first thought was that someone had poisoned him, but the meals that were delivered to him had all been inspected by the palace servants, and besides, both of them had eaten them, and he was perfectly fine.

The imperial physician rushed over, examined Chi Xing, and shook his head, saying:

"Young master, your spleen and stomach are not in harmony, and your body is weak. You need to take good care of yourself, eat a light diet, eat small meals frequently, and avoid overeating."

Murong Yu remembered that she had fed him a lot of meat at lunchtime, and felt remorseful.

Chi Xing was carried back to the prince's residence by the young eunuch.

He put it on the bed, haphazardly covered himself with the blanket, and went out the door, muttering curses under his breath.

"What a hassle, having to brew medicine again, why not just die of illness?"