So sweet! She's pampered like a precious gem in her little world.

Penglai Palace, just as its name suggests.

Backed by Mount Penglai, the mountain stream meanders down and converges into Penglai Lake in the backyard.

At dawn, the entire Penglai Palace was shrouded in mist, resembling a fairyland.

The entire Penglai Palace is filled with all kinds of precious flowers. If foreign countries offer rare varieties as tribute, they will mostly send them to the Penglai Palace.

Most importantly, the only hot spring in the entire palace is located on the back mountain of Mount Penglai.

Even if the emperor wanted to soak in a hot spring, he had to go to Penglai Palace.

This palace, so close to the Zichen Palace and so special, was once speculated by everyone to be reserved for the future empress or a highly favored concubine.

Who could have imagined that the Shen family would be wiped out overnight, and the only orphan girl left behind would become the noble Princess Yuanjia of the Jingsheng Dynasty?

Not only that, she was even able to live in the Penglai Palace!

Since His Majesty ascended the throne, no one has ever lived there. Not to mention Penglai Palace, His Majesty's harem has always been empty.

The late emperor and empress had a very good relationship and lived together in the Zichen Palace.

It can be said that no one has ever actually lived in the Penglai Palace since it was built.

Jingyin finished decorating Penglai Palace in just one day.

But Chu Yu's sudden emotional breakdown that day really frightened him, and he no longer dared to let the little girl go to live there by herself.

If he weren't watching closely enough and something really happened, wouldn't he regret it for the rest of his life?

Thus, Princess Yuanjia naturally settled down in the Zichen Palace.

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Jingyin is usually very busy.

Even so, he still made time to dine with Chu Yu every day without fail. Occasionally, after dinner, when he had nothing to do, he would take the little girl for a walk in Penglai Palace to admire the flowers.

He would even bring people to the study in the Zichen Palace every few days.

He was reviewing memorials, and Chu Yu was reading and practicing calligraphy according to his instructions.

The little girl is at the age where she should be learning to read and write. In the past, she had a tutor in the Shen family who taught her.

Now that I'm by his side, he will personally teach me first.

It's not that he's overly protective of people.

After that incident, Lin Qingyue privately gave Chu Yu a detailed report on her situation.

She was greatly traumatized, and her current calm reaction is merely a form of self-protection.

This can be seen from the fact that she only accepts Jingyin's affection.

She subconsciously trusted and relied on Jingyin, treating him as a close person, but apart from him, no one else could easily get close to her.

Jingyin didn't know what to do in this situation, and Lin Qingyue didn't dare to give her any strong medicine, so she could only use some mild remedies to calm her down.

"Your Majesty, the princess's heart ailment cannot be cured in a day or two, so please don't be too impatient."

These are Lin Qingxuan's original words.

Jingyin was well aware that at fifteen years old, he had not yet recovered from what had happened back then.

Caring too much will only lead to confusion.

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On a late summer afternoon, the sunlight, already warm, shone through the carved window lattice onto the small desk.

At her small desk, Chu Yu sat upright, carefully tracing the characters from the calligraphy book.

Jingyin had selected several calligraphy models by famous calligraphers suitable for young girls to practice, but the girl immediately took a liking to the annotations he had left on the book that was laid out next to her.

That was the first time she went to Jingyin's study with him, and she had never seen his handwriting before.

The young emperor's calligraphy was unparalleled in the world; his brushstrokes were elegant yet powerful, meticulous yet fluent, and possessed a unique style.

However, it is quite difficult for a little girl to learn.

Jingyin tried to get her to practice some elegant small regular script, but the girl wouldn't listen at all. She was fixated on his calligraphy and wouldn't even glance at anything else.

The firmness of the refusal made Li Zhi, who was standing to the side, break out in a cold sweat.

This little brat is becoming more and more outrageous!

But he didn't consider that if it weren't for his emperor's boundless indulgence and pampering, how could the little princess have dared to be so presumptuous time and time again?

Jingyin closed the last memorial and looked up at the window.

The last time I saw her was only a stick of incense had burned. Just moments ago, the little girl was sitting upright and practicing calligraphy meticulously, but in the blink of an eye, she started striking the wooden fish.

She nodded her wobbly little head repeatedly, her two pigtails swaying back and forth.

The pen tip occasionally pokes the paper, leaving a pool of thick ink that spreads out.

Li Zhi followed Jing Yin's gaze and, upon seeing this scene, pursed his lips, unable to hide his smile.

In any case, the arrival of the little princess has at least brought a youthful vitality to His Majesty, making him less lifeless than he had been for the past five years.

Worried that she might bump her head, Jingyin got up and quickly walked to her small table.

With slender fingers, she gently pinched the brush, and with her other hand, she slowly grasped the small hand holding the brush, carefully pulling it out and gently placing it aside.

Then he slowly squatted down, supported the little girl's slender body against his chest, and gently lifted her up.

From the study to the bedroom, one must pass through a covered corridor.

Before leaving, Qian Yin had someone take his outer robe and drape it over the little one in his arms.

After confirming that the girl wouldn't catch a cold, he then walked towards the bedroom.

The palace servants in the Zichen Palace were already used to these things.

Since the little princess moved into the Zichen Palace more than a month ago, His Majesty seems to have become a different person. People who don't know the situation might think that the little princess is His Majesty's biological daughter.

"elder brother?"

Before Jingyin even reached the bedchamber, the person in his arms woke up.

He paused, then asked in a low voice, "Did I wake you?"

Chu Yu realized that she had been practicing calligraphy seriously just moments before, but now she was sleeping in someone's arms...

She still couldn't quite feel at ease treating herself like a five-year-old child, so she snuggled into the boy's arms, pretending to be sleepy, to cover up her embarrassment.

Jingyin saw through her little scheme at a glance, but didn't expose her. He simply said, "Brother is a little tired. How about Chuchu accompanies brother back to rest for a while?"

He had finished his official duties for the day and now had some rare free time to spend with her.

Chu Yu was still sleepy at the moment, and without thinking much about it, she said softly, "Okay, brother."

The girl's sweet voice, mixed with her delicate fragrance, wafted over, causing Jingyin to lose his footing instantly.

Back in her bedroom, Chu Yu fell asleep again as soon as she was placed on the bed.

Jingyin was both amused and exasperated. When he was five years old, he had already started going to the Imperial Academy every day to study under the Grand Tutor. There were also many sons of royal and noble families with him.

They're all about the same age, but I've never seen anyone sleep as much as his little one.

The little baby in his arms was breathing heavily, and her soft, white hands instinctively gripped his clothes.

For the past month or so, Jingyin has been holding her and coaxing her to sleep every night.

At first, she would have nightmares and convulsions every night, which terrified Jingyin so much that he dared not sleep and stayed by her side all night long.

It gradually got better. Recently, I still have nightmares occasionally, and the reaction is not as strong as it was at the beginning. I just whimper and cry a few times.

He held her and comforted her with a few words, and she calmed down.

The little girl seemed to really like his scent; he would often see her sleeping and then sniffing his chest or neck.

It felt tingly and itchy, like being lightly brushed by a feather, causing my skin to tremble.

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I've been quite busy with work lately, so my update schedule might be a bit irregular, but I'll try my best to update twice a week!

My darlings, please don't stay up late waiting for updates. If you're sleepy, go to bed and get some rest! Your health is the most important thing!

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