The princess was ordained by Heaven.

“I’ve thought a lot these past few days,” he said earnestly, looking at Zheng Xun. “I won’t blame you for taking over Tian Guo’er’s body, because it wasn’t you who harmed Tian Guo’er.”

Zheng Xun felt a little guilty because she did indeed owe such a debt of karma.

This body belongs to Tianguo'er and her family, but it doesn't belong to her.

But he suspected that the Sixth Prince did this to make her feel guilty.

She was unwilling to admit defeat, so she feigned disdain and said, "Nonsense. You clearly blamed me."

[He's fundamentally a biased and extreme person. How could he change his nature just because he pretended to be a house cat for a few years? Given his personality, it's reasonable for him to take his anger out on others.]

The Sixth Prince smiled slightly and touched the hairpin in his hair: "But you brought the hairpin that Tianguo'er made herself."

So he stopped blaming her.

"You've come here today to have a heart-to-heart talk with me?" Zheng Xun felt his attitude was a bit strange, so he asked suspiciously.

Seeing her wary posture, the Sixth Prince couldn't help but chuckle, but still said seriously, "No matter what, you owe Sweet Fruit a favor."

Zheng Xun felt he had some kind of scheme, so she retorted with a straight face, "Death absolves all debts. I have no morals, so don't try to morally blackmail me..."

"Let me finish!" The Sixth Prince interrupted her, unable to bear it any longer. "So, please take good care of your health. At the very least, having inherited Sweet Fruit's body, you must carry on Sweet Fruit's legacy and live well."

He was clearly smiling, but suddenly two lines of clear tears appeared on his face.

He will definitely take good care of his health.

He couldn't protect Tianguo'er, but he wouldn't let his mother and Axun become the next Tianguo'er. He didn't want to be powerless when they needed him.

After a moment of contemplation, Zheng Xun had no choice but to accept the fact that the black sesame-filled glutinous rice balls had become a symbol of truth, goodness, and beauty.

Heaven has sent him two big surprises: the power behind Consort Xian is not to be underestimated, and the Sixth Prince, this little devil, is no ordinary person either.

He was right about one thing: she was nothing like Sweetie.

Sweetie receives so little love that giving her a piece of candy is enough to satisfy her.

However, Zheng Xun grew up in the love and care of her older brother, and she was born with ambition and a strong will to live an ordinary life.

So she readily accepted this gesture of goodwill.

“I promise you,” she said, raising her hand and stretching it out, a playful warning, “but, Sixth Prince, once you’re on my pirate ship, you can’t get off!”

The sixth prince also extended his hand and gave her a high five as a pledge: "Call me brother."

Zheng Xun pouted, not arguing with him, and smiled obediently: "Brother!"

The Sixth Prince turned his face away, unable to bear looking at her: "You don't need to imitate her."

Zheng Xun slammed his hand on the table in dissatisfaction: "You look down on me?!"

"I didn't, don't talk nonsense!"

"Then why won't you let me laugh?"

"Please don't misunderstand me, okay?"

Outside, Consort Xian leaned against the door, listening to the two children arguing inside. She covered her mouth and silently wept.

Heaven, you took away the sweet fruit, but sent away a bitter one.

Her child was ultimately lucky...

Finally, Zheng Xun stayed in Jingyue Palace for a long time, and since he didn't have time to personally deliver the remaining items, he had to ask the palace servants for help.

……

The next day, early morning court.

The crown prince finally returned after dealing with the traitor.

When Zheng Xun saw him, his eyes lit up, which startled the Crown Prince.

"Third Sister...is there something you want to say?"

Are we going to gossip about him?

Zheng Xun shook his head: "No, I'm just happy to see my brother, the Crown Prince."

Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince was successfully charmed: "Really? So my third sister likes me that much."

"Yeah, yeah."

[The Crown Prince is so easy to fool. Actually, it's because his return means I won't have to be forced into slavery by my father anymore.]

Crown Prince: ...

His face immediately darkened.

Zheng Xun was completely baffled, which could only be attributed to his unpredictable temper.

However, this did not affect her good mood.

After deciding to use their own tactics against them, the people at the Hanlin Academy worked tirelessly and produced several volumes of vernacular stories, though not the complete works, only the first few chapters.

There are too many monks and not enough porridge, so not everyone can get a share of the storybook, but Zheng Xun doesn't care because she has a gossip-eating system.

What is this book? Is this some kind of storybook they wrote? This is clearly a policy essay!

What is this thing? Good heavens! What kind of old scholar wrote this? It's so obscure! Is it designed to induce sleep?

What kind of book is this? The plot is awful, even a dog wouldn't read it.

Two taels of silver for an egg? Do you know how many eggs two taels of silver can buy?

After reviewing all those storybooks from beginning to end, Zheng Xun could only find two or three that were readable, but even that couldn't comfort her eyes that had been poisoned by the stories.

Spending time reading this kind of nonsensical stuff is a complete waste of time.

[They've never written storybooks before, so it's understandable that their writing is poor, but most of them haven't even bothered to find out what popular storybooks look like.]

[They write with an inflated sense of self-importance, so naturally they can't write about scenes that resonate with ordinary people.]

Liao Hongsheng patted his belly and stepped forward helplessly: "Your Majesty, these words are written in excellent style, but they may not be suitable for common people and women to read."

Zheng Xun nodded frantically.

[Exactly! It's better to let Mrs. Xia write it than let them. Mrs. Xia's imagination is much better than theirs.]

Mrs. Xia?

Everyone looked at the several officials surnamed Xia inside the hall.

Speaking of Madam Xia, I wonder how Consort Xia's situation is going?

These past few days, seeing Lord Xia, who looked several years older, being gently nudged by his colleagues, he realized that Zheng Xun was referring to his home.

[Alas, Xia Hui is so pitiful. The Fourth Prince is doomed to die, and Jize will not survive either. She probably didn't even have time to be happy about finding her child before she was separated from him forever.]

Lord Xia is quite ruthless...

Zheng Xun started the live stream.

The scene inside the sky this time is the Lefu Palace, where Xia Jie... Xia Wan resides.

Xia Wan looked much more haggard. After Madam Xia entered the palace, it took her a while to react before she gently frowned and asked, "Mother? How did you get in?"

Madam Xia sighed, her eyes welling up with tears.

"Your mother has come to see you."

Upon seeing this, Lord Xia immediately set off to find Madam Xia.

We clearly agreed that he should go!

It's clearly his fault as a father, so he should bear the blame!

However, he was stopped by his colleagues.

The emperor's calm gaze swept over him, and his chaotic mind gradually regained its composure, but his straight back slumped.

Xia Wan, standing in the sky, remained silent for a moment: "Mother, do you know how Ze Lang is doing now?"

Madam Xia said with a hint of anger, "Zelang, Zelang, all you know is your Zelang. Why don't you ask your sister or the Fourth Prince?"

Xia Wan's tone was impatient, filled with pure doubt: "Why should I care about them? Mother, you don't know how pitiful Zelang is. He suffered so much as a child. He said that if he hadn't met me, he would have been a walking corpse for the rest of his life. Once you've seen the ocean, you can't be satisfied with a river... Zelang can't live without me."