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At the martial training grounds.
Today the Jing Prince arrived early. Barbarian Yan arrived early as well.
Barbarian Yan had restrained himself the entire day and tussled the entire night yesterday before running over bright and early this morning. His shrew back home had even commended him for changing his personality today, but little did she know it was for some shady business.
Seeing the Jing Prince already training two hours earlier than usual, Barbarian Yan was flabbergasted for a moment. But considering the Jing Princeâs normal diligence, he didnât think too much about it. He only sighed at the Jing Princeâs ability to maintain his personality in face of the soft, gentle, warm fragrance.
âHighness, so early.â
Barbarian Yan looked around and was surprised to see that the bum-following beetle Eunuch Fu wasnât around. There were only two low-ranked eunuchs standing in the corner of the training grounds. He laughed mischievously as he approached, and took out a few books from his robes.
âHighness, look what good stuff Iâve brought you.â
Seeing Barbarian Yan approach, the Jing Prince stopped his movements in case he accidentally injured him. Although Barbarian Yanâs skills were good and even ten Jing Princes werenât his match, it was a force of habit.
âThese are all good things. Iâve secretly collected them for a long time. Iâm lending it to you, remember to return it to me in the future, ok?â As he handed it towards the Jing Prince, Barbarian Yan grimaced in pain. It was obvious how much he cared for these books.
The Jing Prince glanced at the covers and wasnât able to tell what they were. However, he had a bad premonition in his heart.
His face was rigid and he didnât receive it. However, he was a little curious in his heart.
Barbarian Yanâs eyes were shrewd, and just by looking at the Jing Princeâs âsanctimoniousâ appearance he understood the âdesireâ in his heart.
âHehe, you donât want it even though Iâm willing to lend it? Old Bull had asked me several times before but I never lent it to him.â
Old Bull was one of the Jing Prince Estateâs attending generals, and had a very âdeepâ friendship with Barbarian Yan. Before Barbarian Yan got married, they were partners in crime and would often exchange benefits. After his marriage, even his shrew back home wasnât able to get in the way of this relationship. However, they were no longer able to enjoy the beautiful spring scenery together.
The Jing Prince had been depressed all night, and awoke very early this morning. At this moment, hearing Barbarian Yan chattering away, his speech filled with obscenities, he felt a little moody but also a little interested.
He glanced at the two eunuchs in the corner and waved his hand. The two of them silently took their leave.
Barbarian Yan immediately understood and smiled vulgarly at seeing this situation.
âHa! Looks like enlightenment has dawned. Come, come, come, letâs go have a good discussion.â
After speaking, he pulled the Jing Prince over to a small table in the corner. He grabbed a small stool for himself and also had the Jing Prince take a seat.
Barbarian Yan thought the Jing Prince wouldnât follow along, but unexpectedly he had walked over with him and sat down beside him. After getting over his surprise, his smile grew even more lewd. He even helped the Jing Prince smooth things over by saying coarsely: âMen are all fond of these things. Donât be shy. Those with thin skin wonât get any meat.â
Those with thin skin wonât get any meat. This was something Barbarian Yan often said in the past before he got married.
He was big and sturdy, and his body was robust. His unkempt beard made him look like an uncivilized savage. Normally when he went with Attending General Bull to enjoy the beautiful spring scenery at the brothels, all those high-end prostitutes would be unwilling to entertain him, and would surround Attending General Bull instead. But his skin was thick and he would bother them endlessly. He was generous with his money, his tool was large and vigorous. Several of the high-end ladies were into it, and there were a few who became infatuated with him.
Logically speaking, these prostitutes usually preferred Attending General Bullâs scholarly and pale type. However, over time Barbarian Yan became more popular than General Bull.
General Bull was frustrated and scolded these women for not having eyes, but Barbarian Yan would always use his catchphrase to leave him choked up.
Compared to Barbarian Yanâs thick skin, General Bullâs skin was truly thin.
The Jing Prince didnât really understand Barbarian Yanâs crude words. His brows were slightly furrowed as he pondered how to ask him about certain things.
After one spends a long time with the Jing Prince, one would be able to notice the moment his normally blank face had a trace of change. Having sensed the Jing Princeâs air of âI have a question, I have something I donât understandâ, Barbarian Yan the expert interpreter smiled mischievously as he drew closer.
âHighness, could you have some questions regarding the affairs between man and woman? Speak up if you do. Old Yan over here will tell you all he knows without holding anything back!â After speaking, he even thumped his chest a couple of times.
The Jing Prince spoke with a rigid face and lowered voice: âLast night she cried.â
Barbarian Yanâs eyes glowed brightly as his beard trembled in excitement.
âWho?â
âXiao Huaâer.â
âLittle madam?â
âEn.â
The Jing Prince glanced at Barbarian Yan. Seeing his solemn appearance, he was extremely relieved.
The martial training grounds was extremely silent for a bit before Barbarian Yanâs voice sounded out again, âWhere was she crying?â
The Jing Princeâs face was still the same as always, but it seemed to be filled with an air of depression?
âIn bed.â
Barbarian smacked his lips in excitement and heavily patted the Jing Prince on his shoulder. Luckily the Jing Prince had several years of martial arts training under his belt. He would have fallen apart from this patting if it were several years ago. Even so, the Jing Prince couldnât help but frown.
âFuâ, coughâŚ.â Before he finished swearing, Barbarian Yan remembered that the person sitting in front of him wasnât Old Bull. It was the Jing Prince, his master. Turning things around extremely awkwardly, he gave a sinister smile, âHighness is really fierce, being able to make a girl cry in bed. This is talent.â
As he spoke, he looked at the Jing Prince with red eyes, his face full of envy hidden behind his facial hair.
Ever since he married his wife, he hadnât been able to go visit those Xiao Jiao Jiaos, Xiao Tian Tians, Xiao Chun Chuns for a sweet and happy time. Forget about making a girl cry in bed. It was already good if the tigress back home didnât make him cry in bed.
He was oppressed and suffering extremely. Otherwise he wouldnât be so wickedly interested in other peopleâs intimate affairs. He wasnât a pervert!
Actually, you definitely are a pervert!
The Jing Prince didnât light up at Barbarian Yanâs words. His brows were still furrowed.
âThatâs not it.â
âWhatâs not it?â Barbarian Yan was a little dazed and didnât understand.
âThatâs not it.â The Jing Prince said again.
This time Barbarian Yan understood. He used his rough fingers to stroke his chin. His highness meant that the little madam wasnât crying because he was too vigorous?
Then how did he make her cry?
Barbarian Yan pondered for a while before understanding struck!
After snapping out of it, he saw that the Jing Princeâs apathetic expression contained a hint of anger from embarrassment.
âHehehehehe.â Barbarian Yan laughed drily and spoke quietly: âThen how did she end up crying? Could it be that you ended up in the wrong place?â
This barbaric fellowâs thoughts were always different from those of normal people. His fellow enthusiast, the scholarly looking Old Bull would probably understand his train of thought. Unfortunately, the person in front of him was the Jing Prince.
âWhat?â
Barbarian Yan coughed and didnât dare expand the Jing Princeâs knowledge.
âWhy did she cry? Did she say anything?â
Barbarian Yan was a simple man. There was no need to play guessing games during this exchange.
The Jing Prince thought for a while, âShe said it hurts.â He paused, and decided not to say anything about it being swollen.
âOhâââ Barbarian Yan nodded his head in understanding. âI understand. Highness, your skills were too lacking and ended up making her cry.â
âHow do I not make her cry?â
Barbarian Yan smiled vulgarly, âCome, come, come. Let me tell youâŚ..â
âŚâŚ..
The original hour of training was dragged on for almost two hours before it ended.
As he left, the Jing Prince brought the books from Barbarian Yanâs private collection with him. Because he had come with the intent to ask for advice, the Jing Prince had sent Eunuch Fu away. Otherwise, these books would have been hard to take back.
How the Jing Prince will manage to avoid Eunuch Fu while he studied these books wonât be discussed in detail at this time.
Over on Xiao Huaâs side, she had finally finished making the clothing for Nana He.
The light purple red colored jacket embroidered with the five blessings surrounding the character for âageâ. It was accompanied by an eight treasures patterned silver grey traditional skirt. The colors werenât too dark but also werenât too garish. After all, Nana He was quite old. Xiao Hua didnât know how to do the five blessings embroidery and had Ding Xiang help. The rest was all done by Xiao Hua herself.
The clothes were done, and Xiao Hua had Ding Xiang bring it to the Hall of Splendor when she stopped by during lunch for the jar of soup.
It wasnât the first time Ding Xiang went to the Hall of Splendor for the soup. As she arrived at the door, someone naturally informed the small kitchen to bring out the soup.
Every time it was someone called Auntie Meng who brought the soup out. Ding Xiang gave her thanks, received the soup and handed over the packaged clothes to Auntie Meng.
âAuntie, these clothes were made by our madam for Nana He. Could I trouble you to hand it to her?â
Auntie Meng was a little surprised but she didnât say anything. She nodded and handed the package over to one of the low-ranked eunuchs guarding the door.
The Hall of Splendorâs rules were very strict. Everything coming in and out needed to be inspected.
That low-ranked eunuch received the package in an experienced manner, heaped a bunch of smiles on his face and said âpardon my offenseâ before opening it and lightly examining the clothes.
Who in the Hall of Splendor didnât know Nana He was an old hand. Even Grandpa Fu had to call her auntie. Who didnât know that their Hall of Splendor produced a Madam Hua, who was his highnessâs most favored.
Outsiders wouldnât understand, but those who had served in the Hall of Splendor for some years naturally knew how favored Madam Hua was. She had hooked his highness, who only went to the rear court a couple times a year in the past, into going countless times in a month.
Both of them couldnât be offended, but rules were rules. The low-ranked eunuch could only ask for forgiveness and swiftly conducted his inspection.
âWhat are you guys doing?â
Eunuch Fu saw the few people standing at the doors from far away. He walked over and asked.
The one walking in front of him was naturally the Jing Prince.
The Jing Prince wore a sapphire blue light jacket today, and underneath was a silver pattern embroidered white robe. He looked very tall and confident, his pupils slightly dark and his expression apathetic as usual.
Ding Xiang gave the Jing Prince and Eunuch Fu a salute before responding: âAnswering General Manager Fuâs question: madam made the small kitchenâs Nana He a set of clothing and asked this servant to bring it over today.â
The Jing Prince glanced at the light purple red clothing that had been an eyesore over the last few days and walked away.
Eunuch Fu nodded his head and followed behind without saying anything else.
Ding Xiang fetched the food and returned. After laying out the dishes, she reported what had occurred. Xiao Hua listened and didnât think too much about it.
In the Hall of Splendorâs small kitchen.
Nana He held the clothing Xiao Hua made, her face full of smiles.
âThat lass still has this Nana in her heart.â She seemed hesitant to part with it as she stroked the clothes in her hand. She felt it was good no matter how she looked at it.
The strict Auntie Meng let out a rare smile, âDonât you also keep her in your mind?â
âSheâs pleasant to my eyes and I feel sheâs a rare one. She clearly doesnât have the intention but was continuously pushed by Eunuch Fu from behind. She was poisoned and then suffered grievances before finally getting a status. Now this situation ended up occurringâŚ.â
Saying this, Nana He sighed. She naturally was aware of what the Jing Consort had done.
Auntie Meng said comfortingly: âIt was a blessing in disguise. She was lucky after all, unlike those two madams. She also has you here to help her adjust as well as Doctor Huâs treatment. It wonât take much longer.â