After provoking the holy maiden of Miao territory, she was infected with a love curse.

The three exchanged pleasantries for a while.

Zhao Huining then strode toward the three of them. When she left the palace, she had already changed into a light and dashing outfit, which was not so eye-catching.

But Sang Che recognized Zhao Huining at a glance.

She still harbored some resentment, but Sang Che was able to hide these subtle emotions very well.

No one noticed anything unusual.

Huaixi is not happy with a woman who is prone to jealousy.

"Big sister, can you teach me?"

Zhao Yin held Gong Peilan's warm hand, and no matter how hot the weather was, she didn't want to let go.

That innocent and childlike voice immediately drew Sang Che's attention away from Zhao Huining, the "number one person on guard".

She met the eyes of the exquisitely beautiful doll with a puzzled look, and knew that she was of noble status. She wondered why she would be attracted to such a trick.

Aren't all members of the royal family ambitious beyond measure?

Sang Che, puzzled, asked, "What will I teach you?"

"Would you like to learn that magic trick I just performed?"

Zhao Yin nodded vigorously. She then looked timidly at Jia Wan, who was holding a flower and sniffing it lightly, and said, "This older sister told me that you can turn into a butterfly."

"That's why I want to learn."

Jiawan: "..."

She finally learned a trick called "shifting the blame," but how come this child easily deflected it back with such ease!

This woman is truly remarkable!

What will they be like when they grow up!

Gong Peilan devoted herself wholeheartedly to raising Zhao Yin.

She couldn't bear to be too harsh on the child, nor did she want Zhao Yin to be spoiled and become a good-for-nothing who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun.

That would be too unfair to her sister.

This was the first time Gong Peilan had heard that Zhao Yin was interested in magic tricks. She was suspicious, but did not ask directly.

However, Sang Che wouldn't care about any of that.

She can see right through a child's mind, but she has no obligation to be tolerant.

Sang Che laughed: "Child, then you have to tell me, why did you want to learn the magic of turning into a butterfly?"

"If you can explain it, I'll teach you. If you can't, then I'm leaving."

After saying that, Sang Che really turned around and walked towards the carriage, leaving only the fluttering hem of his clothes for the bewildered Zhao Yin.

Despite her anxiety, Zhao Yin still subconsciously looked up to see Gong Peilan's expression.

She could have readily agreed to that person's request, but she didn't want to upset her mother.

Her father had passed away; she only had her mother left.

The only person she could rely on and trust in this world was her mother.

She couldn't bear to see her mother so sad anymore, and she wept all night.

That's a bad child, not a good child.

Gong Peilan gently released Zhao Yin's hand, gave her a push, and encouraged her, "A-Yin, if you want to go, then go and learn."

"It just has to be done secretly."

"Don't let those ministers find out."

"Did you hear that?"

Encouragement from her mother completely dispelled Zhao Yin's concerns, and she immediately followed after her, holding up her skirt.

Seeing Sang Che escort the person he was holding onto the carriage, Zhao Yin immediately shouted, "I want to make Mother happy, so... I want to learn how to turn into a butterfly!"

The sound was so loud that not only Sang Che heard it, but also Gong Peilan in the distance and Yin Huaixi, Zhao Huining, and Jia Wan sitting in the carriage.

They were surprised.

But they also considered that Zhao Yin was just a child.

It's inevitable that one's heart is pure and untainted.

The Imperial Noble Consort's efforts in raising the child were not in vain.

...

"Teacher, what does this mean?"

Zhao Yin held a yellowed book and followed Sang Che relentlessly.

Sang Che, who was so annoyed by the child, was already considering moving out of the capital at the end of the year. She simply couldn't stand the child's antics any longer.

"Teacher, teacher!"

Seeing that Sang Che ignored her, Zhao Yin quickly signaled the guards behind her to present the treasure they had found.

"Take care, teacher! I have a little something for your wife!"

The title "Teacher's Wife" successfully made Sang Che stop and turn her head.

Open your palm.

Sang Che felt no burden and accepted it calmly.

Sang Che: "I'll only tell you this once. If you bother me again, I won't see you again."

Seeing that her teacher was soft-hearted, Zhao Yin was overjoyed. She raised the corners of her mouth, knowing that bringing up the words "teacher's wife" would work on her teacher.

Zhao Yin: "Teacher, none of the teachers who taught me can compare to your golden words, which enlightened me."

"If the student is slow-witted, the teacher should teach him more."

Thinking of Zhao Yin's previous appearance, Sang Che sighed that the Han people were indeed fickle.

Sang Che: "You don't need to flatter me. Do you think I can't see through your scheme?"

Inside the sandalwood box handed over by the guard lay a jade hairpin. Judging by its quality alone, it was a unique piece, unparalleled in the world.

Such a wonderful thing could only be touched and seen by Zhao Yin, the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace.

If Huaixi hadn't liked these little trinkets, Sang Che would have reluctantly agreed to pay her as a teacher.

Sang Che stroked the jade hairpin and said, "However, your master's wife really likes this. If you find it again in the future, come and find me, and I may see you."

Upon hearing Sang Che mention him, Yin Huaixi walked over with her hands behind her back.

Yin Huaixi: "Ache, it's time to eat."

"What are you saying to Ah Yin?"

Ever since Sang Che agreed to teach Zhao Yin, the child has been running away from the palace every few days to stay at the Princess's residence.

Yin Huaixi had heard that Zhao Huining was discussing with the imperial concubine and ministers about setting the date for Zhao Yin's coronation ceremony. At that time, Zhao Yin would be the true emperor of the country.

They probably couldn't just call this little family any more casually back then.

Upon seeing Yin Huaixi, Zhao Yin's attitude was very proper. She bowed respectfully and said politely, "Greetings, Master's wife. May you be well."

Yin Huaixi would only teach the child a few words when he had free time. Zhao Yin was quick-witted and very smart.

She also has a sweet tongue.

Yin Huaixi liked her quite a bit.

Yin Huaixi: "Alright, you can ask me anything later. His Highness wants us to go eat."

With that in mind, Yin Huaixi took Sang Che's hand openly in front of Zhao Yin, and the two walked side by side.

They walked together down the corridor.

Zhao Yin followed closely behind, watching her teacher and his wife, who were deeply in love and devoted to each other.

Envy arose in my heart.

All she ever wanted in her life was to be with her mother.

But with each passing year, Zhao Yin could sense that her mother's melancholy eyes were looking at others through her skin.

There were many rumors circulating in the palace. Zhao Yin never believed that her mother and her birth mother, the Empress, had any conflict. How could such a kind person as her mother have caused her birth mother's death?

These are all things that others want to manipulate her mind by deliberately spreading rumors and gossiping about her.

She was determined to trust her mother's words as much as her teacher trusted his wife.

...

"Come on, come on, dinner's ready!"

"These are some desserts I recently learned to make. Aning, Ache, Huaixi, you all have to try them!"

Jiawan was quite satisfied with her cooking skills. Looking at the table full of delicious-looking dishes, she casually rolled up her sleeves and sat down.

Zhao Huining said helplessly, "Who eats pastries and rice together?"

Jiawan: "If you don't want to eat, then don't. I didn't force you!"

The two remained as bickering as ever, with Sang Che sitting down with a smile on his face.

Yin Huaixi started the daily viewing mode.

They watched it with great interest.

After lunch, we took a short rest.

Zhao Huining and Jiawan were planting flowers together in the courtyard. The servants of the Princess's mansion went from being terrified at first to gradually accepting it.

They even took the initiative to do the work on the side.

A scene of joy and harmony.

Whenever she had free time, Yin Huaixi would come with Sang Che to teach Zhao Yin.

The bamboo curtain swayed slightly, and the bells under the eaves tinkled.

The cat was chasing butterflies outside the door.

Occasionally, a few whispers drifted out from inside the house.

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