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The next morning, Zhao Jinzhong got up at dawn as usual to practice his martial arts, and then arrived at the East Palace before dawn.

After entering the Eastern Palace, he was taken by the Crown Prince's personal guards to the courtyard where the Crown Prince practiced martial arts.

Soon, the Crown Prince appeared before them, dragging his heavy steps, his body sluggish, and looking listless.

"Is His Highness feeling unwell?"

The Crown Prince waved his hand, dismissing the guards around him, before quietly telling Zhao Jinzhong...

"Now when I sleep at night, I have to keep an umbrella over that spot all night, it's so uncomfortable!"

Zhao Jinzhong felt embarrassed, but feigned composure. "Your Highness, is it that bronze ball?"

"Stop talking. Your sister told me not to sleep with the copper ball, and I did."

But the Emperor found out about this, and guess what happened?

"What's wrong?"

"My father had the imperial advisor give me a bigger ball!"

Zhao Jinzhong suddenly felt an urge to laugh, an urge he couldn't suppress, but he couldn't laugh.

Because Zhou Ruo had said that the bronze ball would cause the Crown Prince to have no descendants.

"That kind of harm is probably even greater!"

The Crown Prince sighed, "Do you even need to tell me? If I did this every night, I'd be completely broke before I even had a chance to marry the Crown Princess."

"Then...the Emperor..."

Speaking of the emperor, the crown prince felt very depressed. "My father doesn't care about my feelings at all. He only listens to the imperial advisor."

Zhao Jinzhong was at a loss for what to do.

The Crown Prince, however, came up with his own idea: "Jinzhong, why don't you bring your sister with you next time you come?"

After hearing the Crown Prince's words, Zhao Jinzhong felt a sense of rejection.

He was already risking his life to go to the Eastern Palace to serve as the Crown Prince's martial arts companion, so how could he possibly bring Zhou Ruo into this danger?

Zhao Jinzhong remained silent for a long while. The Crown Prince asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Are you afraid I'll eat her?"

"Your subject dares not..." Zhao Jinzhong denied.

He looked around the courtyard; besides the two of them, there was no one else there. "Your Highness, will you be practicing martial arts today?"

Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince closed his eyes, waved his hand, turned around and walked away, saying, "I can't practice even a little bit... You can walk with me for a bit."

Zhao Jinzhong was ordered to follow.

After taking a few steps, the prince remained silent.

Zhao Jinzhong recalled what his father had said yesterday about the execution of the Crown Prince's tutor, and he wanted to ask the Crown Prince about it.

Once you understand it clearly, you'll be better able to handle it.

"Your Highness, may I ask you a question?"

"Okay, go ahead."

"Did Your Highness previously have a martial arts training?"

The crown prince suddenly stopped and glanced at Zhao Jinzhong. "You've heard?"

Seeing Zhao Jinzhong nod, he continued walking forward.

"What? Are you scared?" A barely perceptible hint of disappointment flashed in the Crown Prince's eyes.

"It's not out of fear, but rather because I want to learn from the lessons of those who came before me, so as not to offend any of you masters."

The crown prince chuckled, "You're quite clever and honest."

"I have had three martial arts instructors, and they were all executed by my father."

Zhao Jinzhong was startled, and cold sweat broke out on his palms.

The Crown Prince noticed the beads of sweat hidden on Zhao Jinzhong's forehead and smiled.

"You don't need to be afraid. All three of them were planted by people with ulterior motives in the court."

My father didn't want me to get involved in factional strife at this time, so he dealt with them all as a warning to others.

He also ordered that no more martial arts instructors be assigned to me.

After saying this, the Crown Prince paused, turned to face Zhao Jinzhong, and said, "You are my personal choice, my martial arts partner."

"You have the status of a young general, and you are the champion of the martial arts competition. Moreover, you are not an instructor, but just my martial arts training partner."

Father will see the truth.

Hearing this, Zhao Jinzhong breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you for your insightful advice, Your Highness. I feel much more at ease now."

"Then can you bring your sister next time?"

Zhao Jinzhong was taken aback. He suddenly realized that the Crown Prince was sincere towards him.

"Of course, I'll bring Ruoruo with me next time to pay my respects."

When Zhao Jinzhong returned to the general's mansion, the main hall was bustling with activity.

Lord Sheng Linfeng of the Ping Le Marquis's Mansion, along with his eldest son Sheng Aotian and eldest daughter Sheng Yueyi, came to express their gratitude with a thousand taels of silver.

Originally, Sheng Linfeng only planned to bring his son.

Sheng Yueyi is still young, and as a girl, it's not really appropriate for her to show her face in public.

When Sheng Yueyi heard that her father and brother were going to the general's mansion, how could she miss such a great opportunity to see Zhao Jinzhong?

She used all her charm and cuteness to finally reach the general's mansion.

However, when she arrived at the general's mansion, she heard that Zhao Jinzhong had gone to the Eastern Palace.

Sheng Yueyi, who thought she would be disappointed, was surprised to find Zhao Jinzhong returning near the end of the event.

He kept his head down and remained silent the whole time, but suddenly became lively when he saw Zhao Jinzhong.

Ji Ping was stunned by Sheng Yueyi's transformation.

Ji Ping didn't understand why the eldest daughter of the Sheng family had come along, and why she seemed so sullen.

It wasn't until she saw the smile on her face as she looked at Zhao Jinzhong that Ji Ping realized that this Miss Sheng had come for her son.

"Jinzhong, you're back!" Sheng Yueyi suddenly stepped forward and stopped Zhao Jinzhong, who had just entered the hall, even changing her way of addressing him.

Zhao Jinzhong didn't see Sheng Yueyi at first; he first saw Wulong Hou outside the hall door.

Looking further into the hall, one could see Zhou Ruo sitting on a chair eating fruit.

When he noticed Sheng Yueyi, he only greeted her politely.

After politely greeting Sheng Linfeng and Sheng Aotian, he walked over to Zhou Ruo.

"Brother, would you like some?" Zhou Ruo picked up a fruit from beside her and handed it to Zhao Jinzhong.

Zhao Jinzhong saw that Zhou Ruoxiao was holding a black, hard-skinned object about the size of an egg.

"Ruoruo, is this... a Serpent Spirit Fruit?"

"Yes! It was brought by Sister Yueyi. It's delicious. Brother, you should try some too."

Sheng Yueyi, standing to the side, also cast an expectant glance at Zhao Jinzhong, hoping that he would taste the food she had brought herself.

However, Zhao Jinzhong said to Zhou Ruo with a doting expression, "If you like them, you can have them all."

"Then I won't be polite!" Zhou Ruo's two short legs dangled in front of the chair, swinging happily back and forth.

Sheng Yueyi was somewhat disappointed.

She guessed that Zhao Jinzhong might have mistakenly thought that he had gotten the fruit from Wang Xingtian, and that was why he was unhappy and didn't want to eat it.

So she explained, "These fruits were picked by my brother and me at a pharmacy in western Beijing. They're very fresh. You can try them, Jinzhong."

"Miss Sheng and Mr. Sheng are very kind, but I don't really like eating fruit," Zhao Jinzhong said bluntly.

"So you like...."

Sheng Yueyi wanted to ask Zhao Jinzhong what he liked, but before she could finish speaking, Zhao Jinzhong sat down next to Zhou Ruo.

Perhaps her voice was too soft, because Zhao Jinzhong didn't hear her.

Sheng Yueyi stopped talking and withdrew quietly, but her eyes kept glancing at Zhao Jinzhong while passing over Zhou Ruo.

Ji Ping sat opposite the children and watched Sheng Yueyi's behavior.

She looked at her wooden-like son and sighed softly, wondering when he would finally come to his senses.