The villain prince is three and a half years old

Xiao Yue had a rare moment of free time, so she continued making clothes. Emperor Kangning had given her many kinds of cloth, and she planned to make a set of clothes for Xia Jing using each type.

Rendong was practicing martial arts in the west side hall. Xia Jing couldn't find a ghostwriter, so he captured Yi Qiu.

"Write a letter to Miss Yu?" Yi Qiu was surprised.

"General Yu Fei came back from playing outside and said he saw her." Xia Jing sat on the armchair.

Why did the Saker Falcon, after just a short flight, encounter Yu Meiren? And how did the Saker Falcon recognize Yu Meiren? And what gesture did it use to express Yu Meiren?

Yi Qiu had too many doubts in his mind, and he couldn't find any clues no matter how hard he tried to ask.

"How did you know, young master?" she asked in a general tone.

"General Mei just said it. It rode on General Jade to the imperial mausoleum. General Jade didn't recognize it, but General Mei did." Xia Jing said.

A cat riding an eagle to search for someone at the imperial mausoleum outside the city? Such a story could only be found in children's storybooks. Yi Qiu suddenly realized it must be a children's game.

"What are you going to write, young master?" She spread out the letter paper and decided to play with the boy.

"What do you think, sister?" Xia Jing asked Yi Qiu, wanting to hear her opinion.

Yi Qiu has more memories of beauties than he does.

Yi Qiu rested her chin on one hand, lost in thought. She had just been thinking about Yu Meiren in the yard, and her thoughts continued from that moment on.

She said, "I heard that the imperial mausoleum is very lonely. Those who guard the mausoleum tend to become eccentric. Some even become insane because they can't accept the disparity."

Is it that serious? Xia Jing was shocked. He knew that the imperial mausoleum was very arduous, but he didn't expect it to be that severe.

"Ms. Yu has been a little weird before. She must feel even worse after going to the imperial mausoleum," Yi Qiu added.

Xia Jing looked up, his eyes drifting. He had instructed General Mei to scare Yu Meiren into a trance.

"If the young master wants to write a letter, he can just chat with Lady Yu." Yi Qiu concluded.

Xia Jing thought for a moment and came up with a plan.

It was impossible to chat, that was something only a warm-hearted man would do. He, the Ninth Prince, could be anything except that kind of person.

There is no way, there are too many fish and limited time, and I can’t warm them up.

The warm sunshine on a sunny day is wonderful. When it covers your body, your skin feels warm and itchy, which is very comfortable. The dim sunlight on a rainy day is also good. Although it cannot warm your body, it can illuminate the surroundings. When it rains heavily and the sky and the earth are dark, the occasional flash of lightning in the night sky can be regarded as a kind of comfort.

Xia Jing wants to provide that comfort. This is the most cost-effective type.

……

Yu Meiren woke up from her dream with a start, her eyes were blurry. She raised her hand and her fingers touched her eyeballs. She felt a stinging pain and then she was sure that she had opened her eyes and escaped from the dream.

She dreamed of a strange bird, one foot tall, with gloomy eyes and a beak big enough to hold a hare, like the ghosts in folk legends.

The bird's right foot is raised, and only the left foot is standing.

Standing on her left.

She recalled the layout of the bedroom. To the left of her bed was a small couch where the palace maid slept.

The strange bird stood on the palace maid's body.

She opened her mouth to wake the maid, but the sound reached her throat and was swallowed back.

She closed her eyes and opened them again. The strange bird was gone, but she knew that it would sneak up on her again when she wasn't paying attention.

Maybe she really saw the bird, or maybe it was all her delusion.

The strange bird had been haunting her for three months. It started as a rustling in the still night, then a vague presence in the darkness. It gradually approached, gradually became more apparent, and finally, transformed into the strange bird.

She told herself it was a delusion, but she couldn't stop the fear at all.

She felt like she was going crazy. She regretted coming to the imperial mausoleum. It was too vast and too gloomy. Everything here drove her crazy.

She closed her eyes and recalled the past, thinking of Jingyixuan and its bustling crowds. Earlier, these warm memories had been able to dispel the strange bird, but as time passed, her memories grew hazier, and the dispelling effect became less and less effective. She suspected the strange bird was gnawing at her memories.

She heard the rustling sound again, the sound of the strange bird stepping on the bed, and she smelled a stench that was getting stronger and stronger.

She tried hard to recall, but her mind went blank. The stench was getting closer and closer, and she shrank back, covering her head.

A loud eagle cry pierced the darkness, tore apart the figure of the strange bird, woke up Concubine Yu, and also woke up the palace maid beside her.

The palace maid opened the window, and in the dim morning light, a large blue eagle landed on the windowsill.

It has a heroic figure and eyes as bright as lightning. If the strange bird in the beauty's delusion is the embodiment of the shadow of the earth, then this eagle is the agent of the light of the sky.

The hawk dropped a package and flew away.

After calming the panicked maid, Concubine Yu opened the package. Beneath the navy blue cloth lay a piece of letter paper and an oilcloth bag.

The oilcloth bag was unfolded, a sweet fragrance wafted out, and six pieces of jujube flower cakes appeared in Yu Meiren's eyes.

There were only six crooked words on the letter paper.

"Zaohua O, beg for mercy. —Nine"

The handwriting was so childish that Lady Yu realized it was written by a child. The only person who could have sent her a letter and pastries was the Ninth Prince, who was related to the signature "Nine."

She pinched a piece of jujube flower cake and put it in her mouth, first tasting the saltiness. Wiping the tears from her face, the hesitation and uneasiness in her heart dissipated, and the memories of the past resurfaced in her heart along with the sweetness of the cake.

……

[Piety: 76 → 83]

"...?"

Xia Jing sat in Xiao Yue's arms, looking at the interpersonal interface in front of him in confusion. How come there is another level of piety?

By the way, Xiao Tianzi also changed his piety last time. Can this piety be used as loyalty?

Just as he was thinking about this, a new panel popped up in front of Xia Jing.

[Already have three loyal subordinates, subordinate/power module is enabled]

Including Yu Meiren, Xiao Tianzi and Yi Qiu, three subordinates with loyalty above 80 are gathered, meeting the conditions for activating the function.

This surprised Xia Jing. He originally thought that having three subordinates was too difficult, so he had to go the route of having eight companions with a favorability of 80.

He had even been planning for Madam Huijing, but he didn't expect that things would take a turn for the better. Piety was also a kind of loyalty, and, like Xiao Tianzi, Concubine Yu had turned into piety.

What caused such a big change in Yu Meiren?

Xia Jing was puzzled. Could it be that the situation in the imperial mausoleum and Concubine Yu's condition were worse than he had expected?

Anyway, it’s a good thing. Let’s take a look at the new features first.

[Faction Name: Jingyixuan]

[Leaders: Xiao Yue, Xia Jing]

[Subordinates: Yiqiu, Rendong, Xiaotianzi...]

[Friends: Fuqing Palace, Yonghua Palace, Fangcui Zhai, Yanghexuan, Guanlan Zhai, Beizhen King's Tent, Xiao Family]

[Enemy: Summer Palace, Kunning Palace, Anming Palace]

Influence: 56 (Harem) / 8 (Court)

Chapter 104 Give Me a Grandson to Play With

The faction module has two main functions.

One is the display of the talents and abilities of friendly characters. In the game, with these two items, you can quickly choose your training target.

Another feature is the course schedule function, also known as subordinate training. You can choose a subordinate, give him a course schedule, and he will study according to the schedule in his dreams.

Although my learning speed is the same as usual, it takes me twice as long as others to study in my dreams after studying during the day!

Xia Jing looked at the first item first, clicking on the panels of some friendly characters. There was nothing interesting about them, just boring data.

He focused his attention on the people in Jingyixuan.

The one with the strongest talent is Xiao Yue.

[Talents: Needlework (Second Rank, Lower Rank), Politics (Super Rank)]

Super grade, above the first grade. In the official system, the first grade is basically the limit. Above that is the realm of princes.

If one wants to become a super prince, he basically has to make great contributions by following the emperor when the country is founded.

It can be said that super-quality items are hard to come by in a thousand years. In a fairy-tale game, the elder who tests the spiritual roots would first gasp and shout in astonishment, "Heavenly spiritual roots!", and then he would have to widen his eyes, tremble all over, and add an even louder "Supreme Taoist Body!"

Unfortunately, Xiao Yueguang developed the former talent.

[Abilities: Needlework (Rank 3, Lower), Politics (Rank 8, Upper]]

Talent is the limit of ability under normal circumstances, and ability is the current level.

Honeysuckle has three-grade martial arts talents and a fifth-grade dancing talent, making her a true killer who can kill players by dancing.

Xiao Tianzi's only talent was martial arts, slightly lower than that of Ren Dong, and his rating was third-grade lower. This was mainly due to Xia Jing, whose sweat amber greatly enhanced Xiao Tianzi's talent.

These two people are probably the future backbone of the sect, at the level of core disciples.

As for Yi Qiu, she was barely able to become an inner disciple, but it was because of Xiao Yue and Xia Jing's relationship. She had talents in needlework and military affairs, but one was a lower seventh rank and the other was an upper eighth rank, neither of them was high.

As a promising player in the future, Xia Jing's talent column is left blank.

He looked at the talented ordinary people with envy and raised his hand to click on the course schedule.

Please select your subordinates

He ordered the Odakyu.

Three to four courses can be arranged in one night, as well as rest time. Xia Jing filled the schedule with "martial arts" and adjusted the rest time to 0.

Wasn't I already resting in my dream? Why would I need to rest? If I choose to rest, I can only schedule three classes. What a waste!

Xiao Tianzi is young and it is the time for him to work hard. He should work harder, unlike Xia Jing, who is already at retirement age and can only eat, drink and have fun.

After exploring the new functions, Xia Jing jumped off the chair and ran to Yanghexuan.

Empress Xian asked him to find out about the young lady from the Sun family, so he went to talk to Ning Shouxu first. If Ning Shouxu offered more, he might be willing to make some concessions in some aspects.

Ning Shouxu was not Ning Xuenian. Knowing that he had been tricked by Xia Jing that day, he poked the boy's head hard.

Xia Jing rubbed his head and explained Empress Xian's instructions with a smile.

"Third brother, do you have any instructions? Don't worry about me taking care of things." Xia Jing patted his chest.

Ning Shouxu believed in Xia Jing's ability to do things, but he didn't trust the boy's attitude. After all, he was still a child and acted too casually.

He pulled Xia Jing's ear and said coldly, "Have you ever thought that if I get married and have children, they will be about the same age as you?"

This means that after this prince gives birth to a grandson, the grandson will compete with Xia Jing for political resources.

The emperor's son was indeed more valuable than his grandson, and generally speaking, the throne would be passed to the emperor's son. However, there were precedents for the emperor to pass the throne directly to his grandson, bypassing the emperor's son.

Especially since Xia Jing was only three years old, the age gap between him and the emperor's grandson could not be widened.

Xia Jing patted his chest and said, "That's perfect. I'll take him to the zoo to build a sand castle!"

"Then you'll have to line up. My mother, your mother, and that Consort Yi will all rush to take care of the emperor's grandson!"

Ning Shouxu once again emphasized that the emperor's grandson would take away Xia Jing's status, not only political status, but also emotional status.

Xia Jing muttered that Ning Shouxu always kept half of what he said hidden.

"How can a few old women compete with me? Third brother's children will definitely prefer playing with me!" Xia Jing was very confident.

Ning Shouxu stared at his face with a cold expression, just like when they first met.

After making sure that there was no wavering in the boy's eyes, he sneered, "Don't regret it later."

Xia Jing found it amusing. Ning Shouxu didn't help his own child to deceive him. Instead, he stood in his shoes, treating his own child as an imaginary enemy and conducting strategic deductions.

If that grandson of the emperor was capable, why not give him the Ning Dynasty? If Xia Jing hadn't been afraid of his favored heir turning against him, if he hadn't been afraid that the Ning Dynasty wouldn't survive the Seven Kingdoms War ten years from now, he wouldn't have bothered to fight for the throne, preferring to be a carefree prince.

He walked to the wheelchair and hugged Ning Shouxu: "Third brother, you worry about this and that. Why do you think so much? Hurry up and give me a royal nephew to play with!"

"Nonsense, how come the emperor's grandson has become your toy!" Ning Shouxu couldn't stand Xia Jing's closeness and pushed his wheelchair back.

Power is never a good thing; it alienates people and turns them against each other. Over the years, all Ning Shouxu had heard and experienced was hostility and conflict. Brothers were no longer brothers, but rivals for the throne, and sisters were no longer sisters, but political resources.

"When I was leaving the palace before, I heard someone on the street say that as long as you use your fingers to stroke the soles of a baby's feet from bottom to top, the baby will grab your fingers with its toes. You can also stroke its back with your hand, and the baby will move in the direction you stroke..." Xia Jing talked about the classic way of playing with babies in his previous life.

Ning Shouxu frowned at first, then hesitated. Is it really that fun?

"Third brother, do you know where I can find it? Let's go and try it?" Xia Jing suggested.