The villain prince is three and a half years old

Xue Zhixi looked at her second brother who was doing odd jobs with her, her mind full of doubts.

Isn't my second brother close to some important people? How come he has such little backbone?

She breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, it was a good thing that there was no conflict.

The brother and sister got the hang of it and worked much faster. The handmade soap making work was completed quickly and all that was left was to wait.

Xue Zhixi glanced in Xia Jing's direction, and seeing that the boy wasn't paying attention, she asked quietly, "Second brother, do you know?"

Xue Zhixi thought about it and decided that the only possibility that could bring her conceited second brother to his knees was that he knew the boy's true identity.

However, according to the second brother's moral level, he should be particularly disgusted with illegitimate children. Even if they are illegitimate children of the royal family, he should not be so flattering.

"Know what?" Xue Zhaoju was startled.

The Ninth Prince had repeatedly urged yesterday to keep the matter of his companion a secret. He hadn't known the reason before, but he found out today. If even he only found out today, how did his sister know?

Xue Zhixi whispered, "The Ninth Young Master is the Third Prince's child."

Xue Zhaoju's legs trembled, his body tilted, and he fell to the ground. He looked at his sister in shock: "Huh?"

Chapter 119 The hardworking Ninth Prince fell!

"Nonsense!" Xue Zhaoju stood up and scolded his sister in a low voice.

He wanted to explain, but he couldn't tell the truth. The news that the Ninth Prince had sneaked out of the palace must not be spread. If that happened, not only would the Ninth Prince be punished, but the Xue family would also be held accountable.

"The Ninth Young Master and the Third Prince don't have this kind of relationship. Don't talk nonsense, otherwise I will tell the old lady!" Xue Zhaoju stared into his sister's eyes.

Xue Zhixi shrank her neck. In the past, her second brother was always gentle with his family. This was the first time she had seen him so serious.

This shows how much importance my second brother attaches to this issue.

However, my second brother, who attached so much importance to this issue, did not give any real explanation.

Xue Zhixi wasn't sure whether this was a denial or a cover of her mouth to stop him from speaking.

Xue Zhaoju hesitated to speak. After hearing this shocking "secret", he was very nervous.

He went to Xia Jing, asked the boy for instructions, then waved his hand and asked Xue Zhixi to go home first.

The girl lifted her skirt, stepped over the equipment on the ground, and ran out of the yard.

After a moment, she stepped back.

Xue Zhenzhen and her maid were squatting outside.

Xia Jing laughed and asked Xiao Tianzi to take Xue Zhixi home.

The girl bowed to him gratefully.

In the courtyard, only Xia Jing and Xue Zhaoju were left. Xue Zhaoju closed the courtyard door, sent away the maidservants, and knelt at Xia Jing's feet.

"Ninth Prince, please forgive me!"

Xia Jing walked over to the handmade soap, took a look, raised his hand, and asked Xue Zhaoju to stand up.

"Did Ning Chengrui give you a hard time?" He covered the unsolidified soap liquid with a cloth.

Xue Zhaoju was shocked that the Ninth Prince, who was outside the palace, could actually know what had just happened in the palace.

He took over the work from Xia Jing and replied, "He just said a few harsh words to me."

Judging from the results, the Eighth Prince was indeed just being cruel to him, but in the process, Xue Zhaoju noticed that the Eighth Prince was ready to take action more than once.

In the end, he endured it because of the Ninth Prince's majesty.

Although the Eighth Prince's biological mother has passed away, his adoptive mother's status is not bad either. Overall, she is no worse than the Ninth Prince and is older than the Ninth Prince, yet she is so afraid of the Ninth Prince.

Xue Zhaoju felt even more awe for the Ninth Prince.

"I'll go find him tomorrow." Xia Jing thought to himself, Ning Chengrui is a guy who deserves to be punished.

He knew Ning Chengrui was looking for trouble, not only because he knew Ning Chengrui's character, but also because Xue Zhaoju imitated Ning Chengrui very well when he entered the yard. If he hadn't seen Ning Chengrui's arrogant look, Xue Zhaoju would definitely not be able to imitate him so well.

After revealing this matter, Xia Jing continued to ask: "What did your sister say to you just now?"

After Xue Zhixi said that, Xue Zhaoju was so scared that he fell to the ground. With such a big commotion, it was certainly possible that the Ninth Prince would not have missed it.

Xue Zhaoju was just hesitating when the gate of the courtyard rang. He went to open the door and was startled again.

The ones who came in were Ning Shouxu and Nanny Yuan.

Xue Zhaoju saluted Ning Shouxu, and Nanny Yuan saluted Xia Jing.

The third figure walked out from behind Nanny Yuan. It was Sun Jingzhu.

Empress Xian was really good at this. She actually let Ning Shouxu and Sun Jingzhu out to enjoy some time alone.

"Greetings, Ninth Prince." Sun Jingzhu saluted Xia Jing.

As they entered the courtyard, Ning Shouxu's eyes lit up when he saw the equipment on the ground. Upon learning that it was a prop for making soap, he pushed his wheelchair away in disappointment. The so-called soap was an ancient, low-end soap that was relatively expensive.

"What's there to do?"

Ning Shouxu tossed his sleeves, disapproving of Xia Jing's "distraction." Making more innovative toys was the right path; he was almost tired of that Rubik's Cube. There was nothing he could do; the Rubik's Cube was simply too difficult. If it hadn't been a single color on every face when he got it, he'd have suspected it was originally a multicolored cube.

Xia Jing was dissatisfied. Although handmade soap was not an interesting thing, he could not allow Ning Shouxu to look down on it like that.

Xia Jing replied, "Originally, we were planning to divide it equally among the palaces. But since Third Brother said so, we don't want Yanghexuan anymore."

"Am I still missing this thing?" Ning Shouxu shook his head.

Even if Xia Jing's soap was really good and effective, it wouldn't affect him. It was just something for bathing and washing clothes.

"Sister Sun's portion will be sent to Fuqing Palace when the time comes." Xia Jing said to Sun Jingzhu.

"Thank you, Ninth Prince." Sun Jingzhu said with a smile.

Ning Shouxu glanced at Xia Jing. His biological mother, Concubine Xian, was only polite to Sun Jingzhu on the surface, but the boy was different. She even gave Sun Jingzhu a special portion when she gave him something.

"Third Prince, it's windy outside, please come in first."

Xiao Tianzi had not returned yet, so Xue Zhaoju could only act as a servant, serving tea and water and asking everyone to sit down.

Xia Jing drank tea and stole a glance at Ning Shouxu and Sun Jingzhu. He was disappointed not to see any intimacy between them. He wondered when he would be able to see this couple again.

He thought of the question just now and looked at Xue Zhaoju: "What did your sister say before?"

This question has not been answered yet.

Xue Zhaoju looked at Xia Jing and then at Ning Shouxu, feeling very hesitant.

"My third brother can't listen?" Xia Jing asked.

This isn't a matter of listening or not, this...

Xue Zhaoju leaned over and explained in Xia Jing's ear.

Xia Jing didn't expect that the girl had such a strong imagination, but when she thought about yesterday, her brother mistook the upper study for the chicken-cutting room. The brother and sister really had the same roots.

"I thought it was something private. Say it again loudly." Xia Jing had a bad taste in his mouth.

Xue Zhaoju blushed and repeated his sister's words.

Ning Shouxu was sipping tea when he gasped, choked on the water, and began coughing non-stop. Nanny Yuan tried to suppress the corners of her mouth, wanting to step forward and pat the Third Prince on the back, but she raised her hand and then lowered it. Concubine Xian told her to give them both more chances.

Sun Jingzhu covered her mouth and stepped forward to pat Ning Shouxu's back.

"This girl is really smart." Ning Shouxu wiped his lips with a handkerchief and praised.

Xue Zhaoju's already red face turned even redder with embarrassment.

"That's nothing. Little Juzi was just 'smart' yesterday!" Xia Jing talked about the joke Xue Zhaoju made.

The room was filled with a joyful atmosphere, and everyone was laughing heartily, except Xue Zhaoju, whose face was flushed red and he wished he could crawl into the barrel outside.

Xiao Tianzi walked into the room laughing, confused.

It was already dark, Xia Jing and Xiao Tianzi rushed to the harem, and Ning Shouxu did not stop and followed them back.

Before leaving, Xia Jing did not forget to remind Xue Zhaoju to take good care of the things in his yard.

If you leave it like this for two or three days, the handmade soap will be finished, and then you can plan how to send it.

Something seems wrong. Xia Jing sat in the carriage and pondered. Originally, I thought I was going to make it and sell it in my own grocery store?

No, this project has to be outsourced. The Ninth Prince’s time is precious, and what he does is not enough to cover the share in the palace.

After returning to the harem, he went to the laundry department.

"Mammy, I'll give you something wonderful in a few days." Sitting in Huijing's arms, Xia Jing stuffed his mouth with pastries.

"Anything given by the Ninth Prince is excellent." Huijing combed his messy hair.

Xia Jing thought that Huijing was the only one who could actually use this batch of handmade soaps.

Handmade soap isn't for washing clothes, but for washing the body, leaving it smooth, tender, and fragrant. In the past, bathing with soap or shower gel was an important part of flirting, let alone in ancient times.

The problem is that Emperor Kangning has not been close to women for more than two years in order to maintain his health. The concubines in the palace have no use after washing. Sun Jingzhu and Ning Shouxu are not close to each other at all, and there is no need for them.

With this in mind, wouldn't it be a waste if it were only used on Huijing? Although Xu Zhongde didn't have spiritual roots, he was still a man after all.

"How does the Ninth Prince feel about being in the upper study?"

Huijing fed the Ninth Prince and did not forget to care about his studies.

Xia Jing talked about how hard it was to go to school yesterday.

Hui Jing fed him tea with a distressed look on her face: "The Ninth Prince is worth a fortune, why does he have to work so hard like those poor scholars?"

"Ma'am, you may not know that the path to the mountain of books is through diligence, and the boat to the boundless sea of ​​learning requires hard work." Xia Jing is full of righteousness.

"The Ninth Prince is really studious." Huijing sighed.

……

The studious Ninth Prince couldn't get up in the morning.

"Young master, if you don't get up now, you will miss the morning class!" Yi Qiu pushed the boy on the bed.

The Ninth Prince said nothing and just slept.

"I already took a leave yesterday, I can't not go today!" Yi Qiu put his ear close to the boy's ear, trying to interrupt his sleep with noise.

The ninth prince pulled up the quilt and covered his head with it, ignoring the turtle's chanting.

"The master said that you have to get up today even if you don't want to!" Yi Qiu lifted the quilt with force and exclaimed.

There was nothing under the quilt, and there was no sign of the Ninth Prince at all.

Turning his head, he saw the Ninth Prince had been thrown to the end of the bed along with the quilt. He turned over, wrapped himself tightly, and continued to sleep.

Yi Qiu was at a loss and turned to look at Xiao Yue.

Xiao Yue gently pushed Xia Jing: "Get up and go to school."

"I'm sick." Xia Jing turned over and rolled into the bed, avoiding Xiao Yue's palm.

"Young master, what's wrong with you?" Yi Qiu interrupted.

"Yes, it's a disease that makes me unable to leave the bed."

Xiao Yue laughed dumbly and shook her head: "Forget it, let him sleep."

"What did the study say?" Yi Qiu worried.

"Wait until you wake up." Xiao Yue replied.

She had asked Empress Xian for advice. Although the study seemed strict and didn't even allow holidays, it was almost impossible for concubines to ask for leave from the princes. Especially for the younger princes, the emperor would turn a blind eye.

She left the room, leaving Yi Qiu alone to guard the house.

At noon, the Ninth Prince finally got out of bed.

Yi Qiu helped him wash and dress, Xiao Yue fed him breakfast, and Xiao Tianzi and his group carried the sedan chair and sent the Ninth Prince to the upper study.

When he reached the door of the study, Xia Jing woke up and felt a little panicked.

The fear of school and teachers is engraved in the soul of every modern student. Even if one becomes a prince in ancient times, some trace of it will still remain.

Xia Jing looked through the window at the situation in the room.

Chapter 120 Who is the extra prince!