Chapter 9: Chapter 6: Am I Blind?

The auntie’s way of persuading people was remarkable—simple and powerful, striking at the heart of the matter. In less than a second, the person was talked into leaving.

Shen Jingxian was greatly surprised.

Duan Shaoguang was even more astonished, expressing a desire to learn the art of language from the auntie. Before he could delve deeper into the discussion, the auntie used her ancestral art of speech, reminding Duan Shaoguang of his original intention.

He must go to the Imperial College.

“Your Highness, Ah Yuan, let’s go.”

Shen Jingxian rolled her eyes. The female protagonist had already ventured out for a stroll and returned without him noticing her absence.

Duan Shaoguang, she’s your favorite student, isn’t she?

Sure enough, men are unreliable.

Shen Jingxian sighed inexplicably and took out the Dragon Beard Sugar from her sleeve, taking a bite. Not bad.

Seeing Song Yan looking over, Shen Jingxian generously handed her a piece, but Song Yan didn’t appreciate it and looked away.

Tsk.

It doesn’t matter. As long as I’m not embarrassed, the awkwardness belongs to others.

Shen Jingxian naturally passed the Dragon Beard Sugar in her hand to Duan Shaoguang, who was delighted. He felt that the Princess indeed still valued him as her teacher!

Song Yan watched Duan Shaoguang nibble at the Dragon Beard Sugar Shen Jingxian had given him with an expression of cherishing it, completely losing the gentlemanly demeanor he had outside. It left her with a feeling she couldn’t quite put into words.

Shen Jingxian… Whether in her past life or this one, she was someone who stood at the pinnacle from birth. It seemed everyone liked her.

To contend with someone like her, one must plan carefully and be extremely cautious. In any case, now is not the time to clash with Shen Jingxian.

As for Wen Ranchen, who helped her in her past life, she had just repaid that debt.

Imperial College

Wen Ranchen felt today was very strange. First, his Concubine’s inexplicable care for him in the morning, and then a little girl suddenly telling him he would be in danger today.

Wen Ranchen didn’t understand what danger could be awaiting him. The greatest danger he’d encountered in the Imperial College was falling into Xuanxin Lake.

While thinking about this, Wen Ranchen placed the book he had just borrowed onto the table. He was puzzled as to why, after just a short trip out, all his peers had disappeared?

In the next instant, he realized something was wrong. Before he could move, his neck was constrained, and a low and aged voice spoke from behind him, “Don’t move. I’m just here to take your eyes. If you make too much noise, I’ll have no choice but to kill you.”

Wen Ranchen’s heart sank. So this was the danger—it was indeed real.

Wen Ranchen was the legitimate son of the General Mansion. He bore the burden of inheriting the General Mansion. To meet his parents’ expectations, he had learned horse archery from a young age and was well-versed in human body weaknesses and various ways to escape constraints.

Even though he was only 9 years old, his physical and mental qualities were already far superior to many adults.

This wasn’t the first time Wen Ranchen faced such a situation. The National Guardian General Mansion held military power and was only loyal to the Emperor, enjoying the Emperor’s deep trust. Inheriting the General Mansion was akin to inheriting power, second only to the Emperor.

But the General Mansion didn’t have just one child, and their archenemies didn’t want the General Mansion to have a powerful heir.

Wen Ranchen had thus become a child standing on the edge of a cliff, surrounded by people eager to push him to ruin.

He lowered his eyes, feigning fear, while contemplating how to extract useful information to identify the person behind this.

He trembled as he asked, “Did the Second Concubine send you?”

Wen Ranchen carefully felt the breath of the person behind him, but to his disappointment, the person’s breathing rhythm didn’t change after his words, showing no signs of being swayed by what he said.

It seemed it wasn’t the Second Concubine.

The person didn’t answer, but Wen Ranchen sensed the danger getting closer. He quietly grasped the dagger hidden in his sleeve, ready to find the right moment to escape.

At that moment, a cute and soft voice suddenly sounded from the doorway, “I don’t want to attend school. This Princess wants to become a nun! I hate the teacher!! Waaah…”

“Your Highness, don’t hate the teacher…”

Shen Jingxian had been fake-crying, the kind of crying to cause trouble without a reason. However, little did she know, there were no real tears in the world, but after crying too long, real tears flowed.

Now, tears were streaming down her face uncontrollably, seriously affecting her vision.

Through her blurred vision, Shen Jingxian vaguely saw a doorway and planned to go in and find a place to sit and wipe her tears.

Walking inside, she faintly saw two people hugging each other. She didn’t pay much attention, extending her little hand to wave at them, saying in a hiccupping baby voice, “Excuse me… hic… make way… hic.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Jingxian felt a pair of warm hands gently wiping her tears.

However, these hands were heavily calloused, and her tender skin felt some pain despite the gentleness of the other party.

But someone who wipes her tears shouldn’t be a bad person; perhaps he’s like Mr. Duan, just looking scary. Thinking of this, Shen Jingxian rubbed her face against those big hands to show her gratitude.

“Thank you… hic.”

Wen Ranchen watched with wide eyes. He couldn’t understand why the fierce man who threatened his life earlier suddenly lost his murderous intent and went to wipe the tears of a little girl instead.

Although this little girl was indeed adorable.

More beautiful than anyone he had ever seen.

Wen Ranchen was momentarily distracted by Shen Jingxian’s cuteness, but he quickly regained his senses and attacked the man with the terrifying scar on his head with the dagger in his hand.

But after all, Wen Ranchen was too young and inexperienced, and the scarred man easily blocked him. Just as he was about to be captured, the adorable little girl spoke again.

“Why is it so dark? I can’t see you guys anymore.”

In the next moment, cries resounded.

“Protect the Princess!!”

“Assassin!”

“Quickly, escort the Princess back to the palace!!”

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