Chapter 9 I'll help you fart
Wei Chi Qing Xue's small face turned pale with fright, and her mind flashed back to a certain little beast hugging her thigh like a chicken leg. She shuddered all over, and suddenly saw a certain little cute beast stretching out in front of her. She was startled, trembling with fear, and retreated backward, but possibly because she retreated too quickly, her ankle twisted, and Qing Xue, the little princess, let out a miserable cry as she fell to the ground.
"Waaah!" The little princess, after all still young, burst into loud wailing.
Lan Yu Fu was only seven years old. Seeing the little princess fall to the ground and cry, she stood still in her original place, completely not knowing what to do.
It was Lan Yun who ran over at the fastest speed, with a tense expression no less than that of the two eunuchs and palace maids behind him.
"Snow, where does it hurt? I'll help you blow on it. Mother said that blowing on it will make the pain go away." Lan Yunfei anxiously supported Yu Xi Snow, his anxious eyes fixed on her tear-stained face.
"Need you ask? Of course he's got a sore butt." A voice with a certain milky tone floated through the air.
Lan Yunfei suddenly enlightened, said to the little princess who had cried her heart out: "Qingxue, let me help you wipe your butt."
Xue Xiao Gong Zhu cried out in a burst, picked up a handful of mud from the ground and smeared it on Lan Yun Fei's face: "Stinky rascal."
And then, continue crying...
Lan Yunfei's slightly chubby face, originally pale and tender, was now smeared with mud, looking like he had just crawled out of a sewer. No matter how you looked at him, it was comical. They say that a man has tears but doesn't easily shed them, but now he really wanted to cry! He truly wasn't a despicable rascal, and when he thought about helping her wipe her butt, it absolutely wasn't what she had imagined...
"Qing Xue, I didn't want to blow on your butt, I was just afraid you'd get hurt, so I wanted to blow on your butt." A certain little fatty explained in a flurry.
Zi Ling couldn't help but laugh at this... Is there a difference?
The palace maids and eunuchs twitched at the corners of their mouths. Young master, we beg of you, please don't say that anymore. Your words are simply getting more and more...
"Qingxue, you have to believe me, I'm not a rascal, I just want to help you wipe your butt." Lan Yunfei didn't hear the servants' inner voices, he continued to explain hastily, trying to clear himself of being a rascal.
Not a rogue, but want to help Princess Qingshuo fart? This statement is convincing? I'm afraid even ghosts won't believe it.
Wei Chi Qing Xue grabbed a handful of mud from the ground and stuffed it into Lan Yun Fei's mouth, crying out: "I hate you, stinky rascal."
Then, an even louder wail echoed through the sky……
A certain little beast covered its wolf-like mouth with both paws, giggling secretly. Its two ears shook rapidly from side to side. The master is so wicked! He actually instigated that little brat to blow farts at the little friend's butt... Haha! The potato (person) died laughing...
Zi Ling's mouth curved into a very shallow arc, her clear black eyes gradually deepened. Potatoes were her indispensable friends and comrades in life, who would dare to bully potatoes? She wouldn't let this arrogant little princess get off scot-free, would she?
However, this little fatty actually helped her a lot. With him blocking in front, she only needed to be an audience for the rest of the show.
Poor Lan Yunfei, until now he still doesn't know that he has replaced Zi Ling as a scapegoat.
The earth-shaking crying of Princess Qīng Xuě startled several imperial concubines who were admiring flowers in the Imperial Garden. Wén Shū Guì Fēi recognized the cry and listened carefully, which frightened her terribly - wasn't this the cry of her little treasure, Qīng Xuě?
Although Wen Shu was born as a small princess, she was not spoiled less than the other noble sons of the emperor. Moreover, the emperor's favoritism towards Princess Qingxue far exceeded that of his other daughters, and he indulged her in every way, showing that Princess Qingxue held a significant position within the palace.
Wen Shu Gui Fei rushed over, saw Qing Xue Xiao Gong Zhu sitting on the ground crying, and her heart ached as she hugged Qing Xue into her arms. Her eyes turned cold, and she scolded: "You group of dog slaves, how did you take care of the young princess?"
The palace maids and eunuchs all knelt on the ground, their faces covered in cold sweat, their hearts trembling with fear.
"What's going on? Who made the little princess cry?"
"Empress Dowager is helping the young prince blow on the little princess's butt, that's why..." The small eunuch said with a red face.
The expression on Wen Shu's face changed strangely, suppressing the anger in her heart, and said calmly: "This palace thought it was a big deal, but it turned out that the young master and the little princess were just playing around. Yun Fei, you still haven't come to coax Xue Mei."
Consort Wen gave Yun Fei a look, and Yun Fei, being a clever child, immediately went along with Consort Wen's words. She said to Qingxue, who was still crying: "Qingxue, I was just playing with you earlier. If you're angry, hit me to vent your anger. I promise not to cry."
"Haha! You child, really naive." Shu Fei said with a smile.
Zi Ling stood in the most inconspicuous place, watching all of this with her eyes, and secretly thought to herself: Shu Fei was clearly angry at Xiao Pangzi's behavior, but she skillfully smoothed things over. It can be seen that speaking out in anger is not something one can do freely in this deep palace. Everyone has their own considerations and worries. Even the high-and-mighty Gui Fei is like this, so what about her, a small and insignificant little milk doll? Shouldn't she be even more careful and cautious?
Little demon king, what purpose are you trying to achieve by making me experience and feel all these things?
Digression
Note: The first two chapters have been revised...
