Quick Transmigration: The Foolish Beauty Saves the World

Chapter 138 The Useless Prince's Power Seizure (16)

Yu An was hung up, but he managed to hold on until noon.

Although it was only early summer, the midday sun was no joke. Even with the shade of the trees, Yu'an, who hadn't had any water all day, couldn't withstand it.

Gradually, he felt that he had lost all feeling in his limbs, and he saw stars in front of his eyes.

"The Third Prince has arrived."

The young eunuch's singing sounded like it came from another world to Yu An.

"Three princes..."

Before losing consciousness, he savored the title and actually felt a slight pleasure.

At that moment, he did not understand that the source of this pleasure was something he was relying on.

Jingli couldn't stay in the palace servants' quarters for too long, and by the time Yu An woke up, he had already returned.

Yu An straightened up and found a new set of palace clothes, some easily digestible snacks, and a bowl of thin porridge on her bedside table.

There was a folded piece of paper under the bowl of porridge.

"Have some porridge first, then some snacks. I didn't know what kind you liked, so I brought you some of everything. Also, those people won't dare bully you anymore—fish."

Next to the fish, there was also a little chubby fish drawn.

After Yu An finished reading it, the paper spontaneously combusted and turned to ash. Yu An didn't know the principle behind it, but the fire didn't burn him; instead, it made him feel somewhat comfortable.

He slowly sat up, feeling that his wounds had been simply treated.

And where he was was no longer the large communal room, but a small, separate room.

The remaining clutter in the corner indicated the previous purpose of this small room. Yu An looked at the sky outside; it wasn't dark yet. He thought that only that young prince had such great power to prepare a separate room for him in such a short time.

The house wasn't big, but at least it gave Yu An a private space for the time being, which was really a blessing.

After finishing the porridge and regaining some strength, Yu An walked out of the small house. The old tree was right in front of the storage shed.

The boys who bullied Yu An were tied up one by one and hung on the old tree like ginseng fruits, swaying gently in unison.

When they saw Yu An come out, they all looked terrified, but unfortunately, their mouths were stuffed with rags, so they could only sob softly.

Yu An couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

"Your Highness is still kind-hearted."

He still couldn't figure out what the young prince was thinking, but that didn't stop him from being touched for a moment by what the other party had done.

Yu An was able to eat dinner smoothly tonight.

The food served by the palace servants was naturally not as good as the snacks the young prince gave him, but being able to eat something hot was a delicacy compared to the leftovers piled up by the servants.

That night, Yu An lay on the clean mattress, looking at the roof beams above her head, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

During the day, he felt hatred towards the young prince, but by nightfall, he felt a sense of gratitude towards him.

But, no.

The two of them, one surnamed Jing and the other surnamed Yu.

Having these two surnames destined their fates to be intertwined, even if they were to become entangled, they would end up facing each other with knives.

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On the other side, as soon as Jingli returned to the palace, Jingjing came up to her.

"Your Highness, please forgive my bluntness, but your actions today were somewhat inappropriate."

Although Jingjing is a senior palace maid, her status is not entirely the same as that of a servant. Langyue summoned her to the palace to accompany Jingli. In addition to taking care of Jingli and cultivating feelings for her, she also wanted to use her intelligence and composure to subtly influence Jingli.

Jingli looked up at the girl in front of him.

Jingjing didn't show any timidity. Her speaking style was somewhat like Kongming from the previous world, soft and gentle.

“Jingjing knows that Your Highness is concerned about Xiao An, and that concern can cloud judgment. However, Your Highness has made a name for him today. Those people below won't do anything to Xiao An openly, but what about in private? What about in the future?”

She paused for a moment: "Although servants have no power, does Your Highness know how many servants there are in this palace?"

Jingli remained silent, pondering what Jingjing had said.

"The palace is mostly filled with servants, not nobles. Xiao An has risen from the ranks of servants thanks to His Highness's favor, which is like a sparrow flying to the top of a branch. There are many who are envious of him, but once he leaves the ranks of servants, besides His Highness, who else can protect Xiao An? Your Highness, you must understand the principle of 'three men make a tiger.'"

She didn't say it explicitly, but Jingli understood.

He and Yu An are different in status after all. It was his own idea to help Yu An stand out today, but Lang Yue's attitude is still unclear.

He now has a reputation for being arrogant. He knows that his relationship with Yu An is purely platonic, but what about the others?

The more he helps Yu An now, the more delicate Yu An's situation will become.

Jingli was secretly alarmed.

He hadn't experienced these things before, and 6058's abilities were limited in this world. Without this layer of surveillance, it's normal that Jingli wouldn't think of these things.

Jingli frowned, unable to think of a good solution for the moment.

He sighed and sincerely said to Jingjing, "Thank you, Sister Jingjing."

Jingjing was terrified and quickly knelt down: "Your Highness, please don't be so harsh on Jingjing."

Jingli was used to people in this world kneeling at the drop of a hat. He reached out to help Jingjing up: "From now on, I will have to trouble you to take good care of Xiao An for me. It will just be the two of us from now on, so you can relax a bit and don't have to be so reserved."

This woman is intelligent, courageous, and knows how to conduct herself appropriately; she is a capable person.

Moreover, she was personally chosen by Langyue, and Jingli did not believe that her birth mother in this world would harm her.

Looking at the still-childish boy in front of her, Jingjing smiled shyly: "Jingjing will do her best to help Your Highness."

Rumors were circulating that the Third Prince was eccentric, violent, and unpredictable, but after spending the last two days with him, Jingjing's opinion had changed.

This third prince is a promising talent.

“Jingjing will keep an eye on Xiao An’s matter. Your Highness should first think about how to explain things to Her Majesty today.” She straightened up again and said earnestly, “Your Highness can talk to Her Majesty about anything. Her Majesty is your birth mother and would never harm you.”

"I saved it."

Even if Jingjing didn't say anything, Jingli was still going to find Langyue.

He is still only an eight-year-old child and has limited exposure to palace affairs, so he needs to know Langyue's thoughts.

When Lang Yue returned, she saw Jing Li kneeling in the center of the courtyard.

Lang Yue had her own channels to find out about the news from the palace servants. She originally planned to come back and scold the little guy, but unexpectedly, the little guy had also learned the trick of carrying thorns to apologize.

The palace was so luxurious that even the courtyards were paved with smooth stone slabs. Because of this, kneeling on them was much more unbearable than kneeling on mud.

The Third Prince, who was used to being pampered, knelt for an hour straight, refusing to let the eunuch hold an umbrella or fan him, and there wasn't even a soft cushion under his knees.

Coupled with his horribly swollen little face, Lang Yue's already little anger was completely wiped away by heartache. She had someone help Jing Li up and reached out to pick him up.

The eight-year-old child has grown taller recently, and is no longer as light as when he was a little dumpling.

"Little Li'er, what tricks are you up to now?"

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【small theater】

Yu Yuanyuan: He's actually a pretty good person... No, no! We can't do this! We're destined to be mortal enemies!

Little Fish: (Eyes welling up with tears.jpg)

Yu Yuanyuan: Actually—a love-hate relationship... isn't necessarily a bad thing. (Serious face)