Sparring

"You little rascal, you're really causing trouble..."

"Fei is the bride? How interesting..."

As Ye Lang spoke, people often sighed and smiled, feeling that Ye Lang had lived a very interesting life, having been to all sorts of places.

After everyone's discussion, the matter of Ye Lang's affairs in the Aila Empire came to an end. However, at this point, there was still a rather important question that Ye Lang needed to address.

That is—

"Why did you bring this Little Princess with you? What's wrong with her?"

That's right, no one knows what illness Little Princess Ella has or why she's following Ye Lang like this.

"What illness does she have? Explaining that is a bit complicated. How about I ask you all a question: how old do you think she is?" Ye Lang frowned slightly. He felt that this question was a bit complicated to explain, so he simply asked everyone this question.

"Seven or eight years old, I guess."

"At most eight years old!"

Soon, everyone gave their answers, and none of them were older than ten years old; most were seven or eight.

Ye Lang smiled and shook his head.

"Ye Lang, do you mean she's not this age? Is she only five or six? She's grown up too fast?" The Seventh Princess knew from Ye Lang's expression that everyone had guessed wrong.

Ye Lang shook his head and said, "No! On the contrary, she didn't grow too fast, but stopped growing. She's already fifteen years old this year, and will be sixteen in a few months."

"What?!"

"How is that possible?"

Are you kidding me?

Immediately, everyone gasped in surprise, including the Empress Dowager, who stared at the Little Princess with a hint of disbelief. No one could believe that the Little Princess was already fifteen years old.

"That's her illness, the Agelessness Disease!" Ye Lang replied.

"What kind of illness is this? Why is it so strange?" The Seventh Princess squatted down and looked closely at the Little Princess. After seeing this, the Little Princess hid behind Ye Lang peeked out from his waist.

"She's fifteen years old, how come she acts like a little child, and a timid one at that?" Ye Lanyu asked.

"It's a personality issue; it's hard to explain, and there's no way to explain it! Alright, is everything alright? I'm going back to my room to sleep a little longer. Wake me up when it's time to eat." Ye Lang was too lazy to explain further and got up to leave.

Chapter Five: Sparring

"Still sleeping? Are you very tired? Also, do you even know where your room is?"

"Of course I know, it's not like this is my first time here..."

As Ye Lang spoke, he led the Little Princess away, not staying to continue talking with the Empress Dowager and the others. He didn't care about anything else; if they wanted to rest, they could.

Cold-Blooded Fifth and then followed Ye Lang away.

"Grandma, we're leaving now!" Ye Lanyu pulled the Seventh Princess along and ran off. It was impossible for her to keep the Empress Dowager and the others company while also missing the chance to spend time with Ye Lang.

"Grandmother, Aunt and Uncle, please continue your conversation. I'm going to arrange my younger brother's accommodations." Princess Longji quickly found an excuse for herself, and without receiving a response from the Empress Dowager and the others, she simply ran off.

"Why did you all follow me? It's alright, I know the way."

Upon seeing Ye Lanyu Ye Lang the others following him, Ye Lang immediately spoke.

"I just want to be with you, is that not allowed?" Ye Lanyu smiled gently.

"Sure!" Ye Lang replied immediately.

Although Ye Lanyu was smiling so gently, Ye Lang Ye Lanyu could sense her mood. If he didn't agree, he would be in deep trouble.

These twenty years of getting along haven't been in vain; Ye Lang knows his sister better than anyone else.

The day passed amidst much noise and commotion, at least on Ye Lang's side. On the Empress Dowager and Long Anqi's side, things were much quieter.

That's why, halfway through, even Ye Chengtian secretly ran away to chat with his precious son.

The father and son hadn't seen each other for so long, and they still had a lot to talk about. This made the girls next to them wisely shut up and listen. They didn't dare to offend Ye Chengtian, and they also knew that this time had to be given.

In the evening, after father-son time, comes mother-son time, which also cannot be omitted.

The next morning, Ye Lang got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and then sat in the courtyard to watch a show—no, to watch others practice martial arts.

This person was very, very small, almost like a small child...

"Hey, isn't that the Little Princess? Is she practicing swordsmanship?"

Princess Longji also got up very early. When she saw the little girl in the courtyard, she couldn't help but feel a Little Princess strange. At the same time, she seemed to realize that the Little Princess's swordsmanship was quite remarkable.

"Yes, I don't know what's wrong with her, but she's taken a liking to swordsmanship. However, it's good for her health and might even help her grow up," Ye Lang replied, nodding.

"Actually, I envy her. If she hadn't grown so much, she wouldn't have had so many troubles," Princess Longji said softly.

"Everyone envies others, but no one can truly understand their pain. If she lives like this her whole life and has someone to take care of her, she can live a carefree life. But how can she experience the wonders of life like that?" Ye Lang said profoundly, something he occasionally did.

"The splendor of life, perhaps, is something that should be pursued—whether it should be lived a life of excitement or one of peace and stability. No one can say for sure; everyone has their own answer." Princess Longji, mimicking Ye Lang, adopted a profound tone.

"If I had to choose, I would of course choose a peaceful and stable life. However, I don't want to stay a child forever. There are too many things that children can't do," Ye Lang replied casually.

"What can't we do?" Princess Longji asked casually.

"There are many things to say about this, for example, between men and women..."

"Stop! You little rascal, I never knew you were so wicked, I really underestimated you!"

"What do you mean by 'so bad'? I'm just stating the facts..."

"Stop talking!"

"Fine, don't say it then. Isn't it said that love is what women love to talk about the most? Why are you so disgusted by it and even say it's bad? No wonder you're still not married!"

"..."

Princess Longji fell silent. She hadn't expected Ye Lang to say this. But putting things that can only be done when you're grown up with relationships between men and women, everyone would think of that.

"Ahem, her swordsmanship is quite good, but I've never seen such swordsmanship before. What kind of swordsmanship is it, and who taught her?" Princess Longji began to change the subject. Although she was somewhat curious about the Little Princess's swordsmanship, she wasn't going to go to the point of inquiring. This was merely a way for her to change the subject.

"My swordsmanship Dugu Nine Swords," Ye Lang replied casually.

"What?! Your swordsmanship? You know swordsmanship?"