Song Jinshi pricked up his ears. Who was talking? Just who was talking? But there was no one else beside him, only Ye Tangtang.
Could she be the one talking?
Lu Wuyou heard it too, and his gaze locked straight onto Ye Tangtang.
Both of them stood still, ears pricked, listening to find out how miserable their ends would be.
[Song Jinshi got bitten by a dog for the Third Princess, and in the end, he caught rabies and bit everyone he saw. Hahahaha! He started out as a lapdog and ended up an actual dog. I'm dying of laughter.]
Song Jinshi's expression stiffened. What!
He caught rabies!
How could the proud second son of the Song family accept such an outcome? He felt as though a bucket of cold water had been poured over his heart.
[Lu Wuyou didn't fare much better. He climbed a wall for the Third Princess...]
[And then... Hahahaha...]
Lu Wuyou's expression shifted slightly. He kept his ears pricked and listened intently. What happened then? Hurry up and tell me!
[Then Lu Wuyou broke his legs in the fall and could only sit in a wheelchair, paralyzed. And the Third Princess even despised him for his broken legs. Within days, she dumped him and found herself several more pretty boys.]
Lu Wuyou clenched both fists, his face turning pale. How could that be? How could he end up crippled?
Lu Wuyou was Chief Grand Secretary Lu's third legitimate grandson, a favored son of heaven since childhood. How could he accept such an outcome?
Hearing that Lu Wuyou's fate was just as miserable, Song Jinshi felt relieved. So Lu Wuyou wasn't any better off-he ended up paralyzed.
Lu Wuyou also breathed a sigh of relief. Song Jinshi wasn't much better off than him either. He ended up with rabies, biting everyone he saw. Didn't that make him a mad dog?
[Hahahaha, and then...]
There was more!
What happened then!
Lu Wuyou and Song Jinshi anxiously stepped closer, frightening Ye Tangtang into hurriedly backing away.
[What are these two doing? They're not going to hit me, are they!!]
Ye Tangtang closed her eyes, thinking the two of them were about to hit her. Instead, they ushered her inside with friendly smiles.
Ye Tangtang: "...?"
So they weren't going to hit her.
Lu Wuyou said softly, "I heard you're the Ninth Princess His Majesty just conferred a title on. You're still so young, and you've been living in the Cold Palace all this time. You must have suffered. Now that you're at the Royal Academy, we older brothers will take care of you."
Song Jinshi immediately nodded. "Yes, yes! We were just coming to welcome you."
Ye Tangtang: "!!"
They were so welcoming.
[Did I get it wrong? Looks like everyone loves me, flowers bloom when they see me, and cars blow their tires at the sight of me. Everyone who sees me likes me. Why am I so popular?]
[Sigh, it can't be helped.]
Lu Wuyou: "..."
Song Jinshi: "..."
Fine, whatever you say.
And then?? Why did you stop!!
They both waited for Ye Tangtang to continue, but even after a long wait, nothing came.
"You must be the new Ninth Princess. I'm your teacher."
The newcomer wore blue-green robes and carried himself with dignified elegance. His skin was fair, his features delicate and gentle, yet a trace of aloofness lingered in his eyes.
Ye Tangtang looked at the teacher before her and nearly drooled. Wasn't he way too handsome?
Yun Qi was the most handsome grand tutor in the entire capital. Only in his twenties, he was known as a walking encyclopedia.
[Grand Tutor Yun is so handsome! He's so tall, and his figure is so good. He must have an eight-pack! Hahaha...]
Yun Qi: "..."
Was this Ninth Princess talking?
What on earth was she thinking about at such a young age?
[But... but why would he like that woman?]
[Poor Grand Tutor Yun. Consort De has a foot in three boats! A cheating woman like her doesn't deserve Grand Tutor Yun! Hmph!]
Yun Qi: "?"
A foot in three boats?
She meant Consort De...
Just as he prepared to listen, the two of them arrived at the classroom.
Ye Tangtang stood at the front. With so many eyes fixed on her, she felt as though she were dying of embarrassment.
[Waaah, waaah, so many people! So scary.]
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"This is the new Ninth Princess. She's young, so don't bully her."
"The little princess is so pretty!"
"Ninth Sister, is this my Ninth Sister?"
"Ninth Sister is so pretty."
Ye Tangtang suddenly found herself in an embrace. It was her seventh sister, Ye Mushuang. Ye Mushuang wasn't as favored as the Third Princess and was always bullied by her.
[Seventh Sister! Seventh Sister is so pwetty! Cheers for Seventh Sister!!]
Ye Mushuang: "...?"
Who was talking?
Ye Mushuang looked at the ninth sister in her arms. The girl looked back at her with an innocent expression. Was it really not her talking? It had to be her!
[Seventh Sister is so pwetty. Sending little hearts to Seventh Sister.]
Ye Mushuang simply adored this sister. She was so cute, and she said she liked her! Then she hugged Ye Tangtang and gave her a kiss.
[Huff, huff, Seventh Sister has such a great figure. So soft, so big o'ᆺ'o]
Ye Mushuang: "..."
She quickly pushed the little lecher away.
"Seventh Sister, why aren't you hugging me anymore? Don't you like Tang Tang anymore? ˃˄˂̥̥"
Ye Tangtang spoke to Ye Mushuang with an innocent face. If Ye Mushuang couldn't hear her thoughts, she probably really would have been fooled by this innocent little girl.
Pah!
Little liar!
She was only after her body!
[But Seventh Sister's fate is so miserable. Seventh Sister has always admired Young General He, and two years from now, she'll marry him.]
[But Young General He is a scumbag who covets power. He doesn't like Seventh Sister at all. The one he likes is Fifth Young Lady Lu.]
[After marrying Seventh Sister, he kept carrying on with Fifth Young Lady Lu and angered Seventh Sister to death. Seventh Sister had only been dead a few days when he actually held a lavish wedding feast and married Fifth Young Lady Lu.]
[He even claimed that Seventh Sister had been plagued by illness and died of melancholy. My poor Seventh Sister didn't have a powerful maternal family either, and just like that, she was gone.]
Ye Mushuang's eyes widened in shock. Tang Tang meant He Wei? Young General He treated her very well. They loved each other, and he was already her future prince consort.
Fifth Young Lady Lu... There was indeed such a person, and she was very close to He Wei. But he said he only regarded her as a younger sister. A younger sister...
Ye Mushuang suddenly understood. So that was it!
"Tang Tang, I'm your fifth brother. Do you still remember me?"
Ye Tangtang: [Of course I remember. Fifth Brother is the one who dies horribly on the battlefield.]
She had read all sorts of scripts thoroughly and possessed a photographic memory.
Ye Linxuan: "..."
He had already decided that he would never go to the battlefield in this lifetime, nor would he compete to become crown prince. Being alive was quite nice.
"Hello, Fifth Brother."
The little girl's manner was soft, and her voice was soft, practically enough to make people's ears pregnant.
"What about me, what about me? I'm your eighth brother! Do you still remember, Tang Tang? We met at the banquet two days ago."
Ye Tangtang: [Of course I remember. This is the shortest-lived crown prince. He lasts three days, then croaks. Hahahahaha, I'm dying.]
Ye Linze: "..."
He would never compete for the position of crown prince again in this lifetime. Being alive was wonderful.
"You're Eighth Brother. I remember."
"Tang Tang is such a good girl. I heard you're twelve this year, so why do you look only ten? Why are you so little?"
The speaker was Ye Tangtang's second brother, Ye Linxun, whom she had never met. He was seventeen this year, in the spirited bloom of youth.
[Second Brother! Second Brother is so handsome! Huff, huff, I'm about to drool out of my eyes. Truly my most handsome brother!]
Ye Linxun looked around in alarm. What had he heard? Tang Tang hadn't even opened her mouth.
Still, Tang Tang had called him her most handsome brother in her thoughts. It seemed she liked him quite a lot.
A calculating gleam passed through Ye Linxun's eyes. He had heard that this sister was very dear to their imperial father. If he won her over properly, perhaps she could be of use to him.
Ye Tangtang: [But Second Brother's fate is miserable too. He's seventeen this year, and when he turns eighteen, he'll croak. Sigh, every meeting is one fewer we'll have.]
Ye Linxun: "...!"
Eighteen? He would only live to eighteen??
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