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Chapter 825 Liu Ziye Who Wants to Struggle ([-])
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Under Liu Shao's deliberate guidance, once he lost control, he wanted to destroy everything around him.

including people...

However, he didn't dare to tell anyone, not even Ajie.

He was afraid, he was afraid that sister would think he was a monster, a lunatic, he was afraid that sister would hate him and leave him.

He can kill everyone else, but he can't hurt Ajie half a point.

Sister, will you believe him?
no way...

How could anyone believe what a madman said.

Liu Ziye squatted on the ground, covered his head with his hands, growled like a small animal, but his headache didn't ease in the slightest.

Such pain may accompany him countless times until the end of his life.

"His Royal Highness, the Tai Tuo has arrived at the gate of the palace."

A eunuch reminded him respectfully outside the hall.

This is the first meeting between him and the Taifu, so there is no room for loss.

Sister asked him to sit firmly in this position, then he would never let anyone take it away.

Liu Ziye punctured the blisters that were scalded on the candle last night at will, and the sharp pain gradually brought his sanity back.

After washing his fingers casually, Liu Ziye trotted and stood outside the hall, waiting eagerly for the tutor.

He respected his teacher and said, sister should be happy too.

The highly respected, white-haired but still strong Taifu looked at the humble waiting figure outside the hall, and stroked his beard in satisfaction.

Maybe, this time, he can finally teach a wise gentleman by his own hands. At least this prince seems to be open-minded and eager to learn.

Alas, it is really not easy for Liu Song's bloodline to produce a prince who is as cute as a cabbage.

"Hello, Master."

Liu Ziye pressed the dense wounds on his hands, and greeted the Taifu soberly, with a pure and kind smile on his face.

"The old minister has seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"His Royal Highness's leg has not healed, and it must be taken care of carefully. How can he go down to pick up the old minister?"

Reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, the Taifu's sense of Liu Ziye has improved a lot invisibly.

After exchanging pleasantries and exchanging business compliments, the teaching task is on the right track.

"I wonder what books His Royal Highness has read?"

"Never."

"Since His Royal Highness has learned the basics..."

and many more……

What did he just hear?
never?

Master Tai Tu paused slightly as he stroked his bearded hand.

It stands to reason that the descendants of the royal family will be literate and enlightened as soon as they are three years old.

"Has His Highness the Crown Prince ever read?"

Taifu asked a little unwillingly.

Anyway, the crown prince is the eldest son, even if the Wuling King was not favored by the first emperor, but no matter how bad it is, it is not possible that he has no time to take care of the education of the eldest son, right?

Not to mention that today's empress is a noble and talented woman who is famous all over the world.

"Know a little bit, my sister once taught me."

Liu Ziye answered honestly, without any intention of covering Wang Xianyuan's shame.

He is still a child, childish speech without taboo.

Taifu: ...

Σ (□;)
I always feel that he seems to have learned some great royal secrets inadvertently.

For example, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must not be liked by the empress...

Otherwise, how could it be possible to ignore the eldest son while King Wuling was away in battle.

Thinking deeply about the matter of the palace change before, it was a little frightening to think carefully.

His Royal Highness is also a poor man.

The old matriarch looked at Liu Ziye with pity and kindness involuntarily.

"His Royal Highness, the past is in the past, and the old minister will start teaching the most basic literacy today."

Ahem, it is a novel experience for the majestic Taifu of the Three Dynasties to teach people to read and write.

"It's Mrs. Lao."

Liu Ziye's obedient appearance is really like a small white flower that is blooming in the wind, swaying and restrained.

Not surprisingly, when teaching Liu Ziye how to read and write, the old master saw the blisters on his hands, but Liu Ziye was able to hold the brush without changing his face, sitting upright and writing stroke by stroke according to the requirements.

The old matriarch standing behind Liu Ziye gasped and couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching. Doesn't this little baby feel pain?
He couldn't help but be surprised by his determination.

"His Royal Highness, let's call the imperial physician first."

If he accidentally left the root of the disease or got an infection, his old bones couldn't afford it.

"Did the master talk about his hand? He accidentally hurt it when he picked out the candle last night."

"It doesn't hurt."

"I'm used to the pain."

He still had a flat face, as if he was trying to convince the old master that he was really fine.

Sure enough, as soon as the old matriarch Fu heard the word habit, he once again automatically imagined everything that Liu Ziye had experienced in his mind.

It is said that when His Highness the Crown Prince was rescued back then, half of his life was already gone, his leg bones were almost broken, and countless doctors' hairs were greyed to save his life and legs.

But the Empress, Her Highness the Princess, and the little prince who was under one year old were all unharmed.

It seems that the rumors that His Royal Highness is desperately protecting his family are true.

For filial people, everyone will subconsciously favor one or two.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince should still be Xuan Tai Physician. Today is different from the past. You are a prince, and you can afford to take good care of you."

His Highness the Crown Prince had to pick out the candles himself. It seems that the people arranged by the queen were not wholehearted.

It seems that the empress has once again proven her ulterior motives.

Since he is his student, he naturally needs to be more protective.

The news of His Royal Highness Xuan's doctor spread like wildfire, and Liu Chuyu, who was entangled by a group of noble ladies from aristocratic families, was startled and hurried over.

To this day, Liu Chuyu can never forget Ziye's dilapidated appearance when he was rescued.

"Sister?"

The moment he saw Liu Chuyu, Liu Ziye's calm eyes finally burst into light, like a dazzling sun hanging in the sky.

Hot, pure.

"What's wrong with Ziye?"

Liu Chuyu asked hastily.

After listening carefully, Liu Chuyu was still out of breath. Obviously, she forgot the so-called princess etiquette and rushed all the way here.

"I accidentally burned my hand."

Liu Ziye squinted his eyes and tilted his head forward, like a kitten waiting to be stroked.

"Sister, don't worry, the imperial doctor said to apply the ointment on time, and it will be fine within a few days."

Liu Chuyu didn't listen to Liu Ziye's words, but looked at the imperial physician seriously, and heaved a sigh of relief after receiving the imperial physician's affirmative answer.

"Are you going to make sister worry to death?"

Liu Chuyu's voice was slightly crying, but because of the presence of outsiders, she retained her dignity as a princess.

Liu Ziye panicked and admitted his mistake again and again.

He made Sister sad, it was his fault, next time, next time he will be hurt more concealed.

Hmph, it's all the old lady's fault.

The old matriarch touched his nose inexplicably, why did he feel cold all over at that moment, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

An illusion, it must be an illusion.

(End of this chapter)