The group's favorite little Fubao has become the most arrogant kid in the whole imperial city

Chapter 68 Gods Actually Have Regrets Too

Zhao Siyuan tried to hold back his laughter, his shoulders shaking slightly, but after a moment he couldn't help it anymore and turned around.

The next second, shocking laughter broke out in the carriage.

Zhao Siyuan laughed so hard that he rolled over and almost passed out. Seeing this, Xihe was frightened and quickly poured a cup of tea and handed it to him.

"Fourth sister, why are you laughing like this?"

Zhao Siyuan took two sips of tea from the cup, but his heart was extremely excited. A few faint laughs came out of his throat and he almost choked.

"Silly girl, well done!" Zhao Siyuan's attitude changed 80 degrees, and he wanted to hug Xihe and kiss her hard. "Remember, the Ninth Prince is a relative, and you can only treat him as a relative."

Xihe nodded in confusion, "That's right, sister, why do you emphasize it again?"

Zhao Siyuan leaned lazily on the cushion with a cup of tea in his hand, smiling without saying a word.

What a good relative!
If Xiao Mingxuan knew about this, he would probably be so angry that he would die, right?
When Zhao Siyuan thought of the other party's jumping expression, he raised his head with satisfaction and drank it all in one gulp.

It’s best to be angry to death!
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Although he knew that Xihe had no feelings for Xiao Mingxuan, Zhao Siyuan still kept him in his carriage and guarded him strictly, as if he regarded Xiao Mingxuan as a terrible plague and would not let him get close at all.

"Fifth Brother, I'm here."

Zhao Zizhe turned his eyes away from the book and looked at the little girl who climbed into the carriage with a smile.

Although Xihe was six years old, she was still not tall. Because of Zhao Zize's leg injury, the carriage had been modified and was much taller than ordinary carriages. The little girl had to use both hands to reach it.

"Slow down, hold my hand." Zhao Zize's lower body was still unable to move. He could only use the strength of his arms to move his body slightly and extend one hand.

With the help of Zhao Zize, the little girl finally climbed up.

"I'm up! Isn't it great?" The little girl was still panting, but a bright smile was on her face.

Just like the bright sunshine in March, gentle and soft.

"Great!" Zhao Zizhe bent down slightly and brushed off the dust on the girl's clothes. He said, "Don't rush to give me acupuncture. It will be in time when we get to Jiangnan. I can bear this little pain."

Since Xihe figured out the crux of the problem, she has given Zhao Zize acupuncture every five days.

After two or three times, he could already feel a slight pain in his legs, and the pain would disappear for a while after another acupuncture treatment.

"But Xihe doesn't want the fifth brother to feel pain. It's so uncomfortable." The little girl took off her cloak, took out the needle bag and prepared to start acupuncture.

This set of skills was extremely difficult, but Xihe was unaware of it. There was no expression on her small face, and she looked so focused that she looked like an adult.

"Okay~" Zhao Zize smiled helplessly, but his eyes were filled with gratitude.

He is not the kind of person who cannot bear pain, but being pampered seems to be a good feeling.

After a set of acupuncture, Zhao Zizhe felt the heaviness between his legs eased a little.

This set of acupuncture techniques is extremely energy-consuming. Xihe breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the inner wall and closed his eyes to rest.

Zhao Zize's eyes were filled with heartache but he couldn't do anything to help, so he could only twist the cloak for the little girl.

Xihe recovered quickly, and in just a cup of tea she was full of energy again. She didn't leave, but kept looking at Zhao Zize from left to right.

"Fifth Brother, is this... a mechanical device?"

There was some surprise in Zhao Zizhe's eyes, "Does Xihe also understand mechanical arts?"

This sister had many secrets, but he had no intention of exploring them.

"I've seen a little bit." The little girl was a little embarrassed, but her eyes did not move away from the tree, "Xihe can only be a bird that can fly!" "Xihe is really great." Zhao Zize praised without hesitation.

The little girl received the compliment, smiled and covered her face, and asked, "Fifth Brother, do you want to enter Qianji Academy?"

Emperor Jingyuan never rested on his laurels. After ascending the throne, he established the Qianji Academy, which was responsible for the innovation of weapons and armor as well as the gossip of mechanical devices.

Zhao Zize nodded, then recalled the relief in Emperor Jingyuan's eyes when he left, and his expression softened a little.

"I'm already eight years old, and I've long passed the best age to learn martial arts." Zhao Zize patted his injured leg and said, "Even if I get better in the future, I won't be able to ride a horse or shoot arrows for a long time. It's better to find another way out."

Hearing this, the little girl became depressed, so Zhao Zizhe calmed down and changed the subject, "Don't be sad, Qianjiyuan is also a good place to go."

Zhao Zize actually had other plans in his mind.

He had no interest in the throne, so naturally he didn't want to get involved in the court, so it would be better for him to stay away from it.

Xihe suddenly asked, "Fifth Brother, will you... regret it?"

Zhao Zize's expression froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

"Xihe, we are human, not gods. Everyone will regret it, and we will understand it in the future."

Not being able to practice martial arts is an eternal regret in Zhao Zize's heart, but if his legs were intact and he could walk one day, this regret would not be so sad.

Regrets are inevitable, but people always have to accept regrets and then move on with regrets.

The little girl lay on Zhao Zizhe's legs and whispered, "God...actually there will be regrets, but..."

It's just that she hasn't learned to accept it yet.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Be happy." Zhao Zize didn't want to make the little girl sad, so he took the initiative to change the subject. He picked up a book beside him and said, "Xihe, come and tell me how to make a moving bird, okay?"

The little girl's expression immediately became happy, all the dark clouds in her eyes disappeared, and she started talking nonstop while holding the book, making Zhao Zize laugh out loud.

The brother and sister were just about to take a break when they heard the sound of weapons clashing outside.

Soon, there was a chaos of shouting and crying.

Xihe was about to push aside the curtain to look, but Zhao Zize grabbed her hand. He looked very nervous.

"Be careful. If anything goes wrong, run away and don't worry about me. Do you hear me?"

The noise outside was getting closer and closer to the carriage.

Zhao Zizhe has difficulty walking, so he would just be a burden if he was brought along.

"Fifth brother, Xihe will not abandon you!" The little girl's face was full of seriousness.

As soon as Xihe lifted the curtain, half of her body fell into Xiao Mingxuan's arms.

"Xiao Xier, someone is robbing us on the road. The eldest prince asked me to take you away first." Xiao Mingxuan took the person down from the carriage and pulled him into his arms.

The fighting had already started at the front, and although they had a lot of people, it was still very chaotic.

"Little brother, Fifth Brother! Fifth Brother is still inside." The little girl struggled to run into the carriage and refused to leave no matter what was said.

Xiao Mingxuan looked at the curtain and was silent for a while.

They couldn't move fast with Zhao Zizhe, and they might even get implicated.

Xiao Mingxuan asked himself if he was that kind.