Su Qingwen hugged the golden chamber pot and leaped off the windowsill. With Huayueye's complex, puzzled and even sympathetic gaze on her back, she became a woman as swift as the wind.
I've got it! Whoo-hoo!
Su Qingwen quickly asked the system, "How do I use that skill of reproducing history? Let me try it quickly. Otherwise, what if Huayueye catches up and asks for the chamber pot back!"
[System: You just need to shout the spell! You must wait until the side quest is over before you can return. You can't apply for an early or delayed end!]
Su Qingwen: Why does it sound so tricky... So what's the spell?
The system slowly typed on its intelligent light screen [Yalasuo~ This is the skill spell~ Whoo-hoo~ Word~]
Su Qingwen: Why do I feel like you're actually sending a voice message... It's so catchy.
[System: Please start your performance~]
Su Qingwen looked solemn. She took a step back, and sang to the chamber pot, "Yalasuo~ This is the skill spell~ Whoo-hoo~ Word~"
In the distance, Huayueye, who was worried about Su Qingwen's sleepwalking state, couldn't bear to listen and turned her head away. She changed her direction and decided to go straight to the Imperial Hospital.
As soon as the voice fell, a light gate slowly opened in front of Su Qingwen.
"OMG, is this a magic door?" Su Qingwen reached out her hand, wanting to touch it.
But then her vision went black and she was sucked into the light gate.
"Ouch! Where am I?" Su Qingwen covered her sore butt and got up from the ground, asking in confusion.
All around, there were overlapping blue tiles and delicate winding corridors that encircled a small pond. There was a fiery red maple tree beside the pond. From time to time, a few maple leaves would flutter down like sparks and fall into the jade-like water. For a moment, it was hard to tell the carp from the maple leaves.
This wasn't the palace.
A few girls in cyan clothes walked slowly from the corner of the corridor. Su Qingwen quickly squatted down and hid in the bushes beside.
[System: Host, they can't see you. You're in an invisible state now!]
Su Qingwen: !!!!
Does that mean I can... Hehe...
[System: Dear, you're here for the side quest, dear...]
Su Qingwen replied mischievously, "Got it, got it~"
The girls in cyan clothes chattered, "Ayan, what's the name of the little kid the Prince of Rui brought back today?"
"I don't know. He's so cute. It's a pity he seems so dull. Why doesn't he talk to anyone?"
"If he were obedient, I'd really like to pinch his face."
"Me too! His little face is so smooth!"
... Poor kid... Su Qingwen felt sorry for Huayueye. That meant this was the "Mansion of the Prince of Rui". From what the little maids said, Huayueye should have already been brought to the mansion.
No, no. It's the young version of Huayueye! I must go and have a look! It seemed as if a big evil tail suddenly appeared behind someone and started wagging mischievously.
Su Qingwen walked along the corridor to a large courtyard.
There were a few pines and cypresses planted in flower pots in the courtyard, looking green, lush and ancient.
Under the corridor, there was a young man sitting in a wheelchair. He was handsome, but his face was a bit pale. His long hair fell on his shoulders without being tied up. His blue robe was loose, making him look very comfortable. There was a little kid about two or three years old standing beside him. The little kid was as delicate as a carved jade. Although he had a delicate face, he was frowning, as if he had been born with a poker face.
If Su Qingwen guessed correctly, this young man was the Prince of Rui, and the little kid beside him was the young Huayueye.
Hahaha! Su Qingwen couldn't help laughing in her heart. How could Huayueye be so cute when he was a kid!
Obviously, the Prince of Rui thought the same as her.
He squinted his eyes, couldn't control himself and bent down to pick up the little kid and put him on his lap. He pinched the little kid's face, ignoring the little kid's stiff expression, and said softly, "From now on, Ye'er will be my child. Will you call me foster father? Well, let me think. Since you're so cute, your milk name will be Xiaoyezi!"
Xiaoyezi! The invisible Su Qingwen's eyes shone green.
The young Xiaoyezi's face was stiff. Obviously, he wasn't used to this kind of intimacy. He had been neglected by his mother since he was a child. In the palace where people flattered the powerful and bullied the weak, he was like a transparent person. No one ever cared about him or got close to him.
After his mother gave birth to his younger sister, she passed away. He only had time to hold the soft and milky baby girl. Then he was taken away by another concubine. And then? He was sent to the Mansion of the Prince of Rui.
He pursed his lips and didn't say a word. Obviously, he wasn't willing to call the foster father.
The Prince of Rui wasn't angry. He just shook his wheelchair and played with him. He didn't seem to realize that he was disabled at all. He drove the wheelchair like a kart.
Huayueye was scared and grabbed his robe. He felt excited and nervous at the same time. Finally, when the Prince of Rui drove the wheelchair to the water channel again, he stammered, "Foster father, slow down."
The Prince of Rui beamed. His pale face looked much better. He replied softly, "Doesn't Xiaoyezi like it?"
... Actually, he quite liked it! It felt so much fun! But...
"It's dangerous..." The little kid frowned and taught him a lesson.
The Prince of Rui happily hugged him in his arms and rubbed his chin against his hair.
Ah, what a wonderful foster father. No wonder the eunuch said that the days in the Mansion of the Prince of Rui were the happiest days in Huayueye's life. Su Qingwen covered her heart and was warmed by this scene.
That night, Xiaoyezi slept with the Prince of Rui.
The mischievous Su Qingwen quietly followed them, intending to see what the Prince of Rui looked like under his loose clothes... However, the Prince of Rui wore his pajamas all night... The world is going downhill, and people's hearts are not as good as before...
So the disappointed Su Qingwen stared at the little Huayueye.
"Ah, this little face is so delicate! Like a little kitten! Does he have peach blossom eyes even at such a young age! How cute he is when he rubs his eyes! Wuwu, he's so soft. How did he become such a gloomy and scheming guy when he grew up." Su Qingwen stood around Huayueye like a creepy aunt and muttered. Suddenly, she had an idea. She maliciously poured a pot of tea onto the quilt under Huayueye.
... In the morning, Huayueye sat on the bedside with a livid face, hugging his little quilt tightly.
He covered the little quilt tightly. No matter who called him, he didn't move. No matter what happened, he just sat there. His little hands nervously grabbed the edge of the quilt. He pretended to be calm and looked at the Prince of Rui.
The Prince of Rui wondered, "What's wrong? Why are you sitting here and not getting up?"
Huayueye didn't say a word. He looked mysterious. Only the invisible Su Qingwen was laughing uncontrollably in her heart. Looking at the gloomy Huayueye, she felt extremely happy.
[System: You woman, your conscience is seriously bad...]
The worried Prince of Rui leaned over and picked up the stiff Huayueye. As expected, he saw a strange water stain on the bed sheet.