Chapter 507: Teach You a Trick

Xie Jin glanced at his livid face and seemed a little puzzled: "Is Yaoyao unhappy? What I mean is that this sincerity towards friends is as deep as the sea, and he is willing to sacrifice his life for his friends. Don't you think that friends should be like this?"

Xuanyuan Yao paused and looked at him expressionlessly.

"Of course, I won't let Yaoyao stab me." Xie Jin smiled lightly, "As long as Yaoyao is willing to come and talk to me occasionally."

Xuanyuan Yao took a deep breath.

He really wanted to tell Xie Jin that although he was not as thoughtful as him, not as cunning as him, and not as cunning as him, he was really not a fool who could be fooled by others.

Every word Xie Jin said today was treating him as a fool.

Xuanyuan Yao realized that it was unnecessary for him to stay here, so he stood up and said lightly: "I have something else to do, so I won't chat with you any more. Come and listen to Jiu Ye's heart-to-heart talk when you have time in the future-of course, the premise is that you have really been wronged in the court."

Xie Jin raised his eyebrows: "Are you leaving now?"

"I didn't plan to stay here for dinner." Xuanyuan Yao snorted coldly, "Xie Jin, I can teach you a trick."

Xie Jin was curious, "What?"

"You can try to anger the master." Xuanyuan Yao smiled, and the smile faded the gloomy anger on his face, looking particularly harmless, "For example, offend Her Majesty the Queen, and then provoke the master to beat you with a court stick, not too many, eighty will be enough, after being seriously injured and bedridden, I will definitely bring the best medicine to see you, and by the way, listen to your inner distress."

After saying this, he left without looking back, no longer interested in staying to listen to his nonsense.

Xie Jin leaned against the brocade couch in silence, thinking about the advice a young leopard had given him, shook his head, and couldn't help but sigh.

Eighty strokes of the cane?

How cruel.

Although the cane was not needed for the time being, this sentence reminded him that he could achieve his goal in other ways.

The little leopard was not stupid, but it was true that he was easily soft-hearted.

Xie Jin loosened his slightly clenched hands, raised his palms, and stared quietly at his white, slender, and bony fingers.

Just now, for a moment, he actually wanted to keep him, and even wanted to do something urgently, but he held back.

Don't be anxious, he told himself.

Even if you can conquer the little leopard with brute force, the leopard's sharp claws can easily hurt others and yourself, and his simple but arrogant temper, it would not be good for anyone to push him into a hurry. What he needs to do is to be patient and take it slowly, using the method of boiling a frog in warm water to get him used to it...

However.

Xie Jin was silent for a moment, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised a deep and unfathomable smile.

Boiling a frog in warm water?

He had never been so patient with anyone. In fact, his biggest idea just now was to imprison him, lock his flexible limbs with iron chains made of thousand-year-old black iron, and let him do whatever he wanted without any resistance.

Xie Jin imagined such a scene in his mind, and suddenly felt particularly itchy.

But it couldn't work.

He sighed with some regret.

It's easy to conquer a person, and it's not difficult to destroy a person.

The difficult thing is that it's not so easy to repair after the destruction. What he wants is a vigorous general, a young man with lively eyebrows and eyes, and a confidant who is willing to fight side by side with him, not a trapped beast that has lost its vitality and energy after being conquered.

So he has to grind slowly.

Tsk.

It's really difficult.

...

At sunset in the evening, Xuanyuan Qi, who was waiting impatiently, almost kicked the door.

While Nanny Ji was opening the door to get something, he grabbed her arm: "How is the young lady? Did she give birth? Why is there no movement?"

Nanny Ji had been asked this question many times today, but she understood that the prince loved his wife so much, and said patiently: "Don't worry, prince, the young lady's birth canal is not open yet, and she has to wait for a while before giving birth."

Wait a little longer?

Xuanyuan Qi's face was extremely ugly: "How long do we have to wait?"

"This..." Nanny Ji hesitated, "It's hard to say, it may be in the first half of the night, or it may be in the second half of the night."

Xuanyuan Qi said angrily: "Why is it taking so long?"

If the man in front of her was not the prince, Nanny Ji would definitely retort him coldly: It takes so long for women to give birth, and it's not just your family.

But the man in front of her is the prince of Jingwang Mansion, her master, and Nanny Ji dare not retort him.

"Why don't you go and rest, my lord?" She patiently advised, "When the young lady gives birth, I will send someone to inform the lord immediately--"

"I'm not going anywhere." Xuanyuan Qi said coldly, "Hongyi gave birth to my child, how can I leave her alone to suffer here?"

Madame Ji was speechless by him. After a moment, she said hesitantly, "Then my lord, please be patient. Giving birth is not that fast. Madam is in good health. Apart from a little pain, there will be no other problems."

A little pain?

Xuanyuan Qi subconsciously wanted to ask how much it hurt, why he didn't hear Hongyi's voice? But he quickly thought of his little ancestor's strong and indifferent character. Even if it was really painful, he would only endure it by himself. How could he scream out loud?

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Qi suddenly felt that it was not good for a woman to be too strong. Sometimes she should be weaker.

Madame Ji walked in quickly and closed the door again.

Xuanyuan Qi looked at the darkening sky, his anxiety increased sharply, and he kept pacing in the yard, wishing that he could take the pain for his little ancestor.

"Qi'er." Princess Jing came over, followed by four maids, "You haven't eaten all day today, are you hungry? I asked someone to prepare some food for you, you-"

"I don't want to eat." Xuanyuan Qi refused her kindness without thinking, "I can't eat."

Princess Jing paused, and said lightly: "After Hongyi gives birth, you still have to take care of her. How can you have the strength if you don't eat?"

"How can I be in the mood to eat now?" Xuanyuan Qi frowned, staring at the direction of the door, "I'm not hungry, mother, let them take everything away."

Princess Jing was silent for a moment, raised her hand to signal, and the maids took the wontons cooked in the chicken soup that had been carefully boiled for two hours in the kitchen and retreated.

"Have you thought of a name for the child?" Seeing her son was like an ant on a hot pot, Princess Jing had to speak to him to divert his attention, "Do you want a son or a daughter for the first child?"

Xuanyuan Qi turned around after hearing this, thought for a while and said, "A son."

Princess Jing smiled and said, "I also think it's good to have a son, who can inherit your title."

"I don't think so." Xuanyuan Qi said in a slightly slower tone, "If Hongyi and I have a son, he will be the same age as the prince, and he will enter the palace to read, and we can train him to be the prince's right-hand man from a young age."