Quick Transmigration: The Foolish Beauty Saves the World

Chapter 139 The Useless Prince's Power Seizure (17)

A mother's embrace has a magical power. Jingli smelled the pleasant fragrance of incense and the faint scent of tea on her body, and couldn't help but press her head close to her neck.

“Mother, I did something wrong.”

Once inside the hall, Langyue placed Jingli on a chair.

“What’s wrong with what you’ve said?”

Jingli recounted the events of that afternoon to Langyue.

“If Li’er goes to find Xiao’an like this, it will only make Xiao’an’s position more awkward…” Jingli lowered her head, “but it hurts Li’er to see Xiao’an being bullied like that.”

Langyue glanced at him, then at Jingjing behind him.

"Did Jingjing teach you?"

Jingjing knelt down.

Jingli quickly said, "Jingjing is smart. As soon as she finished speaking, I knew I was wrong. Mother, please don't blame Jingjing. Today's events were all my own doing."

Seeing the scene being maintained, Langyue smiled with delight.

She knew her son wasn't as unreasonable as he appeared, but in recent days, the child's growth had exceeded her expectations.

Her child, even in this ruthless palace, still retains empathy, a sense of responsibility, and a willingness to stand up for his companions—these are all admirable qualities.

She asked, "What do they think should be done there?"

Jingli's face scrunched up like a little bun: "Li'er doesn't know."

He counted on his chubby fingers: "According to Mother, if Xiao An wants to come to my side legitimately, she has to study hard with the palace servants. But Xiao An is still so young. If those people bully Xiao An when they can't see her, they'll bully her even more badly than this time..."

Jingli's eyes welled up with tears as she recalled the scene from that day.

"There are no playmates left in there..."

"But if he can't even handle these things, how can he be a good playmate for the kids in the future?"

Jingli blinked as she looked at Langyue, seemingly processing her words.

"Your mother is asking you, what is Li'er's status?"

"It's the prince."

"So what is Xiao An's identity?"

“Yes… Nu’er.” Jingli pouted.

"Which of the prince's playmates doesn't come from a prominent family or possess extraordinary talent? If Xiao An were to come and stay by Li'er's side now, what would others think? A little rabbit? Or a little bird?"

"No, I don't consider Xiao An a little rabbit!"

“Mother knows, Li’er knows, but what about others? Will Xiao’an still be able to play well with Li’er back then?”

Jingli lowered his head.

Langyue gently stroked his head: "Mother promises you, if he does well, I will transfer him to your palace to be your servant. But if he doesn't do well, then it can only be said that he is not qualified to stand by your side."

"I understand."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes darted around.

"Then, Mother, Xiao An will be someone close to Li'er in the future. Can Li'er check his homework just like Mother checks Li'er's homework?"

Langyue was both amused and exasperated.

"That's none of your business—"

Jingli's face visibly fell.

The bright moon gently brushed Jingli's forehead.

Do less.

“Mother is so kind!”

Jingli jumped up from the chair, pounced into Langyue's arms, and kissed Langyue's cheek, smearing her face with saliva.

Langyue watched his excited figure run off and shook her head with a smile.

If Xiao An can achieve something in the future, following Jing Li would be a good choice.

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In the following days, Jingli kept Jingjing's words in mind and did not take the initiative to look for Yu An. She only occasionally asked Jingjing to secretly bring Yu An some food to help improve his physical condition.

Of course, there was another reason why he didn't go to see Yu An in person.

[6058: Hiss—the system's medicine is too effective! Baby, half of your face now looks like a shadow from the last world…]

Jingli then realized that when she looked at her own face in her personal space that night, she was so frightened that she screamed.

After two days, the redness on his face subsided somewhat, but it was still swollen, and the remaining area began to turn purple, like a stone protruding from his face.

Thankfully, Yu An only fainted today...

Jingli is a former world-renowned star, and although his body is now small, it doesn't mean he doesn't have an idol image to maintain.

Once the swelling on her face had subsided, Jingli took the small wooden sword she had carved, changed into some less flashy clothes, and "secretly" ran to the palace servants' quarters before sunset.

Three soft bamboo whistles sounded, and Yu An, who had just finished eating and returned to the hut, opened the door a crack in confusion.

"Xiao An! It's me!"

Having not seen Yu An for a long time, Jingli's voice was filled with obvious joy.

Yu An peeked out, looked around, and then let Jing Li in.

"Your Highness..."

After closing the door, Yu An was about to kneel down when Jing Li quickly helped him up, angrily saying, "I've never seen you kneel before me before. There's no one else here. Who are you kneeling for?"

Yu An steadied himself, without looking directly at Jing Li: "Propriety must not be disregarded."

Jingli gave a soft hum.

"Why has Your Highness come to see me at this hour? Is there something you need?"

Jingli glared at him and threw what she was holding onto his bed.

"Hey, it's for you."

Yu An unwrapped the cloth covering the sword, revealing the small wooden sword inside.

The newly engraved "yuan" on the hilt of the sword is quite eye-catching.

Yu An's eyes flickered; this strange character was their secret code.

"Jingjing must have told you, right? If you behave well, you'll soon be able to move into my palace. Then we can play together every day. Are you happy?"

Jingli concealed his excitement beneath a smug facade to counteract his irrepressible intimacy with Yu An.

Yu An remained indifferent: "It is my honor that Your Highness favors me."

Jingli snorted again.

"I have come today for another matter."

He looked around and found a piece of rope in the corner.

The rope must have been used to tie up miscellaneous items before; it had fallen down and was covered in dust.

Jingli looked somewhat disgusted and handed the rope to Yu An.

Tie me up.

Yu An was puzzled.

"Idiot!" Jingli gently tapped his head. "How can this rope hold you for a whole day? Today I'll teach you how to escape from this rope."

He raised his chin: "If they bully you again while I'm not around, you'll have ways to protect yourself."

Yu An held the dirty rope and looked at Jing Li in disbelief.

After being rescued that day, Yu An secretly hid a piece of porcelain for self-defense. He had survived until now mainly on his own, and he never thought he would receive such care from this little prince.

The young prince was so unguarded that he came to his residence alone and found a rope for him to tie up.

If Yu An wanted to, he could kill him before Jing Li could escape.

Yu An clenched her small hands, a strange feeling rising in her heart.

Could it be that in this young prince's heart, the two of them are truly friends?

Or is this yet another new game that the little prince came up with?

Yu An banished these thoughts from his mind and knelt down again.

"Your Highness, please don't make things difficult for me..."

Seeing him like this, Jingli simply sat down on the ground, level with him, and stretched out her hands in front of him.

Tie me up.

Those fleshy hands were tender and delicate, unlike Yu An's, which were rough and ugly.

Yu An looked away.

Jing Li raised his voice: "I now order you to bind me. Will you disobey my order?"

That pretty little face was extremely arrogant, and Yu An felt as if he had been burned by his arrogance, and even his breathing trembled.

If this is just another way the young prince is playing tricks on him, then he accepts his fate.

"Yes."

He dusted off the rope and gently tied it around Jingli's wrist.

This is the limit of what he can do.

Fortunately, the young prince did not call for help as he had expected. Instead, he earnestly explained how to escape from such a knotted rope.

Not only this one, but he also demonstrated several different knots and how to escape with each one.

Jingli learned all of this from the emergency knowledge stored in the 6058 system.

Jingli had only recently learned this knowledge, and when explaining it to Yu An, he inevitably had to think things through, causing much of his feigned arrogance to crumble, revealing his soft and pure inner self.

Looking at his focused profile, Yu An felt a wave of tenderness wash over her.

The rope soiled the little prince's hands and clothes, but he didn't care. He raised his watery eyes and asked Yu An if he understood.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Yu An heard his own voice drift out and saw a relieved expression on Jing Li's face.

He genuinely hoped that Yu An could understand.

He said that his hope that Yu An would be able to protect himself was not a lie.

Regardless of the past or the future, at least at this moment, Jingli's concern is genuine.

Because of this genuine concern, a crack appeared in the hatred that Yu An had harbored for the surname "Jing" since he could remember.

A name was written on a small section separated by the crack: Jingli.