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Chapter 235 Little Prince: You're welcome, I like you too.
The young prince stared in disbelief at the nightlight in the girl's hand.

Qin Su smiled and placed the nightlight in his hand: "See, it's not that difficult."

He remained staring blankly at the strange little lamp that glowed in his hand.

But then she heard a girl's gentle, smiling voice: "Everyone has things they're afraid of. Some people are afraid of the dark, some are afraid of snakes, and some are afraid of water, or the cold... Do you know what to do if you're afraid of the dark?"

The young prince snapped out of his reverie, looked up at her, and gently moved his hand as if in response.

Qin Su smiled and said, "That's right, if you're afraid of the dark, just light a lamp. I'll give it to you, so you won't be afraid if you get locked up again."

The little prince blinked, his blank expression strangely endearing.

He hesitated, "But, Mother will be angry if she finds out..."

Mentioning the Empress, his mood, which had just brightened upon seeing the nightlight, seemed to sink again.

"Then let's not let her know."

The woman's gentle voice was accompanied by a touch of warmth on the back of her hand: "Do you remember why the Crown Prince appeared?"

Crown Prince... Jun Yan?
"To protect me?" the boy asked hesitantly.

Qin Su nodded: "Yes, he appeared to protect you. Then why do you think he can protect you?"

The young prince fell silent, his long, doll-like eyelashes drooping quietly, as if he were pondering something.

"Because he is not afraid of his mother."

"Yes. What else? What did he do?"

“He…” he continued to ponder, a different look appearing in his eyes: “Rebellion.”

Qin Su smiled: "That's right. Resist. Since you don't like the darkness, you should learn to resist."

She tightened her grip slightly, letting the boy feel the strength in her palm: "Are you still afraid of the dark?"

The young prince did not answer immediately, and his grip on the nightlight tightened: "If there is light, I am not afraid."

"Fear comes from the unknown, but light can dispel darkness. When no one helps you, you must learn to help yourself. It's just a fear of the dark; as long as you have a light in your hand, what is there to be afraid of?"

As the girl's gentle yet powerful words fell, the surrounding dark room suddenly vanished.

Qin Su was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the young prince in front of her.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but he seems a little bigger than before.

The surrounding environment has changed from a dark and secluded little house to a lakeside pavilion with shimmering water and a gentle breeze.

The wind blew up the light gauze curtains in the pavilion, and my mood seemed to become more open and expansive.

The nightlight in the young prince's hand was gone, replaced by an exquisite dagger inlaid with gemstones. He casually brandished it, the blade spinning between his fingers, gleaming with a chilling light.

Qin Su took a deep breath, then lifted her skirt and sat down on the ground beside him, mimicking his posture: "What are you doing?"

The boy glanced at her sideways, then looked away and continued playing with the dagger in his hand. His eyes... well, how should I put it? Qin Su felt as if she saw a certain tyrant as a child.

He had this aloof, yet irritating look.

Qin Su thought for a moment, her eyes scanning her surroundings, trying to find some trace.

Suddenly, she saw something and got up from the ground.

She didn't notice that the boy, who had just been indifferent and refused to talk to her, stiffened up slightly.

Qin Su saw the untouched fruit and snacks on the stone table.

She brought it over and then sat down next to the boy.

"It looks delicious, would you like to try some?"

The boy continued to play with the dagger in his hand, but somehow a strange piece of wood, about the size of a palm, appeared in his hand, and he began to carve something on it with the knife.

Qin Su wasn't in a hurry, and actually picked up the pastries and started eating them—

“Don’t eat it!”

The boy suddenly spoke, his eyes seemingly filled with deep dissatisfaction.

She paused for a moment, then took the pastry from her mouth and looked at the boy hesitantly: "Can't I eat it?"

He seemed quite disgusted.

Upon closer inspection, Qin Su realized that perhaps it wasn't herself who she disliked.

"Or perhaps you don't like the snacks?"

She held a pastry between her pretty fingers and shook it at the boy.

Then I saw him frown and smash the pastry away with a "smack".

The delicate but fragile pastry crumbled instantly, leaving no trace on the ground.

She looked at the boy again; his brows were still tightly furrowed, as if he were sulking with someone.

This was a clue that hadn't been seen before, and Qin Su couldn't immediately discern anything from it.

She thought for a moment and then asked, "Can I eat fruit?"

Well, this has stirred up a hornet's nest. The boy's beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed upwards, his gaze filled with sarcasm, and his sarcastic words were like venom: "All you know is eating, eating, eating! Are you a pig? How come you don't eat yourself to death!"

Qin Su: ……

Okay, okay, she's sure!

This guy was definitely a tyrant when he was a kid!

With that awful appearance and that sarcastic tongue, he must be of very high status to have survived being beaten to death!
Before she could react, the boy suddenly stood up and smashed everything on the stone table onto the ground. After a series of crashes, he looked at Qin Su with a defiant gaze…

It was absolutely intentional!
Qin Su: ...She thought she was hypnotized to treat a mental illness, but she ended up encountering a bratty kid?
The boy looked at her with his chin raised, his provocative and mocking expression as if he was certain she would get angry and leave immediately.

Qin Su rubbed her fingers together lightly beside her, then smiled at him: "If you won't let me eat your food, would you be willing to eat something else with me?"

The boy paused for a moment, his brows furrowed, and he looked at her with suspicion, without saying a word.

Qin Su smiled and suddenly reached out her hand, in which two strings of glistening and plump candied hawthorns appeared out of nowhere.

The deep red sugar coating on top seems to exude a freshly baked, sweet and crispy aroma.

She handed one of them to the boy: "Try it, you can't get this in the palace."

The boy did not answer.

Just when she thought he wouldn't pay any attention to her, he suddenly spoke up: "This is not the palace."

Qin Su's mind raced: "If it's not the palace, then where is it?"

The boy ignored her, sat back down in his original spot, and continued whittling the wood in his hands, seemingly determined to treat her like she was invisible.

Qin Su: "It's okay, if you don't eat them, I'll just eat two skewers myself."

As she spoke, she started eating with a "crunch crunch" sound, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes slightly narrowed, as if she really enjoyed it.

"Kacha kacha~"

The boy ignored her.

"Click, click~"

I still ignored it, but I had already eaten three pieces from the skewer.

"Click, click, click~"

Halfway done.

The boy's hand slipped, nearly cutting his own finger. He glared at her menacingly and said, "You're so annoying! Can you please stop eating?!"
These words were not spoken, but the attitude in his eyes was clear.

Qin Su blinked: "But I still have one more string!"

As she spoke, she waved the other, which hadn't moved, at the boy.

The boy grinned maliciously: "Then throw them all away!"

That familiar, bullying glint in his eyes—isn't that exactly what that tyrant will look like when he grows up?
"Good children don't waste food."

She smiled at him and continued crunching: "It's really delicious, don't you want to try some?" The boy sneered and ignored her, but then he heard the woman say, "No one has put anything strange in it, you won't get sick if you eat it."

He finally stopped what he was doing, looking at her with a dark expression: "How did you know?"

Qin Su glanced at the pastries he had deliberately destroyed behind him: "Because I know the young prince isn't the kind of person who wastes food on purpose, you must have your reasons for doing this."

The boy sneered, "You're overthinking it. I don't have any reason; I just hate you."

Qin Su: "Okay~"

Then he handed over the candied hawthorn: "Want to try some?"

The boy stared coldly at the candied hawthorn skewer that was almost poking his eyes, while the woman beside him continued to make a "crunching" noise.

His expression twisted for a moment, then he grabbed it and bit it viciously.

Eat it, what's there to be afraid of!

The boy ate with a ferocious expression, but Qin Su secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness, at least there's a reaction, that's the best reaction.

What I fear most is that he will be as stubborn as before, and I don't know when there will be any progress.

"this is for you."

The boy ate much faster than her, finishing the candied hawthorn in just a few bites, and then tossed the bamboo skewer away.

As he finished eating, Qin Su handed him a small brocade pouch.

"what is this?"

He took it with a hint of disgust, then ignored her protests and opened the brocade pouch, revealing a small note inside: "Treating someone the same way they treat you."

Just that one sentence?

He looked at her: "What do you mean?"

Qin Su laughed: "It's very simple. Our Ling Xiao can't be bullied. If someone bullies you, you must bully them back."

As she spoke, she reached out and ruffled the boy's neatly tied hair, her smile gentle but her voice icy: "If someone doesn't let you eat, then they shouldn't eat either."

As soon as those words were spoken, the boy's gaze towards her changed.

However, before Qin Su could figure it out, the surrounding environment changed again—

"The people from the Duke of Wei's mansion were secretly instructed by the Empress Dowager to deliberately mistreat 'him' in terms of food. After being tricked a few times, he stopped touching anything they sent him. He didn't really dislike you just now; he was just afraid you would get hurt."

From the moment he opened his mouth, Qin Su knew that the young prince had returned.

For some reason, he seemed to have reverted to the way he was when we first met.

Well, to be specific, it means—she's gotten shorter again.

Qin Su looked at the young prince and asked the most important question of this hypnosis session: "Do you know how 'tyrants' come to be?"

The young prince nodded: "I understand."

"Can you tell me?"

He finally glanced at her, but his gaze was somewhat strange: "Didn't he already tell you?"

Qin Su was taken aback, a rare occurrence: "Huh? Really?"

The young prince nodded firmly: "Yes."

Qin Su couldn't help but think about it seriously, and then said, "You don't mean that the time the Crown Prince described the first appearance of the tyrant personality, what he said was actually true?"

The young prince nodded, and then directly revealed the truth—

"Yes, he wanted to kill everyone. They were my childhood friends, and I didn't want them to die, so the 'tyrant' appeared."

The Tyrant possesses absolute military power and can protect everyone.

He was straightforward and hot-tempered, and did not stand on his own.

Only he can restrain the Crown Prince.

Qin Su was stunned for a moment, then murmured, "So that's how it is. I should have guessed it sooner."

She recalled her time with the two people:
The tyrant has the worst temper, but most of the time he is aloof and quiet. Knowing that he is "dangerous", he always locks himself up and doesn't see anyone.

His apparent impatience with the outside world, and his self-destructive personality to the point of being withdrawn, are indeed somewhat at odds with the notion of "brutal and bloodthirsty".

Every time he hurts someone, there is always a reason.

In comparison, the cunning, treacherous, and ruthless crown prince is more like that murderous maniac...

Qin Su looked at the young prince: "What should I do?"

The young man stood up, refined and elegant, with an extraordinary bearing. Despite his young age, he already possessed the demeanor of a young crown prince: "Do what you've been doing, promote their integration. Ling Xiao exists to restrain the Crown Prince's murderous intent. Only by merging the two personalities can they supervise each other and stop his murderous plans. Otherwise, no one can control him."

Qin Su knew that the last "he" referred to the Crown Prince.

She looked at the boy in front of her.

The Crown Prince represents his suppressed malice.

He represents destruction and tyranny, yet he relies on his superior intelligence to perfectly disguise himself and shift all the blame onto the tyrant.

Ling Xiao's actions stemmed from a sense of kindness after venting his dissatisfaction.

Only when good and evil coexist can they restrain each other.

Qin Su nodded: "I understand, thank you."

The young prince suddenly smiled at her, his smile as bright as spring flowers: "You're welcome, I like you very much too."

"You're the only one who found me. I hope you really succeed."

After saying this, the dream suddenly collapsed.

Qin Su was captivated by his last sentence:

What does it mean to be the "only" person to find him?

Does he know about other people?
She even had a nagging feeling that the young prince might know her true identity...

But how could that be?

Qin Su immediately invoked the system.

But the dog system, as always, failed to respond for a long time.

It was the hypnotized man who woke up.

"What do you see?"

Chu Jiang regained consciousness.

Without her instructions.

Qin Su could only temporarily suppress her emotions and focus on dealing with him.

I'm not sure if it's because the hypnosis is happening in a dream that some procedures are different from those outside.

"I saw you say that you like me very much."

"You are sick?"

This was the first time the man had reacted so strongly in front of her. Qin Su even thought that if it weren't for the constraints of the environment, he would probably have jumped three meters away.

Chu Jiang looked at the woman in front of him, his disgust almost undisguised.

Seeing his angry expression, Qin Su felt inexplicably happy.

As expected, she's the dumbest of the three personalities; she's so easy to fool.

She smiled, suppressing her emotions: "I see that your existence is to restrain him—the Crown Prince."

She glanced at the man from head to toe, then smiled and uttered the most important sentence: "And the only way to stop him from hurting others is for you all to unite. That's why I'm here."