Xiao Yanchen's days in the Imperial Study became increasingly difficult.

But he also vaguely realized that if he did not continue to stay in the Imperial Study, he would gradually disappear from everyone's sight and eventually disappear from the palace.

The thought that Xiao Xizi might also forget him made Xiao Yanchen feel particularly sad.

"Seventh brother, didn't you see my charcoal box went out?" The third prince propped his legs on the table, his eyes full of malice. "Go and get me a new one."

A burst of laughter erupted around them, and someone imitated a eunuch's voice, saying in a high-pitched voice, "Seventh Prince, hurry up and change the charcoal box for the Third Prince."

Xiao Yanchen's hands were blue with cold, and he gripped the pen tightly in his hand: "I am not your servant, I will not go."

The tutor, who had just acted as if he hadn't heard anything, suddenly put down his book. His face darkened. "Seventh Prince, where have you learned your lessons? There's no respect for elders, no order of seniority. Do you have any sense of hierarchy?"

Xiao Yanchen looked at the teacher in silence. If it had been a while ago, he might have been sad.

But now, he can't do it at all.

The Master and his brothers simply didn't like him, no matter how obedient he was, they wouldn't like him for no reason.

He could understand, because Xiao Xizi was kind to him for no reason at all.

"Go, change the Third Prince's charcoal box." The teacher frowned as he walked up to Xiao Yanchen.

Xiao Yanchen kept his head down, doing his homework without saying a word.

He's not going.

When the teacher saw that Xiao Yanchen remained silent, his expression became even more unpleasant.

Just then, an inkstone suddenly slammed down, and the ink splattered onto the rice paper, completely ruining the writing on Xiao Yanchen's homework.

"Sorry, Seventh Brother." The Third Prince's face was full of smugness. "My hand slipped."

The ink flowed along the grain of the rice paper. Xiao Yanchen stared intently at the black blot on the page, his eyes red and swollen. He gritted his teeth, trying not to let the tears fall.

Half an hour later.

The teacher, holding a ruler, began to examine the prince's studies.

He walked up to Xiao Yanchen expressionlessly, looked at the paper soaked in ink, and said, "Your studies are not finished. Hold out your hand."

Xiao Yanchen lowered his head and silently extended his hands, which were red from the cold.

"Snap—"

The mahogany ruler struck his palm hard, instantly drawing blood. Xiao Yanchen gritted his teeth, not uttering a single groan.

"Slap! Slap!"

After ten strokes of the ruler, Xiao Yanchen's palms were swollen from the beating.

The prince beside him kept sneering.

Xiao Yanchen lowered his eyes, his gaze somewhat unfocused.

Why does everyone have to bully him?

Hearing the teacher lecturing to the Third Prince, he looked up slightly. The teacher, who had been expressionless just moments before, was now much gentler.

Xiao Yanchen's gaze lingered on the hand that the teacher had just used to hit him. The skin on the back of the teacher's hand was very thin, and the veins looked like earthworms.

Xiao Yanchen stared at the throbbing blue veins, and suddenly felt a spasm in his stomach.

He will be beaten to death by the Master.

Just then, the quiet atmosphere in the Imperial Study was broken by a series of orderly footsteps.

"By imperial decree, Consort Shu, the Third Prince's close attendant, Xiao Shunzi, has been found to have encouraged his master to indulge in frivolous pursuits and neglect his duties. He is to be sent to the Censorate for severe interrogation!"

Eunuch Liu was expressionless, carrying a bloody aura unique to the Censorate, while the eunuch beside him carried an iron lock.

The air fell silent instantly.

The incident where the Third Prince bullied Xiao Yanchen and was beaten up by Xiao Yanchen is something the Consort Gui often brings up to mock Consort Shu, causing Consort Shu to lose face during this period.

Later, Consort Shu realized that since Ruhui Palace was so far away, why would the Third Prince always go there?

The investigation led them to Xiao Shunzi.

When the late Empress was still alive, Xiao Shunzi was punished by the Empress for stealing, so he harbored resentment.

After he was transferred to the Third Prince's side, he would often urge the Third Prince to go find the Seventh Prince.

Consort Shu was furious when she learned of this. Her son had been used by a eunuch. She immediately ordered the Imperial Prison to arrest him.

"Your Highness, save me! Your Highness!"

Xiao Shunzi was so frightened that he immediately hugged the Third Prince's leg, crying his eyes out and trembling uncontrollably.

Xiao Yanchen didn't look up; he was still catching up on his studies.

Just then, he felt someone poking his back.

Xiao Yanchen was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned his head to look. When he saw who was next to him, his eyes lit up.

Xiao Xizi!

He almost called out her name, but in the end he didn't; he just stared at her with wide eyes.

Ji Chaoxi stood at the back of the group from the Censorate, wearing the Censorate's hat and holding an iron chain in her hand with a serious expression.

He secretly tugged at her sleeve and gave it a little pull.

Ji Chaoxi threw the hand warmer she was holding at him, but Xiao Yanchen refused to take it and stuffed it back into her hands. He shifted his position uneasily, wanting to get closer to her.

"Your Highness! Your Highness! Please save this servant!" Xiao Shunzi cried and shouted, tears streaming down his face.

"Your Highness, this servant has been by your side for so long..."

The other princes watched the spectacle from the sidelines.

Upon hearing that it was his mother who had ordered the Imperial Prison to arrest the person, the Third Prince dared not speak. He kicked aside Xiao Shunzi beside him and said impatiently, "Just go when your mother tells you to."

"Your Highness...Your Highness! This servant cannot go, I will die if I go!"

Xiao Yanchen secretly hooked his little finger with Ji Chaoxi's under the table, and all the grievances in his heart vanished.

Just then, he noticed a strange gaze.

Xiao Yanchen followed the gaze and saw that the Second Prince was looking at Xiao Xizi. He didn't say anything, but his eyes were full of interest.

Xiao Yanchen froze, instinctively glancing at Ji Chaoxi beside him. She was excitedly holding an iron chain, ready to tie someone up at any moment.

"Master, then this old servant will take his leave now." Eunuch Liu said with a smile to the Master.

Xiao Shunzi was dragged away by the people from the Censorate, his wails echoing throughout the Imperial Study.

Xiao Yanchen looked at the Second Prince and found that his gaze was still fixed on Xiao Xizi's back.

Xiao Yanchen lowered his eyes and tightened his grip on the pen.

The night wind blew in through the window, the red walls were somewhat mottled, the dim light only shone on the table, and the smell of ointment filled the room.

The room was quiet; the only sounds were the faint rustling of the wind and Ji Chaoxi sniffing.

Xiao Yanchen stretched his hand out to Ji Chaoxi, his eyes wet as he stared at her, trying to trace her outline in the candlelight.

"Xiao Xizi... hiss..."

When the ointment touched the wound on his palm, Xiao Yanchen's face paled slightly. He gently leaned on Ji Chaoxi's shoulder, his voice sounding somewhat aggrieved.

He didn't want to go to the Imperial Study anymore, and he didn't want to be with those people, but this wouldn't work.

"This teacher is even worse than me." Ji Chaoxi frowned as she carefully applied medicine to Xiao Yanchen.

Xiao Yanchen held onto Ji Chaoxi's sleeve with his other hand, his eyes filled with conflict; he was still very concerned about what had happened that afternoon.

"Little Xizi, do you know my second brother?" Xiao Yanchen asked in a low voice.

Ji Chaoxi thought for a moment: "I don't know him. I've only met him once or twice."

"Little Xizi, my second brother is really mean to me." Xiao Yanchen's eyes reddened. "Please don't play with him anymore, okay..."

Seeing Xiao Yanchen's teary-eyed look, Ji Chaoxi said righteously, "I won't play with him! I'd rather beat him up!"

Xiao Yanchen looked at Ji Chaoxi pitifully: "Little Xizi, please don't hit Second Brother, just hit me, okay? I don't want you to hit anyone else..."

He didn't want anyone to get close to Xiao Xizi.

Ji Chaoxi sighed, feigning maturity, "Well, kids are such a hassle."

Xiao Yanchen happily hugged Ji Chaoxi's hand.

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