The villain prince is three and a half years old

The villain prince is three and a half years old

Author: The warm wind and the slow sun

Summary:

Summary:

After completing "The Prince Training Plan", Xia Jing traveled to the Ning Dynasty in the game and was reincarnated as the ninth prince.

The ninth prince is only three and a half years old. His mother's family has lost power, and his mother has fallen out of favor. He is a marginalized and invisible person.

Good news, the biological mother turned evil two years later, tore apart all the concubines, took the throne in the palace, and became the mother of the country. In the end, she took advantage of the dynasty's weakness, deposed the prince and killed the emperor, becoming the first female emperor of the Ning Dynasty!

Bad news, the reason for his darkening is that he died.

Chapter 1 Prince Ning

Xia Jing raised his head, and saw beautiful women everywhere, and heard chirping in his ears. The smell of powder and incense mingled together, assaulting his sense of smell.

Everything was so unfamiliar, whether it was the quaint rooms or the women in palace dresses, there was no trace of them in my memory.

What's going on? What's the point of this?

He sat up from the chaise longue and felt his body was exceptionally light. Looking down, he saw thin arms and legs, and he was wearing an ancient cotton robe.

Then he looked at the bronze mirror beside him. It reflected the face of a boy, about three or four years old, with red lips and white teeth, eyes as bright as lacquer, so cute that he seemed beyond human, though his eyes were a little dull.

Anyone who goes from a modern adult to an ancient child will have to stay like this for a while.

He remained calm, pretending to be still unconscious, listening carefully to the women's conversation and quickly piecing together the current situation.

Incredible, incredible.

There are two terrible things. One is sighing about his identity, and the other is sighing about his current situation. One is good, and the other is bad.

He is the ninth prince of the current dynasty, and this is the residence of Rongpin, the mother of the eighth prince.

Yesterday, Concubine Rong lost a red jade hairpin, and the Eighth Prince reported it, saying that he, the Ninth Prince, had stolen the hairpin.

Early in the morning, as soon as the palace was opened, Concubine Rong sent people to break into the Ninth Prince's residence and capture him for interrogation.

Children of three or four years old are at the age when they take a nap anywhere. He fell asleep before she asked him a few questions. Rongpin could only ask the nanny beside him instead.

The nanny, surnamed Jin, knelt on the ground. She testified that the Ninth Prince had indeed been playing nearby yesterday and had been lost for a while. It was unclear whether he had come to Rongpin's palace.

With the testimony of the nanny and the accusation of the Eighth Prince, Concubine Rong quickly convicted Xia Jing. He was only three years old, so the crime could not be attributed to him. It was his mother, Concubine Xiao, who was to be punished.

The palace maid was dressing up Concubine Rong, and once her hair was done, it was time to question her.

Xia Jing thought, Rongpin, Xiao Zhaoyi... seemed familiar.

But now is not the time to think about that.

Theft is a big deal. Even if he is only three years old, even if he is a prince, it is very troublesome to be involved in this crime. It may even be recorded in history books. When future generations read it, they will find that he is the most thieving prince.

His adoptive mother would be severely punished, and might even lose her position as Zhaoyi and be demoted to Jieyushi.

The bigger problem is that he has no memory of what happened before, and he himself doesn't know whether he stole the hairpin or not!

The most urgent task is to determine the truth.

He looked at the little boy beside him.

That was the eighth prince Ning Chengrui, who was three years older than him and had a chubby build. At this moment, he raised his eyebrows and looked very proud.

He met Xia Jing's gaze and laughed wildly: "You're done! You stole my mother's hairpin. I'm going to slap you in the face and throw your whole family into the well!"

The palace maid beside him quickly covered his mouth.

Xia Jing sighed inwardly. This child was as fierce as he looked. Apart from anything else, his entire family included them, mother and son, and the old emperor.

Maybe we can get some information from him.

Xia Jing had an idea.

He widened his eyes, pretending to be puzzled, and asked in a baby voice, "Did I steal the hairpin?"

"That's right, you were the one who stole the hairpin!" Ning Chengrui pushed away the palace maid's hand and pointed at Xia Jing's nose.

He raised his other hand and clenched it into a fist, ready to strike down if Xia Jing denied it.

"Oh." Xia Jing nodded obediently.

Ning Chengrui was stunned, his arrogance turning into shock, and he hesitated to speak. Why did you agree to this?

Seeing Ning Chengrui's reaction, Xia Jing felt relieved.

I didn't steal the hairpin.

If he had stolen it, Ning Chengrui could be happy or angry when he heard him admit it, but he should not be shocked.

He sighed again, saying that this was indeed an imperial family, a child this young could falsely accuse his brother.

Xia Jing recalled the process by which Rongpin convicted him, and reviewed the testimonies from all parties. He thought to himself that this false accusation was so low-level, full of loopholes, and so stupid.

If it weren't for the two witnesses, one was the Eighth Prince and the other was the nanny beside him, he would never have been implicated.

The Eighth Prince had deliberately framed him, so what was Nanny Jin thinking? Although she hadn't directly accused him, her testimony had given him a false alibi.

Xia Jing glanced at the old woman on the ground. She had her forehead lowered to the ground and her expression could not be seen.

Putting aside the matter of Nanny Jin for the moment, he thought of three or four angles that could clear himself.

But he couldn't clarify.

He is just a three-year-old child and should not have any logical or language skills.

Of course, if you really want to have it, you can have it, but it is hard to say whether he will be regarded as a child prodigy or as someone possessed by an evil spirit.

Even if he is regarded as a child prodigy, hey, a child prodigy is more deadly than someone possessed by an evil spirit!

His mother was only a Zhaoyi. If he became a child prodigy—was it because the water in the Imperial Garden wasn't deep enough, or the night wind wasn't cold enough? Would he still be alive?

Even if there is order in the harem and no one dies, some targeting within the rules is enough to make the mother and son suffer!

Fortunately, the Eighth Prince was a fool. Fortunately, this false accusation seemed to be just the Eighth Prince's plan.

He put on an innocent face, his eyes were clear and sparkling, and he asked Ning Chengrui softly:

"What kind of hairpin is that?"

"It's my mother's favorite hairpin, made of red jade, and it's in the dressing box!" Ning Chengrui pointed at the dressing table. "I saw you run in with my own eyes, grab it, and run away!"

"Oh." Xia Jing nodded again.

He seemed curious about the dressing table. He climbed up, stood on the chaise longue, and tried to raise his neck to look over there.

Rongpin and the palace maids overheard the conversation between the two princes. When they saw Xia Jing raise his head and stand on tiptoe, they suddenly felt something was wrong.

The dressing table was not high, but not low either. The Ninth Prince could only see the top of the dressing table when he stood on the chaise longue.

The jewelry box containing the hairpins was at the very back of the dressing table, and it was impossible for a three-year-old child to reach it with his short arms.

Did he climb onto the stool and then onto the dressing table? Wasn't this too difficult for a three-year-old?

According to Ning Chengrui, the Ninth Prince took it and ran away, cleanly and neatly, and he didn't even have time to stop him.

The truth was out. Rongpin glared at Ning Chengrui, not because she was disgusted with his deception, but because she thought his lies were not clever enough.

Ning Chengrui didn't notice his mother's eyes. Seeing that she had finally tied her hair up, he held her hand.

"Mom, let's go teach them a lesson!" He couldn't wait to see how miserably Xia Jing and her son would be punished!

Rongpin pulled her hand back and glanced at Xia Jing: "Never mind, it's just a hairpin. If His Majesty hears about this, the punishment will be severe. The Ninth Prince is still young, so he will correct his behavior in the future."

"Your Majesty is merciful!" the palace maids flattered.

Xia Jing breathed a sigh of relief, this hurdle was finally over.

At this time, a palace maid turned her head to look at him with a sinister smile.

He felt something was wrong, and sure enough, the palace maid knelt in front of Concubine Rong.

She said, "It's just that we servants know that Your Majesty is kind, but outsiders don't. If you don't punish her, outsiders will think that Your Majesty is weak and look down on her!"

Hearing this, Xia Jing felt that something was wrong.

He jumped off the chaise longue and tried to run out. As soon as he landed, the maid who had spoken grabbed his shoulders.

"That makes sense. I am kindhearted and will just slap your palm ten times." Rongpin looked contemptuous.

Ten strokes of the hand and still be kind!

One palace maid went to find a ruler, while another palace maid held down the struggling Xia Jing and pried open his hands.

Xia Jing cursed inwardly. He had underestimated the moral standards of the harem. Concubine Rong and the palace maids already knew he hadn't stolen the hairpin, but instead of apologizing, they actually insisted on punishing him!

There were four rulers in total, made of different materials: white jade, ivory, green bamboo and rosewood. They were lined up in front of Rongpin. Rongpin took a look and chose the rosewood one.

Xia Jing cursed even more fiercely in his heart.

The type of ruler you choose determines how much force you will use when hitting.

White jade and ivory are ornamental and do not require force; bamboo is light, elastic, and has moderate force; rosewood is a hardwood, so you can use force without worry, and it hurts the most!

The palace maid raised the rosewood ruler and brought it down with a snap. Xia Jing felt a piercing pain and gritted his teeth. His delicate skin quickly turned red.

The eighth prince Ning Chengrui clapped his hands and jumped for joy, cheering continuously.

After five hits, the palace maid raised her hand again.

"Stop!" Rongpin said suddenly.

This isn't a change of heart, but a new bad idea.

"Send the ruler and the Ninth Prince to Xiao Zhaoyi's palace and let her continue with the remaining five strokes." Rongpin's smiling eyes were like a wolf's.

What a vicious and cruel person! He actually forced a mother to beat her child!

"Your Majesty is wise!" The palace maid laughed cunningly.

One of them held Xia Jing in his arms, the other held a ruler, and they went to Jingyixuan, Xiao Zhaoyi's residence.

"No, why should I let others beat me? I want to fight too!" Ning Chengrui made a fuss and was hugged by the palace maid.

Xia Jing raised his eyes, swept across the faces of Ning Chengrui and Rongpin, and memorized those two faces in his mind.

A gentleman's revenge takes ten years - it's too late. Once he becomes familiar with the situation in the harem, he will make this mother and son pay the price!

Being three years old is both a disadvantage and an advantage.

The harem is a golden cage filled with lonely birds. With his emotional intelligence gained from years of experience in society and this lovely body, is he still afraid of not being able to deceive helpers?

The concubine who lost her child, the lonely queen mother, the prince who lacked recognition... they were all hungry Pokémon waiting for him to capture them with the Poké Ball.

Just like the "Prince Training Plan" he played before he traveled through time.

Wait, Concubine Rong, Concubine Xiao, Ning Xia Jing, Ning Chengrui... Aren’t these the characters in “The Prince Training Program”?

Chapter 2 So exciting?

After passing the screen wall, you will reach the main gate of the palace. Outside the gate is a road paved with bluestone slabs, with towering red walls on both sides.

Two palace maids, one holding Xia Jing and the other holding a ruler, hurried out. Outside the door, two figures hurried in.

The two groups barely stopped, almost bumping into each other, and looked at each other.

Xia Jing looked up. Opposite him were two women, a master and a servant, both looking hurried and worried.

The master's woman raised her eyebrows and looked at Xia Jing in the palace maid's arms. The sadness on her face disappeared in an instant, and her whole face was radiant and moving.

She wore no makeup, and her fair skin had a sickly, bloodless quality.

Normally, such a face should appear dull, but the woman is different. Her sickly appearance does not hide her beauty at all. Her whole face is like a crabapple flower blooming in the cold spring, standing proudly and majestically, overwhelming everyone.

Xia Jing looked for a moment and figured out the secret: it was those beautiful peach blossom eyes, emitting a bright spring light.

The woman smiled, the vibrant spring spirit dispelling the chill of late autumn. The two palace maids were stunned and let her carry Xia Jing away.

"Master, please be careful. I'll come and hold the young master!" The maid next to the woman took Xia Jing.

Xia Jing's eyes swept across the faces of the master and servant, and compared them with those in the game, they were indeed somewhat similar.

Real people are more vivid and more beautiful than the 3D models in the game.