"Dastard, the prince is going to the study, you think this is the street, you can just go wherever you want!" Wei Zheng scolded the tea servant Little Jiu uncontrollably.
For a moment, the murderous aura almost slashed across Xiao Yunzhou's neck. Cold sweat oozed out from under Xiao Yunzhou's robe.
"Your Majesty, Concubine Liu seeks an audience, saying that Princess Chuchu has been crying incessantly," the guard outside reported.
Xiao Yunzhou immediately stood up.
His daughter must have learned something, a decree from the Immortal Realm!
"Princess Chuchu has never cried so much since her birth..." Before Concubine Liu was allowed in, she was talking to the Imperial Guards at the door.
"Let her in quickly," Xiao Yunzhou said urgently.
It's likely that he, the mortal emperor, is on the verge of annihilation, which is why the reincarnated fairy princess is crying inconsolably.
Before he could finish, he heard his daughter's wailing from outside.
A father-daughter bond, indeed.
In an instant, Xiao Yunzhou felt as if he heard his daughter's cries tearing at his heart, each cry causing him pain.
And he also instantly read his daughter's plea for help woven into her wails.
[Woo woo, there's no other way. I can only cry loudly so Mother can bring me to the study!]
[Woo, something serious has happened, the assassin's progress of being converted could be reset to zero in an instant!]
[What are you doing, Father Emperor? No, I have to stop it! I have to cry to stop it!]
Xiao Yunzhou was dumbfounded.
He looked incredulously at the martial arts master Little Jiu, standing before the imperial desk.
Progress of being converted reset to zero?
Xiao Yunzhou was bewildered.
What just happened?
He merely saw Little Jiu's sincere answer and asked in surprise, which angered him?
"You wooden thing, get out! If you upset Princess Chuchu again, not even a hundred deaths could atone for your crime."
Xiao Yunzhou looked over and saw Wei Zheng scolding this martial arts master Little Jiu once more.
In an instant, Xiao Yunzhou nearly lost his soul.
"With your dull demeanor, not knowing how to be flexible, you still want to serve tea in the prince's study room? I've never seen you make progress either!" Wei Zheng scolded fiercely.
[Ah, the progress of being converted has dropped to 0 again!]
Princess Chuchu exclaimed in her heart, forgetting her wails.
Xiao Yunzhou's face stiffened, his forehead beaded with sweat, and he slammed the table, "Wei Zheng!"
"Insolence! Before I or Concubine Liu could speak, you're scolding someone here."
Wei Zheng opened his mouth.
Little Jiu looked over, but his gaze was obscure and unclear.
Chuchu whimpered, [The progress of being converted is back to 90%, no, it dropped to 0 again.]
[Ah, it's back to 90%, woo it dropped to 0 again.]
[It's fluctuating back and forth.]
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Fiction HistoriqueNOT MY WORK, NOR MY TRANSLATION! For Offline Reading Only The Princess's Inner Thoughts Were Overheard by Her Emperor Father Author(s) 红豆煮水 Status: Completed Chapter 1- Chapter 234