Chu Yun asked as she struggled to catch her breath. His eyes were as black as grapes and glistening like flowers. They were wide open, filled with tears, but did not fall.

Xiao Ting was speechless, this child cried whenever he wanted to, why didn't he go and put on an act?

Imperial Consort Xiao looked at the emperor. She knew nothing about this.

Imperial Consort Xiao looked at Xiao Ting again. Seeing sher lowered her head, he thought that she was sad and felt even more sorry for her niece.

If Ninth Prince was dead, he could still remarry, but for someone like her who was half dead, this niece of hers would be able to live for the rest of her life …

How could Xiao Ting be sad? She didn't dare look into Imperial Consort Xiao's eyes because she felt guilty.

Could she say that she could save Ninth Prince and let him be as lively as a dragon and as strong as a tiger?

Oh, what a nuisance.

The emperor and imperial concubine advised him for a long time, but Chu Yun still maintained a listless look. The two of them truly loved this niece of theirs from the bottom of their hearts, and there was nothing they could do about it.

Xiao Ting saw that this devilish brat was crying non-stop, making her feel extremely upset.

Not caring about where she was, he immediately rushed forward and grabbed onto the arm of the devilish brat, Chu Yun, and pulled her down from Imperial Consort Xiao's embrace.

He even muttered, "Devilish brat, if I don't beat you up today, you'll have to come to the house and tear apart the roof. It's not the emperor's fault that your father is sick, but the emperor and the Empress are also very upset. You ignorant brat, you still want to bother them? Isn't wanting your father a little too simple?"

Being spanked on the butt by her, Chu Yun was both embarrassed and angry on his face.

"At worst, I can just wait for your father to die and bring you back to your marriage. That will do."

Xiao Ting roared again after she finished her attack.

This time, Chu Yun understood and directly sat on the ground crying, shouting: "I don't want the stepmother, I don't want the stepfather … …"

Xiao Ting blushed with shame, then, in front of the and the Emperor's shocked eyes, she crouched down and explained: "About that, I was just saying it, if I don't find a stepfather for you, then it's fine, stop crying."

"I don't want a stepmother either." Chu Yun shouted to her.

"But your mother is dead."

"Then I still don't want a stepmother." Chu Yun wiped away her tears and cried.

"Then find the emperor and the imperial concubine to settle the score. They were the ones who bestowed the marriage. If I don't agree, I'm going to be beheaded."

Imperial Consort Xiao and Emperor who were sitting high up in the air were speechless.

"Then, then if you wake up my royal father, then I'll let you be my stepmother." Chu Yun decided to negotiate the second best thing to Xiao Ting.

Xiao Ting's eyes widened in anger, she sat on the ground with her legs crossed, and stared at her, "Then who will compensate me for my losses?"

Chu Yun's eyes lit up, sure enough, Uncle Xin Han did not lie to her, "natural son will pay you, tell me, how much do you want?"

Chu Yun said arrogantly, Xiao Ting despised her, "Do you have money?"

"You dare look down on natural son? Royal father said that Ninth Prince's Estate will be mine from now on."

Xiao Ting lightly snorted, "Your royal father is talking about the future, not the present. Furthermore, do you know how far the future will be? According to the rules, those things will be yours when your royal father dies. "

"Father will not die."

"That still depends on whether I save him or not." Now it was Xiao Ting's turn to be arrogant and spoiled, turning her head and ignoring her.

Chu Yun gritted her teeth and angrily glared at her. In the end, she was like a deflated ball as she scratched her head and said: "It's not a big deal, in the future natural son will listen to you, at least it's okay right?"

Xiao Ting cast a sidelong glance at her, revealing a pondering look, and then said after a long while: "Seems to be not bad, but words have no basis."

Chu Yun instantly stood out and looked at the emperor, "Huang Bo, Yun'er wants pen and paper."

The emperor who was in the middle of a fantasy suddenly jolted awake and waved his hand for people to get ready.

The servant brought out an ink stone and walked in. Chu Yun waved her hand and the servant placed the ink stone on the floor of the hall.

"Calligraphy."

Chu Yun sent the pen to Xiao Ting. Just as she was about to write, he suddenly remembered that she did not write well, so she returned the pen back to Chu Yun.

"In order to save your royal father, the I had to sacrifice a lot, so I have decided to name a few conditions. If you agree to it, we can write them down as evidence.

Chu Yun glared, just now there was only one condition, how could there be a few?

However, in order for her royal father to wake up early, she could only swallow her anger.

"Go ahead." Chu Yun gnashed her teeth.

"After Xiao Ting saved Ninth Prince, her rights as a Ninth Princess are as follows: Firstly, in the future, Chu Yun will listen to him."

Chu Yun thought of how she could sell her rights just like that, her heart bleeding.

"Second, the Ninth Prince does not allow wives, and no longer allow wives to take in concubines."

Although Chu Yun was groaning, this idea fit with her. She also didn't like her royal father marrying other women, so she might as well throw him out too.

"Thirdly, the Ninth Prince cannot have any dealings with other women."

"What do you mean by cheating?" Baby Chu asked while she was preparing to write.

"Eh …." Was she being uncivilized with words? Well, the child was too young to understand.

"You can just write it like this, your father will understand."

Chu Yun thought about it, in the end, she still remembered it down with the help of the palace maids.

"This is it!"

Chu Yun deeply felt that she had let her royal father down, but in order to save his life, it was worth it.

Xiao Ting thought left and right, and felt that this was the most important rule, "Fourth …"

"There's still a fourth?" "You …"

"What is it? It's fine if you don't agree. " Xiao Ting calmly looked at her fingernails, acting as if it didn't matter.

Chu Yun forced herself to hold her breath, sat down on the floor again, and leaned on the table as she continued writing, "What's number four?"

In order to maintain a position lower than their master, the palace maids beside them could only prostrate themselves on the ground and pray that they would hurry up!

Xiao Ting laughed, causing Chu Yun's hair to stand on end, the tip of her pen trembling.

"Fourth, if the relationship between the Ninth Prince and Xiao Ting breaks down and the relationship between the two parties breaks down, then Ninth Prince's Estate will belong to Xiao Ting, and the remaining wealth of both husband and wife will be divided equally."

The house was there, the car was there, he didn't want it anymore.

Hmm, he shouldn't be at a disadvantage now, right?

Xiao Ting's heart was calm, but Chu Yun, who heard her words, was so frightened that her hand trembled. A large chunk of ink fell to the ground, damaging this contract.

"You, you …"

"What did you say? Hurry up and write. This lady's mood is a bit unstable right now. Who knows, she might change her mind after turning around!"

Xiao Ting's attitude of 'I'll be arrogant, what can you do to me' caused Chu Yun to be so angry that she wanted to smash the brush along with the inkstone on her face.

Unfortunately, he only dared to think about it.

Chu Yun wrote it again on a piece of paper. Xiao Ting read it and laughed, as if she had already found out that the Ninth Prince's Estate belonged to her.

In the end, Xiao Ting allowed Chu Yun to copy another four copies. Chu Yun endured the biggest grievance of her life, and lowered her head to not look at that face that she hated the most.

After Xiao Ting had a look, she asked Chu Yun to seal the Yunshi's seal on each sheet, and then sign his name.

The emperor and the Imperial Consort Xiao watched the entire process, and only knew that Xiao Ting was playing with the child. After all, the first line of their so-called contract was something that only Chu Yun could decide, and the rest were all related to the Ninth Prince.

The emperor's little thief claws quietly reached to the Imperial Consort Xiao's small waist, gently pinching it, and said: "Your beloved concubine has foresight, your little niece sure has some tricks to deal with children."

Imperial Consort Xiao glared at him and slapped his hands away, saying, "Stop messing around, all the children are here!"

The emperor turned around and saw Xiao Ting pulling Chu Yun along, and she happily skipped over.

"Aunt, you and the emperor are going to be witnesses for Ting'er."

As he said that, he stuffed the four pieces of paper into Imperial Consort Xiao's arms, his face filled with anticipation.

Chu Yun also looked at them eagerly, as if she wanted them to sign their names quickly so that she could save his father.

Imperial Consort Xiao and the Emperor looked at each other. Imperial Consort Xiao was very straightforward, and allowed them to continue with their nonsense. She signed her name onto all four pieces of paper, and then, following Xiao Ting's instructions, she sealed her own finger marks on them.

However, who was the Emperor? Could he sign his holy name as he pleased?

What? He even needed to seal it?

Do you think this is an imperial edict?

What? Even a private seal is fine?

This … this personal seal was also the Emperor's seal. As long as he was the Emperor for one day, his words would be as clear as the sun. His Ninth Brother, he couldn't just sell him out like this!

Xiao Ting looked at Chu Yun.

Chu Yun immediately stepped forward, held onto the emperor's leg, and said in a spoiled manner: "Huang Bo, you can agree to it. As long as Royal Father can wake up, it's this bad woman that will make Yun'er beg for food."

The emperor wanted to cry but had no tears to shed. I wasn't worried about you, I was just worried that my poor Ninth Brother, a man doesn't even have the right to take a wife or concubine. Seriously, seriously …

In the end, under Chu Yun's great request, the emperor still signed a seal in the end. After Xiao Ting carefully looked through it, she gave two of the seals to the emperor and the Imperial Consort Xiao. She then blinked her eyes and pretended to be pitiful: "Aunt must be well preserved, okay?

As for the Emperor, she didn't have the guts to say that.

Imperial Consort Xiao looked at her, at a loss of whether to laugh or cry, and could only accept.

Imperial Consort Xiao and the emperor looked at each other, looking at the black and white in their hands, they only felt that the future Ninth Prince's Estate would not be peaceful.

"My beloved concubine, I signed this for your sake. In the future when Ninth Brother comes looking for trouble with me, you have to explain it for me."

How could the Imperial Consort Xiao not know the thoughts of the people lying on the pillow? The Emperor was eager to see the liveliness of the Ninth Prince.

However, it was also true that the Ninth Prince had been this calm since young, as though he was a direct immortal. It was rare for him to be angry, but after that one time, he became even more indifferent.

"Your majesty, rest assured. It's just that last time, when the imperial concubine of the Pingyang Kingdom entered the palace, she was run over by the Ting'er. The two of them even had a conflict."

After the Lotus Blossom Meet, Xiao Ting had mentioned that a woman was with the Ninth Prince before. The Imperial Consort Xiao did not believe her initially, but when she found out that the woman was the Ping Yang Crown Princess, she felt a little uneasy.

"Why would she enter the palace?" The emperor was surprised at first, but then he thought of something and continued, "Perhaps Imperial Mother thought of her and summoned her back to the capital, so don't take it to heart. She has already left the capital and won't come back easily. After all, back then, it was her …"