Chapter 16
The Tyrant Father's Pampered Daughter
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Some officials had objections and did not support the young Ye Siming to go to school with the little princess.
A large part of the reason was that the state school was where the young ladies and young masters from prestigious families in the Great Qi attended school.
Unlike the private schools, studying at the state school was a representation of oneâs identity and status.
The children who could study here varied from three to twelve years old.
Other than being introduced to studies in name, there was a greater purpose of getting to know other people from prestigious families.
It was so that the children could have their own connections and have a circle amongst those in the upper circle right from the very start.
As for the officials who opposed having Ye Siming entering the school, many of them had children studying there.
They had all witnessed the young Ye Simingâs astonishing explosive powers and attacking abilities.
If he were to be allowed to go to the state school, wouldnât it be placing dangers right by their side?
However, General Bai Yi gave his guarantee.
âSiming is already eight years old and itâs a good time for him to start studying. Otherwise, it might end up being too late.â
After the emperor, Gu Yihan, gave it some serious thought.
He felt that it was true that Ye Siming was a good candidate for the princessâs guard.
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As long as Bai Yi could nurture him well, there wasnât a need to be worried that heâd kill.
Gu Yihan even instructed General Bai Yi, âIt actually didnât matter to hurt others. The most important thing is to protect our Nuonuo well.â
Everyone broke out into a sweat, wanting to object. However, they could only keep quiet before the tyrant emperorâs ferociousness.
Gu Yihan made the call on this matter and everyone lost any room to say anything further.
It was thus decided for Princess Yaoguang Gu Nuoâer and the young Ye Siming to start school in February when spring came.
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10 October, afternoon.
In the inner room of Noble Consort Qiaoâs Qiushui Palace, there was a lingering fragrance and draping thick curtains.
On the wide yellow rosewood bed with beautiful engravings, a fair and chubby child was sleeping.
Gu Nuoâer seemed to have eaten something delicious in her dreams and her little mouth was moving very slightly.
Her pink lips were wet by the glistening saliva and became even more crystalline, like two small peach blossom petals.
The childâs fair and chubby claws were clenched into milky fists. Her black soft hair stuck to her snow-white skin, making her look quiet and obedient.
Suddenlyâ¦
A crisp âpaâ sound rang out from outside.
Next was Noble Consort Qiaoâs soft voice.
Gu Nuoâer usually would never wake up if she didnât get enough sleep.
But this time around, she slowly opened her misty eyes.
Her two black eyes were like a pair of big grapes. As her long lashes fluttered, her sleepiness was driven away and her eyes shone with an intelligent glow.
Gu Nuoâer put out her fair and chubby arms, stretching herself.
She then sat up on the bed like a standing white bun.
The ground heating system made the room very warm and her cheeks were flushed.
She got off the bed and slowly walked toward the front hall.
She planned on searching for the source where the voices were coming from.
She had just walked to the screen in the corner when she heard her mother lecturing someone.
Noble Consort Qiaoâs eyes were big and she was very beautiful.
She sat upright in her chair and looked down at the palace maid kneeling on the ground with a sharp gaze.
Gu Nuoâer gently held onto the screen and looked out with her big eyes.
The palace maid kneeling on the ground was the Empressâs personal maidservant, Cailuan.
At this moment, she was covering her face and half-kneeling on the ground, crying.
Noble Consort Qiao was wearing a red rubellite ring on her fair hand.
She stroked her hair on her temples and said in a heartless tone, âCailuan, the Empress saved you from the Laundry Bureau because she saw that you were pitiful and bullied.
The Empress gave you a place to stay and even taught you to read and write. It has only been three years since Her Majesty has gotten sick, but you already canât wait to climb into His Majestyâs bed?â