The world is broken, the cubs mend it

At the child's kind invitation, Pei Zhiyan took a symbolic bite.

I didn't dare eat too much, for fear that she would cry again.

Yuanyuan didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing that he didn't like candy, she ate all of it by herself.

The sugar man is very sweet and is a good snack in such an environment.

When the child was not making a fuss, he was very well behaved. He sat quietly on the cushion and ate the snacks sent from the imperial kitchen.

Pei Zhiyan looked at her for a moment, then concentrated on studying the contents of the bamboo slips.

squeak--

The sound of a mouse suddenly appeared in the quiet house. He keenly identified the direction and looked towards the child's location.

Under the low table used to place cakes there lay a mouse, about the size of an egg, eating the cake crumbs that the child had dropped.

Pei Zhiyan twisted a silver needle on his fingertips and circulated his internal energy to send the mouse to heaven.

Unexpectedly, the child suddenly broke off a small piece of cake and threw it under the table to feed the mouse.

The mouse was also smart. It just squatted at her feet, called out when it finished eating, and wouldn't get too close to her.

"..."

Pei Zhiyan put down the hand holding the silver needle, intending to take action when the child was not around.

Rats carry plague, and if you are accidentally bitten by one, the consequences can be disastrous.

This mouse was found by Yuanyuan yesterday. It is small and very obedient, but it looks a bit ugly with a hairless tail.

She named the mouse: Little Gray

After eating and drinking, Xiao Hui slipped away.

Pei Zhiyan noted the direction of the mouse and planned to kill it tonight.

At night, the child followed him back to the bedroom and crawled inside to lie down.

"It's not hot anymore. You should go back to your room and sleep. Why are you huddled with me?"

Pei Zhiyan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the child curled up in the quilt, his tone quite helpless.

Children from wealthy and powerful families all sleep in separate rooms from their parents and are taken care of by maids and wet nurses.

When they grow up a little, they have to move out of their parents' yard and live on their own.

He was a eunuch, and she lived with him. If this got out, it would affect her reputation.

"I want to sleep with Daddy..."

Yuanyuan clutched the quilt in her little hands. She felt very safe sleeping here.

"I told you not to call me dad, call me Palm Seal."

"Palm Seal Dad!"

"..."

Pei Zhiyan was powerless to correct her insistence on calling him dad.

The original intention was to send her back to her room to sleep, but somehow it turned into telling her a story.

The child said he couldn't sleep, and came over with his round eyes to look at the book in his hand.

Pei Zhiyan loved to study objects and literary classics left over from previous dynasties. When he was young, he also dreamed of passing the imperial examinations.

Seeing that the child was interested, he told her some strange stories from the previous dynasty, most of which were ghost stories circulated among the people.

Yuanyuan was very interested in what he said about monsters and ghosts. The more she listened, the wider her eyes opened, as if she was injected with chicken blood.

"Go to sleep, and listen to the rest tomorrow."

The sound of the night watchman's beating came from the palace road, it was already midnight.

"One more story and I'll go to sleep."

Yuanyuan raised a finger, her bargaining skills had been perfected to perfection.

The biggest lie a child can tell is to only listen to one, and this time Pei Zhiyan was fooled by her three times in a row.

It's really a one-time failure.

Facing a child who is rolling around on the bed, pulling at his own clothes and yelling for one last story.

Pei Zhiyan decided to give her a strong dose of medicine and started reading the ancient book in his hand.

The effects of a dull anthology and a vivid ghost story are two completely different extremes.

After a while, Yuanyuan felt dizzy and fell asleep in a daze.

When the court was held at the hour of Mao, Pei Zhiyan stood in front of the hall wearing the dragon robe bestowed by the emperor.

The emperor's eyes were dark and blue, and he slumped lazily in the dragon throne, as if all his energy had been sucked out and only a shell remained.

The day before yesterday, Governor Qian and his entire family were massacred. Officials from many departments jointly wrote a letter to the emperor requesting that Pei Zhiyan be imprisoned, interrogated, and dealt with according to the law in order to uphold the country's law.

All the memorials were rejected. Knowing that they were useless, they still persisted and fulfilled their duty as subjects.

"Retreat!"

Following Pei Zhiyan's cold voice, all the officials left dejectedly and returned to their respective positions to take up their duties.

After the morning court session ended, Pei Zhiyan rode out of the palace and went to a street shop to buy some candied fruits and sugar figurines.

I promised to provide the children with some yesterday.

Everyone in the capital city knew his identity, and his white hair at a young age was his hallmark.

The stall owner looked at him with fear in his eyes and was trembling all over as he handed him the candied fruit.

In the eyes of the people, he is a murderous demon who might lose his head if he is not careful.

"how much is it?"

"Sir, no...no money."

"..."

Pei Zhiyan took out some change and placed it on the stall, then turned around and left with the candied fruit.

I told my child the story of the dragon last night, and he asked the vendor to draw a sugar painting with a dragon pattern on it.

When we returned to Wangyue Tower, the child had just woken up and Caizhi was serving her meal in the yard.

"Daddy!"

Yuanyuan saw the sugar painting in his hand and her eyes lit up instantly.

The dragon-shaped sugar painting is bigger than the rabbit and looks majestic.

"eat first!"

Pei Zhiyan touched her head, handed her the sugar painting, and put the candied fruit in the cabinet.

It’s not good for children to eat too much sweets, as it can damage their teeth. Save it for her in two days.

He had spent so much time telling stories last night that he had forgotten about the mouse.

The rat somehow managed to get to the first floor, and when Wu Xian came to report to him, he happened to see it jumping under the desk and crushed it to death with one kick.

While washing up in the morning, Yuanyuan introduced her new pet Xiaohui to Caizhi and said she would show it to her when she had time.

Caizhi naturally didn't believe that there was such an obedient mouse and thought she was just joking.

Seeing that Caizhi didn't believe it, she went into the house to find her father, pulled his finger and asked him to accompany her to catch Xiaohui.

"Is this the mouse the girl is talking about?"

Wu Xian raised his foot and pointed at the mouse's body that had been trampled into pieces on the ground. The martial artist's leg strength was too much for the young mouse to withstand.

"..."

Pei Zhiyan was just about to ask him to get rid of the mouse when the child rushed in.

After spending a few days together, Wu Xian also included Yuanyuan in his circle.

He is always straightforward with his own people. He does what he says and does not try to hide it.

Yuanyuan walked to his feet and squatted, looking at him carefully for a moment with her hands in her pockets, then shook her head at him.

"This is not my mouse. My mouse has a round belly, not this flat."

As she spoke, she gestured with her hands to indicate that the mouse picture was not her Xiao Hui.

"Is there a possibility that it was done by me..."

Before Wu Xian could finish his words, he was glared at.

"I'll take you to find..."

Pei Zhiyan followed her upstairs and signaled Wu Xian to throw away the rat's body quickly.

When she comes to her senses and finds out the mouse is dead, I wonder how she will cry and make a fuss.

Yuanyuan walked around the second floor but couldn't find any trace of Xiaohui.

"Daddy, could that squashed mouse just now be Xiao Hui?"

The silly child finally reacted and looked up at him pitifully.

"No, mice are active at night. They sleep during the day and may come out at night."

"Really?"

"Um…"

Pei Zhiyan looked at her with a normal expression, and no one could see any flaws.