Chapter 1575: 761 Assists Little Bun (Second Update)_3
Monarch: “Hmph!”
The Little Princess continued to pester him, unleashing her invincible charm offensive: “Uncle, I like you the best.”
Monarch: “Humph!”
The one who liked her uncle best was suddenly drawn to several small bamboo tubes in the monarch’s hands: “Eh? What’s this?”
The bamboo tubes looked even more appealing than her uncle.
Monarch: “…”
The little miss’s eyes opened wide, and her mouth hung open too, saliva almost dribbling out.
She rembered the bamboo tube rice they had eaten that night, personally made by the teachers with honey dates and red beans, fragrant and sticky, delectable without being cloying.
The Monarch looked at her waterfall of drool and twitched the corners of his mouth: “It’s an examination question, not food.”
The little one decisively distanced herself from the examination question.
She straightened up her small fra and declared solemnly, “I don’t want to take a test!”
The Monarch found it both exasperating and amusing, “It’s not for you, it’s for your teachers.”
Six people, six questions, each with different tasks, and they did not know about each other’s tasks, which would lead to disparities in the information they held.
They wouldn’t even know how they lost.
This wasn’t a simple three-hundred-mile horse ride; it was a strategic competition.
The first to reach the destination might not necessarily be the one who advanced; the key to victory was who could grasp all the information first.
Unfortunately, none would think on this level.
They would only rush continuously, racing to reach the destination at all costs.
The Monarch thought himself a genius for coming up with such a challenging examination chanism.
Teachers’ examination questions? The Little Princess counted her tiny fingers and her eyes spun around.
In a babyish voice, she said, “Uncle, I need to poop!”
The Monarch frowned, “Now? We’ve already left the National Master Hall.”
“I can’t hold it anymore!” she said fiercely, holding her breath until her little face turned red.
“Don’t be naughty and lie just to have so fun.”
No sooner had he spoken when the Little Princess turned into an indignant little chick: “I am not! I’m not doing this for fun! Uncle, you’re wronging ! I feel so upset!”
The Monarch paused, taken aback by the little one looking so grievously wronged it tugged at his heartstrings.
He cleared his throat and said to Zhang Dequan, “Let’s return to the National Master Hall first.”
“Ah… Right,” Zhang Dequan complied, and directed the coachman to steer the carriage back to the National Master Hall.
The Little Princess lifted her small chin, demanding, “I want to go to the Qilin Hall to poop.”
The Monarch glared, “And you still say you don’t want to play.”
The Little Princess argued confidently, “The Qilin Hall has a small toilet.”
Monarch: “…”
You certainly have a lot of requests.
The Monarch stopped the carriage outside the Qilin Hall.
“I’m going to take a long, long ti.”
“If you want to play, just say so.”
“I’m not.”
Monarch: “Zhang Dequan.”
Little Princess: “I want Uncle to accompany .”
The Monarch stashed the small bamboo tubes in the hidden compartnt of the carriage and took the Little Princess’s hand to step down from the carriage.
“I forgot sothing, I will get it myself!” She scrambled up into the carriage, stealthily opened the hidden compartnt, and tucked the bamboo tubes into her schoolbag.
Monarch: “What do you need your schoolbag for going to the lavatory?”
Little Princess: “I have sothing for Jingkong.”
“You just want to play,” the Monarch said as he led her into the Qilin Palace, “Can’t I see through you?”
The Greeting Room of Qilin Palace was clean and tidy, unlike ordinary privies.
Reaching the entrance, the Little Princess held out a small hand to the Monarch, gesturing for him to stop, “Okay, I can go by myself, Uncle, wait here for !”
The Monarch was caught between laughter and tears.
Once the Little Princess entered the Greeting Room, she locked the door, stepped on a small stool, climbed onto the windowsill, and whispered, “Xiaojiu, Xiaojiu.”
Xiaojiu flapped her wings and flew over.
The Little Princess poured out the six examination questions with a rustle.
“Oh dear, there’s so many, which one is the teacher’s? I, I can’t read, I’ll…I’ll just take them all!”
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