Chapter 4 — Fake Dark Guard and Sister Get Promotion

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The type of jade extract made from the snow lotus of the Thien Son mountain that the Crown Princess gave was truly a good thing - as soon as the bottle was opened, a strange fragrance spread throughout the room. But she was so stingy that she only gave me three tiny jars the size of a knuckle.

“This little!” — I pouted and lamented.

The lady who brought the reward made her eyes widen in disbelief:

"You think this is lard, do you think it should be a whole jar? This is snow lotus! Even the Crown Princess only gets a small jar, almost all of it is divided among you, so you dare to complain about a little?"

Her saliva flew all over my face, I quickly hugged my head to avoid:

“If you don't give it, then stop it, why get angry!”

After the lady left, the Crown Prince rarely stopped by my room, but suddenly appeared. He picked up a tall jade bottle and brought it to his nose to smell it.

"You also have skills, the Crown Princess is so stingy and yet you managed to pry several bottles from her hand!"

He picked up two bottles and shook them in his hand:

"I'm also considered to have given you a helping hand, consider these two bottles as your gratitude. Anyway, you can't tell which is good and which is bad!"

My throat choked - what kind of Crown Prince is this? It's clearly bandits blocking the way to plunder!

“If the Crown Prince wants it, then just go to the Crown Princess to get it, why do you want to covet things that belong to the slaves?”

He smiled slightly, shaking his head:

"What do you know? If you want something from the Crown Princess, of course you have to exchange something else, which is very troublesome. As for you, it's different, just reward you with three carts of hooves and you're done!"

He conveniently stuffed two tall jade bottles into his sleeves and walked away leisurely:

"As compensation, I will allow your brother to be protected by your side from now on, so you two brothers and sisters can see each other every day."

Hey, is that called compensation? Who wants to meet with my brother every day? Besides eating all my hooves, he didn't bring me any benefits! Crown Prince, please come back to me!!!

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Later I discovered that the Crown Prince indeed has far-sighted eyes. Since my brother started protecting me closely, he has stopped me from being poisoned three times, nearly falling into the water five times, and nearly rolling down the steps countless times. Making him keep an eye out day and night, I'm afraid that if I'm careless for a moment, I will be harmed. Every day my brother complains about suffering, saying that being my bodyguard is more tiring than protecting the Crown Prince. At least on the Crown Prince's side, there's someone on duty, but on our side, he's the only one who has to bear the brunt. Even so, he ate countless of my pig's feet and did not dare to complain much. He even used the excuse that "staying up late affects his appearance" and asked for a bowl of peach sea cucumber fins to be delivered every day. It made the chef the Crown Princess gave me so tired that he cursed endlessly:

“In the past, serving the whole palace was not as tiring as serving you alone!”

I began to wonder - a girl with a beggar background like me, who exactly did she offend that someone wanted to take her life? My brother secretly whispered: he is the Crown Princess's person. After hearing this, I immediately took a breath of cold air - the Crown Princess is indeed stingy! I only asked her for a little reward, but she wanted to take my life! Waiting until the fish fins, sea cucumbers, and peaches that the Crown Princess gave were eaten up, my brother and I could only glare at each other.

"Or... should I go back to the ruined temple before and temporarily hide?" — My brother spoke up miserably.

“Yes If this continues, you're about to see our parents again first!”

Looking at his face becoming more and more emaciated, even though all kinds of nutrients still couldn't cover the dark blue-black circles under his eyes, I had to give up - well, keeping my life is more important! That night, my brother happily showed me all the dog holes that still existed in the Crown Prince's palace, so I could choose the shortest path closest to the temple to get out. After that, he continued to stay in my room pretending to guard it. Perhaps because he no longer had me as a "debt" by his side, he relaxed a lot, to the point of climbing into my bed and falling asleep - it was said that the snoring was so loud that it made the entire window frame vibrate. In the middle of the night, the secret guard's vigilant instincts finally woke my brother up. In his sleep, he felt a very heavy object pressing down on him. That black shadow was still touching his chest, muttering:

“Flat like this? Does the Crown Prince like that type of person?”

It wasn't until that person pulled out his sword that my brother realized something unusual happened. He roared angrily and jumped up like a wounded tiger:

“Damn it! I've lived all these years, and I've never been molested by a man like this!"

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Just as dawn broke, a group of ladies and servants rushed into my hospital with excited faces. They said that last night the Crown Princess's cousin went to the palace to pay a visit, got drunk and went to the wrong hospital. Someone vaguely saw him walking towards the back yard. A group of people who had prepared in advance said "offence", and confidently kicked in my door. Who would have thought that as soon as they entered, they were hit directly on the forehead by an object on their head! When that group of people clearly saw the object dangling from the rafters - a bloody body from the waist down - they immediately shouted, their voices trembling and distorted:

“Someone is dead!”

Actually, that younger brother wasn't dead, just that my older brother... removed all his "weapons". Previously, he had dreamed of becoming a eunuch, and had personally researched several different self-castration methods. Last night, my brother "dedicatedly" applied them all to that beast who crawled into bed in the middle of the night. After hearing the news, the Crown Princess was so frightened that her legs became weak, both angry and afraid. She originally planned to let this alcohol-obsessed cousin ruin my reputation, but unexpectedly it turned out to be the end! Her uncle's family has been single for three generations, now how can they talk to them?

“Hurry up and bring that scoundrel who doesn't know how high the sky and the earth are to this palace!”

My brother knew he was causing trouble, but he didn't dare let the Crown Prince know that he secretly let me out of the palace. Luckily, the last time's male disguise was still in my room. He quickly put it on. When he left, he didn't forget to stuff the two leftover mantau from last night's dinner into his chest. Last night, the demon cousin even criticized him... for being too "flat". When being escorted in front of the Crown Princess, my brother immediately knelt down on the ground, not daring to raise his head and not daring to utter a word. The more the Crown Princess looked, the angrier she became, and immediately ordered a twenty-fifth beating. My older brother was beaten every day while training at Dark Guard Camp, and his body had long since been transformed into iron skin and iron flesh. He secretly used his energy to protect his body, secretly thinking that after a few whippings, the Crown Princess would calm down, and then he would be able to quietly let the matter go. Each stick fell, bringing with it the sound of the wind, hitting him straight on the buttocks. He gritted his teeth and endured it, secretly feeling lucky. I was the one being beaten, but if it were me, a few lashes would have cost me my life. Suddenly, urgent footsteps were heard from behind:

"Stop! Who gave you the courage to attack the princess's people?"

“Ah… is the Crown Prince!” — The ladies and servants nearby immediately panicked.

The Crown Princess's face turned pale:

“Your Highness, I did not do it on purpose…”

The person holding the staff was so scared that his hands trembled and he immediately stopped, not daring to fight anymore. As for my brother, as soon as he heard the Crown Prince's voice, he immediately "appreciated". After all, it was his master who raised him, and his instinctive fear made him unable to restrain himself. He accidentally couldn't hold his breath, his already tense chest immediately collapsed, and two round, white, soft objects rolled out from the open hem of his shirt. Those two things, as if conscious, split into two directions - one rolling towards the feet of the Crown Princess, the other rolling straight towards the Crown Prince. Everyone present was stunned.