Chapter 6: My Third Brother Who Developed a Love Brain

Chapter 6: My Third Brother, Who Only Grew a Love-Brain

Seeing her like this, Chu You felt moved and couldn't bear to make her worry. He was just about to speak, but someone was faster than him.

"Since you have an interest, I shall grant it. Go to the Ministry of Works for these few days."

【Father Emperor is wise, giving you a thumbs up!】

Hearing Yaoyao’s praise, Emperor Qixuan felt very comforted.

"This son obeys the decree."

Watching his cheap father just give a faint "hmm," Yaoyao scratched her hair in frustration.

【"Hmm" is all? You could at least offer some encouragement. You’re impossible to carry, truly impossible to carry.】

"You are very clever. Study diligently; I look forward to you creating something great."

Chu You’s eyes reddened with excitement. This was the first time his father had praised him alone, just him!

Although it might have been because of Yaoyao’s inner voice, he knew it was enough that his father had him, this son, in his heart.

His father was just... well, he just didn't know how to express himself.

"This son understands."

He would definitely not let his father and little sister Yaoyao down.

Watching the scene of a kind father and filial son, Yaoyao nodded in satisfaction, but... something felt off.

【System, did you forget something? Where is the reward? Where are my points?】

System: None.

【Why? Second Brother has already changed his track, hasn't his fate been changed?】

System: Uh... this change is not enough to be counted toward the total progress.

Chu Yaoyao:...

【Then you can log off.】

System: Current points are sufficient. Would you like to upgrade the system?

【How many points does an upgrade cost?】

System: Not many, only 30 points.

【Since the last lottery was empty five times, then this time...】

The system was excited now. Could it be?

Between upgrading the prize pool and five ten-pulls, Chu Yaoyao decisively chose—

【Of course, keep pulling! Who could be unlucky every single day?】

System: Does the host want to reconsider? The upgraded prize pool has very rich rewards, and there are new functions to unlock.

Chu Yaoyao turned her head, completely unmoved.

System: Alright, shall we start the draw?

Chu Yaoyao was just about to click confirm when a hand holding a Luban lock suddenly appeared in her line of sight. Following it, she met a pair of eyes filled with smiles.

"Little Sister Yaoyao, this is for you." Seeing she didn't react, Chu You smiled sheepishly.

"I don't have anything good, but I made this Luban lock myself. It’s a somewhat interesting little toy."

As he spoke, his voice grew quieter. "Otherwise, just..." forget it.

Before he could finish, his hand felt light; the Luban lock was taken away, and in its place, a piece of candy was put into his palm.

Chu Yaoyao grinned with her little mouth. "Thank you, Second Brother."

"For me?" Chu You asked blankly.

【Sigh, Second Brother is so pitiful. This palace is full of people who fawn over the powerful and trample the weak. A dignified prince, yet his food and clothing are actually being skimped on.】

Long before Chu You said he didn't have anything good, Emperor Qixuan had already clenched his fists. Now, Yaoyao’s inner voice was like adding oil to the fire. He cast a chilling glance at Su Maowen, who was standing to the side.

Head Eunuch Su raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. Which servant was it that dared to bully their master?

Even if the Second Prince wasn't favored, he was still a prince, a master. If they wanted to die, they shouldn't drag him into it!

Besides, it seemed the Emperor still valued the Second Prince quite a bit.

"Su Maowen! Arrange for someone to escort the Second Prince back."

Head Eunuch Su bowed and responded, "Yes."

The Emperor was establishing authority for the Second Prince; he had to pick some clever ones.

"Greetings, Father Emperor!"

Before the person arrived, his voice came first. The next moment, a youth in an indigo cloud-patterned robe ran in.

The person who arrived was Chu Yao, who had just returned from the Imperial Academy.

【Look at those naive eyes. This must be the future female lead’s simp.】

Chu Yao:?

Who is talking?

Emperor Qixuan took a deep breath to suppress his anger. Fine, the country falling was one thing, but a prince, in the future, wouldn't even act like a human?!

Hearing the milky voice, Chu Yao turned his gaze toward Yaoyao.

There was only little sister Yaoyao here, but she hadn't opened her mouth, so... did he hear Yaoyao’s inner voice?

He observed his surroundings carefully. The Empress, who was closest to him, had no reaction.

Wow!

Could it be that only he could hear his little sister’s inner voice?

Realizing this, he thought smugly

It seems I, Chu Yao, am the person the fortune teller in the storybooks spoke of—born with great destiny, chosen by the heavens!

At this moment, a sense of mission to lead the Great Qi Dynasty toward prosperity and strength welled up in his heart.

Suddenly, his shoulders felt heavy.

Since heaven chose me, then I will...

"Third son, were you kept after class again?"

Emperor Qixuan placed his hand on Chu Yao’s shoulder, continuously increasing the pressure.

Mentioning this, Chu Yao felt a bit guilty, his eyes darting around. "No, this son had matters to consult with the Grand Tutor, that’s why I returned late."

Chu Yaoyao continued to complain.

【He just couldn't answer the questions and was kept behind to copy books as punishment. A teenager, still getting kept after class, shame, shame, shame!】

【It’s no wonder, all he knows is chasing cats and dogs, loves reading storybooks and listening to operas. He didn't grow any intelligence, only a love-brain, which is why he gets cheated so miserably...】

Hearing this, Chu Yao’s just-straightened body trembled. Cheated... and miserably?

【Not only does he help the male lead raise his children, but at a single word from the female lead, he happily sends money, talent, resources, and reputation to the male lead. In the end, when he has no more value, the female lead kicks him away. Truly miserable!】

Emperor Qixuan: I misunderstood. So this "simp" isn't the kind of dog he thought.

【And he’s superstitious, believing in some immortality pills refined by a Taoist priest. That priest was bribed to add drugs that affect the mind into the pills. In the end, Third Brother was controlled and became a puppet. That priest later developed evil intentions toward Third Brother and did...】

"Beep..." Chu Yao wanted to interrupt her, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Chu Yaoyao glanced at him.

【How does that saying go? If you're stupid, you should read more. Oh, he does read, but only storybooks. He’s stupid but doesn't study, growing in age but not in brain. No, that's not right, he grew a love-brain...】

Looking at the person whose face was flushed red, Chu Yaoyao felt strange.

【What’s wrong? His face looks so ugly, could it be he’s already started taking drugs at this point?】

"I..." I didn't!

Chu Yao discovered that as long as he wanted to mention the inner voice in front of Yaoyao, he couldn't speak.

He wasn't thinking about visiting the Crown Prince anymore; his eyes filled with tears. "Father Emperor, this son remembers he has homework to finish, so I will return to study now."

The moment he turned around, Chu Yao couldn't hold it back anymore. The teenage boy cried like a two-year-old.

Who is the male lead? Why would he raise the male lead's children? Did he get cuckolded?

Who is the female lead? Why could she play him like a fiddle?

And, he, a dignified prince, was actually...

Wuwuwu, so miserable! How could he be so stupid? How could he be so miserable?

When he gets back, he’s burning all those boxes of treasured storybooks!

From now on, he will read serious books. He will hang his hair from the ceiling and stab his thigh with an awl to stay awake.

He will read Sun Tzu’s Art of War, he will read the Thirty-Six Stratagems, he will grow a brain.

He will not have a love-brain!!!

He will absolutely not be a simp!!!

Chu Yao: Why is it two years old?

Yaoyao (disgusted face): Because I’m two and a half, and even I wouldn't cry like that.