Heavenly Concubine's Rebellious Princess: The Abdominal Black Two Treasures 94 Past Events

  "It's suffocating, what can you do. Now that I know my relationship with him, Hua Xiyan no longer spoke in an official tone, speaking in an official tone was uncomfortable to begin with, it was just unavoidable."

  Upon hearing her straightforward words, Yun's hand shook the white fan more like a roller coaster, smiling: "How did you think of entering the palace in the first place?"

  Knowing clearly that what she pursued was never being an empress.

  How many times have I said it, for the sake of family. Only after entering the palace did I realize that wanting to extricate myself was basically impossible.

  The green tiger came over and urged them, saying: The early meal is all set, if you don't eat it now, it will get cold.

  Thinking that her eldest son must be starving after taking a bus all night, Huayexiang called out to her two sons: "Come on, let's go eat."

  The sky is big and the earth is big, but I haven't eaten yet.

  The little foodie heard the word "eat" and rushed over faster than the little prince who was supposed to be hungry. The little prince leisurely followed his younger brother to find something to eat.

  Maybe it's been a long time since they've seen each other, but Xiaochi also misses Little Prince. He says to Little Prince: "There are delicious things here, I asked them and they said you haven't had any of them."

  "Oh?" The young prince raised an eyebrow, also showing surprise.

  The little foodie secretly covered her mouth and whispered in his ear: "The most delicious things, I didn't even dare to tell my mother."

  "Why?"

  "She said she would eat more because when we lived in the countryside, that was what she loved to eat most."

  What could be Huayu's beloved? The young prince's curiosity was piqued.

  Walking to the table filled with breakfast, in a small pavilion in the courtyard. Huā Xīyàn and her two sons sat together, Yún Chén Jǐng said he had already eaten, brushed off his noble blue brocade robe, jumped lightly, and sat on the railing of the pavilion, the fan in his hand turned into a bamboo flute.

  The mysterious blue eyes fell gently on the three people, seemingly a little melancholy. Turning back, they gazed at the beautiful scenery of the lotus flowers outside the pavilion, with sparkling light in their eyes, reflecting the rolling dew drops on the millions of lotus leaves.

  A woman in yellow, as she approached the pavilion, saw from afar a woman, children and men sitting inside. The woman was dressed in fine clothes, with delicate features, and her almond-shaped eyes were like stars that could speak from heaven, beautiful and charming, making people feel that just looking at her eyes made their hearts flutter. The two children had inherited excellent looks from their parents, both of whom were stunningly beautiful. And the blue robe draped over the railing, embroidered with clouds and sky, was a magnificent sight to behold.

  Four people sat in the small pavilion, like a most harmonious beautiful scene. The woman in yellow saw this, her eyebrows sank and she ordered the person following behind her: "Cai Wei, I won't go, you send this thing over. Qing Hu said, this is what the master wants."

  "Yes, Qing girl." Cai Wei listened to her words, tightened the small bamboo basket on her arm and continued walking forward. It wasn't until she had almost reached the small pavilion that she was discovered by Qing Hu.

  Qīng Hǔ hastily walked down the steps and took over the bamboo basket in her hand.

  The other party said: "My daughter knew what the master wanted, so she went down to the pond early in the morning to pick something."

  Qing Hu looked back and saw a few feet away, standing in the middle of the lotus pond path, that yellow-robed figure. He hastily bowed his head in response; "Another day, the sect master will definitely go to the young lady's place to thank her personally."

  Cai Wei just pouted and said, "Forget it. Zong Yao is really something, he's still using our girl's hard-earned things to curry favor with others."

  Qīng Hǔ could only awkwardly wipe away the sweat on his forehead for his master.

  "Take good care of your master. I'll escort our young lady back." Cai Wei said, turned around and walked towards the yellow-robed woman by the lotus pond.

  The flower dusk color didn't hear the movement, only that far-off gaze of the yellow skirt woman looked very unfamiliar, should be someone who had never seen before. Looking so far away, only saw the other's body was slender and graceful, the lotus leaf skirt fluttering in the wind, ethereal and fairy-like, standing in the lotus pond like a lotus fairy. The beautiful and celestial figure, with pearls and jade hairpins slanted on her cloud-shaped bun, a clear and moving oval face, no matter how you looked at it, should be a noble person from the Cloud Clan.

  Just as Qinghu walked up to the pavilion with a bamboo basket in hand, Hua Xiyuan asked, "Who is that?"

  He glanced at Yun Chen Jing, but the latter seemed to have not heard him. He could only answer lightly, as if trying to gloss over it: "Her name is Yun Qing. She's a lady from Yun Qing Pavilion."

  What is Yunqing Pavilion?

  Huā Yù Yán has never heard of it anyway.

  Turning back, I saw that the girl in yellow was limping with one foot, supported by a maid, walking slowly and strangely.

  Qīng Hǔ seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally blocking the view, placing a small bamboo basket on the table and opening the cloth covering the basket. Inside, there was a plate of stir-fried snails. Apparently freshly cooked, the aroma of the snails accompanied by the spicy scent of chili peppers wafted through the air, making everyone's mouth water.

  The snack vendor wiped the corner of his mouth and hummed, "Uncle Yun found out from me that my mother loves to eat field snails." The snack vendor was angry that his information had been leaked, giving Cloud a chance.

  The young prince listened in stunned surprise, it turned out that Hua Xiyan liked to eat this thing. This thing, the imperial palace can't see it, it seems to be something that only farmers eat, isn't it a very lowly thing?

  The green tiger explained to the young prince who had doubts: "It's not easy to eat this thing, you have to look at the season. Especially now in this season, it's already very rare. This thing is generally produced in the water during the summer. Our Yun tribe people are used to living by the mountain streams and eating this thing is a secret dish of our Yun tribe people. I just didn't expect that Your Majesty would like this thing."

  Someone who was sitting on the railing with a distracted mind, heard what Qing Hu said and narrowed his blue eyes, meaningfully turning his head to gaze at Hua Xiyan. All that can be said is that she herself had an unbreakable connection with the Yun clan. Otherwise, how could some of her habits be so similar to those of the Yun clan people?

  Huā Yù Yán heard Qing Hǔ describe a simple home-cooked dish as being so extraordinary, it made her blush. In modern times, Tian Luó was something she often ate, and could be said to be available every season at an affordable price; she would often buy some back home to stir-fry and eat, six yuan per kilogram, making it a very cheap dish compared to others. After arriving in ancient times, seeing that there were Tian Luó, she also often dug them up herself to eat.

  The young master was convinced by Qinghu's words and had to try this thing. However, eating the snail was quite troublesome, requiring him to pucker up his mouth and suck.

  At first, the young prince couldn't get the hang of it and sucked for a long time without being able to suck out even one piece of snail meat. His forehead was dripping with sweat, possibly his first failure in life.

  The little foodie was delighted, thinking that he finally had something to be proud of over the young prince. With a puffed-up face, he tried his best to teach the young prince how to eat.

  The two sons played happily. Hua Xiyuan looked at the plate of snails with a lack of enthusiasm, although it was her favorite food, but as soon as she thought of the girl who had brought them, whose one foot was still lame, eating this thing would make her feel uneasy.

  She picked up the snail shell and put it down, a hint of melancholy flashed in her blue eyes, she turned around, facing the pond full of lotus leaves swaying in the wind, placed the jade flute to her lips, and softly blew out a melody.

  This is a song with longing thoughts drifting across the sky, the melody is gentle and leisurely, the faint sound of the flute seems to have traveled to every corner of the world.

  The girl's eyebrows rose slightly, it was extremely rare to hear him play the flute. She only remembered that a long time ago, he occasionally played the piano among them, and always blew some lively tunes, as if selling songs. People even thought his piano skills were mediocre. But today, it seemed entirely different. This guy had been intentionally hiding himself in front of them all along.

  Is it in front of her or in front of someone else?

  A melody, like many homesickness.

  When the flute finished blowing, two children were still learning to blow conch shells.

  Shh shh shh.

  The young prince's face turned red like a lobster, with a noble white beard.

  The flute player who was immersed in melancholy, turned around and saw him, couldn't help but laugh, the laughter flew out of his lips, and it was the usual heroic style of being carefree and uninhibited.

  The young master was laughed at by others until he was embarrassed, this is really the most failed experience in his life.

  The snack vendor waved his hand at him: Forget it, you can't learn. You don't have the talent, just like I'm bad at math. Don't eat this stuff from now on.

  The young master sullenly put the snail that had been sucked for a long time but was useless back into the plate.

  Huayu let the green tiger bring a bamboo skewer, picked a snail meat for the young prince, put it in the young prince's bowl and said: "Your Highness has never eaten it before, you can try one mouthful."

  The little fellow stretched his neck: "Mother, I want some too."

  "Aren't you going to eat yourself?" The fingertips tapped back on the little son's forehead.

  The little foodie puffed out his cheeks.

  The young master saw it and hurriedly scooped the snail meat from his own bowl into Xiaochi's bowl: "You eat it, I may not be used to eating this."

  The little foodie gave him a sideways glance, picked up a snail and sucked it out, but instead of swallowing it, handed it to him: "You try."

  The young prince smiled and took the snail meat from his brother, putting it in his mouth. His teeth chewed a few times, and the fresh flavor with a bit of chew was indeed very delicious.

  Let them finish their breakfast, and because the young prince had a sleepless night on the horse-drawn carriage, Hua Xiyan arranged for the young prince to take a nap first. The little foodie gets sleepy after eating, and since he was woken up by his mother early in the morning, he couldn't sleep in, so he nodded off while eating, and ended up taking a nap with the young prince.

  Cover the two children with a quilt, Hua Xiyan walked out of the room and yawned. Under the eaves, the luxurious blue robe was lightly blown up by the wind, as if waiting for her. Seeing her come out, the fan handle hit the palm of her hand and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to a place."

  "Where?" Han Yuxi was somewhat unclear about his meaning.

  Look at her expression, Yun said with a sigh: "What's wrong, can I still abduct you? If I'm going to abduct someone, it should be your son, he's the one who's worth something."

  He gave him a cold glance: "Kidnap my son? Be careful or you'll be sold by my son."

  After hearing her words, haha, Yundian Jing burst out laughing. After laughing for a while, he slightly composed himself: "Your mother and my mother are sisters, don't you want to hear the story of my mother?"

  As for his parents, it has been known for a long time that he is an orphan who lost both parents at a young age. However, it's rare to hear him reveal his scars and mention his parents himself.

  Now that they have acknowledged their relationship, perhaps in the Yun family, except for him, others may not be so quick to accept this kind of relationship between them. However, listening to the story of someone with whom one has a blood relationship is not impossible.

  Huā Yù Rǎn was actually quite curious about his parents, who were the previous generation's Cloud Clan master and mistress. They were said to be a famous pair of divine lovers like those in "The Return of the Condor Hero". Their feelings for each other didn't need to be mentioned, and their martial arts skills were extremely high, ranking among the top in the world. It was just unknown why this pair of divine lovers had died young together.

  He followed him forward, walking out of the courtyard, walking out of the palace, and entering the mountains where the Yun clan lived. The place chosen by the Yun clan's ancestral hall to live in, needless to say, must be one of the most precious places in the Yun clan, known as the sacred mountain within the Yun clan.

  After leaving the palace, I walked into this mountain and only then did I realize that the cloud tribe people love to live in the mountains, as well as the difference between the mountains on this cloud island and those in the plains. All I saw was this forest, near autumn season, yet it was still lush and green with no fallen leaves, clouds floated in the forest like a fairyland. And the path in this forest was even more astonishing. Originally there was no road, but as soon as he stepped out with his cloud brocade shoes, a path appeared immediately, as if made of clouds, making people feel like they were walking on the clouds.

  The surroundings are surrounded by breathtaking scenery, and I feel like I'm floating, it's so surreal.

  Huā Yù Yán yóu shì nǔ lì bǎ zhù zhù xīn zhì. Xiǎng bì, yún zú zhè dì fāng, kān chēng zhǐ yǒu yún zú rén kě yǐ jū zhù, zhèng shì yóu yú zhè ge yuán yīn.

  She seemed slightly unsteady on her feet, and the blue-robed man walking in front of her suddenly stopped, turned around, stretched out a hand in front of her. As she hesitated whether to grasp it or not, he seized one of her pale wrists, smiling: "When we were young, I didn't hold your hand while running either. Have you forgotten?"

  That was when we played hide and seek at the Wang's house. We were young and innocent back then. Now, it's just a relationship between cousins.

  Huā Yùyán composed herself and said: "I've grown up so big, can I still trip when walking?"

  Haha, Yundian Jing burst into another hearty laugh, and then narrowed her blue eyes: "That's not necessarily true. No one says that when you grow up, you can't fall down."

  Having said that, he grasped her hand tightly, lest she fell on the mountain path.

  A deep, mellow male voice flashed past her ear: "I forgot to tell you that this cloud-built road has cliffs on both sides, and falling down is a thousand feet deep. I want to save you, it's hard."

  These words truly made her break out in a cold sweat. The scenery on both sides seemed even more blurred, and his words must have been credible to some extent, carefully taking care of the solitary wooden bridge under her feet.

  I don't know how long I walked, but with every step, the scenery changed endlessly, making me feel as if I was walking in a sea of clouds and mist.

  When he arrived at a certain place, he suddenly stopped, and the cloud mass in front of him, after being blown open by a gust of wind, revealed a strange and beautiful scene, just like Tao Yuanming's first glimpse of Peach Blossom Spring, it was a world outside the world.

  A river of clear water, suspended on the steep cliff, ten zhang wide and high, with an imposing momentum that makes one's heart tremble and ears deafened.

  The pool under the waterfall is like a mirror, its surface all white from being illuminated.

  Misty fog surrounds the waterfall, and in the pool, golden carp jump out of the water from time to time.

  In this almost ingenious place, nothing is man-made. The Cloud Clan people must also understand this truth. The more sacred a place is, the more it should be returned to nature.

  But what did he bring her here for?

  He walked quickly, leaving the pool and waterfall behind, until he came to a nearby bamboo grove. There, in the bamboo grove, he cut off a bamboo pole, grasped it in his hand, and after weighing it, said: "This will make an excellent fishing rod."

  "Yun Zongzhu, don't tell me you brought me here to fish." Hua Xiyuan almost rolled her eyes.

  He put on an extremely innocent expression: "My dad often says that a few leisurely moments in life are all about fishing."

  He wants to be in a state of mind where he can reminisce about his deep affection for his father and son, so that he can tell her stories about his parents.

  Huayu waited for him, tied a line to the pole, then rolled up his sleeves and pants legs, turning a dignified noble image into that of a farmer. Finally, he chose a stone by the pond, sat on it, and cast the line, really starting to fish.

  She helplessly tiptoed and found a spot beside him where her feet wouldn't get wet, sitting down on a rock.

  A gentle breeze that is neither hot nor cold blows softly, bringing a few moments of comfort in life, just as the former Cloud Clan Master said, it's all here.

  He narrowed his eyes, gazing sideways at him, and saw that he was fully focused on the fishing rod, with a serious attitude that was rarely seen in his usual carefree profile. A man, once serious, already had a face that could mesmerize people, and now possessed an even more captivating charm.

  "Do you think I have a chance of winning against him?" Blue eyes narrowed slightly at the corners, gazing at her with a deep and long look.

  "Does he go fishing? I don't recall him ever going fishing." Huayexiang said.

  "You know I'm not asking about that."

  "Sighing, 'Alright, you want me to say it, I'll analyze it for you. Your chances of winning are only half his. The Guo family has been vassals of the Eastern Mausoleum for generations. My dad, my brother, they're all in his hands.'"

  Upon hearing this, he couldn't help but sigh: "Gong Xun, can you please not always say 'my dad' and 'my mom'? Can't you think about yourself first?"

  "My family is fine, it's just me who's good." She said with a smile.

  "It's your turn," he glanced at her with extreme disdain: "A heartless and ruthless woman."

  "I'm heartless, and you're not the first to know."

  It's too absurd to make her abandon her family and be reckless. A woman is not born just for love and romance.

  He turned around and looked at her face that was carefree in the gentle breeze, saying: "I think you love him very much, but sometimes I also feel like you don't love him at all."

  "Love must always have some reserve." She gently broke off a blade of grass and played with it casually in her hand.

  But in his eyes, a man who can get her reserved love is already at least half of the world.

  "That day, I saw you return to Beijing, with a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix. It reminded me of a story my mother used to tell me when I was young."

  "What kind of story?"

  "My mother said that true phoenixes are reborn in the fire of adversity. You've been reincarnated twice, you're a reborn person."

  Hua Yu Yan heard him say this and was bewildered: "What are you talking about, Huang Zhuzi?"

  "Don't you know? The spiritual creatures of the world take the Qilin as the most noble, because the Dragon is not here, and the Phoenix is not here either. However, the Feng Huang is indeed here, at least it's recorded in the annals of my Cloud Clan that it existed."

  Huā Yù Yán was taken aback, and couldn't help but think with a smile: "You say I'm the master of that missing phoenix? If that were true, I would have controlled or pampered it long ago. But I won't."

  Because she is not a divine race. Only the divine race has this skill, can guarantee that each and every one of them can raise spirit pets. As ordinary people, even as nobles, they do not have this talent for raising spirit pets. According to her knowledge, the Palace family had never produced anyone who could raise spirit pets. Her mother, Madame Palace, couldn't either. But then again, her aunt, who became the matriarch of the Cloud clan, might be able to?

  Yun Chen Jing coughed twice: "My mother, since it's worthy of being ranked eighth in the Tianxia Xianjian Paihangbang, He Feng's spiritual pet is a crane. However, this crane, unlike other spiritual pets that wouldn't stay in the mortal world after their master's death..."

  "You're capable, so you think I am?" Huā Xīyàn shook her head, "Impossible. Don't forget, my mother isn't capable." She said this, but actually she had always been suspicious of her mother's birth family: "My mother says her surname is Zhou, from the Zhou clan. This Zhou clan seems to not be a prominent family in Dongling either, just an ordinary wealthy household. My mother said that many years ago, when there was a local epidemic, the Zhou clan, like many other families, were forced to flee. At that time, those who died did so, and her family members basically all died off, with no one left alive. Those who didn't die went their separate ways, losing contact with each other. Later, my mother was rescued by my father and drifted into the Palace household, where she settled down and had me."

  "My mother is your mother's own sister, but after separating from your mother, she met my father. My father fell in love at first sight." Yun Chenjing said the version recorded in the Yun clan's historical records.

  "According to what you said, neither my mother nor your mother has any particularly noble bloodline, let alone being of divine descent." Huā Xīyán said this and felt more at ease in her heart. His nonsense about the phoenix master was simply absurd.

  He said to her again, what's so special about being a phoenix? How great can it be?

  Her eyes narrowed, what she most wanted to know was how his parents had died. With such strong martial arts skills and with the support of many elders in the Cloud Clan's Imperial Court, it was too young and mysterious for them to have died like that.

  "I heard that my father and mother, were both for the sake of protecting me."

  "What did you say?"

  "Every time a demon god child is born, it must absorb the soul of a divine tribe child to break through its shell. I heard that when a demon god gave birth back then, it targeted me. My mother was weak after giving birth and her life was hanging by a thread. My father fought against that demon god for my mother's and my sake; you might not know this, but one demon god is equivalent to the power of millions of soldiers."

  The flower evening color heart head where, suddenly a burst of cold air. Thinking back to when she gave birth to the young prince in the Moon Chamber Hall, the heavy yin energy that lingered in the palace like a ghostly presence.

  Her eyes flashed with a hint of something unusual, and her voice grew even deeper: "Back then, if the Eastern Emperor hadn't had the Qilin protecting him, I reckon things would have been about the same for my father. That's why the gods' descendants are so few in number - it's because of this reason, but outsiders rarely know this secret."

  The more she thought about it, the more her heart ached, and after learning the truth, for some reason, she felt even less at ease.

  She looked different from usual, possibly scared by the so-called evil god legend. Yundian Jing regretted it a bit, jumped off the stone, put away the fishing rod that had no harvest, and said: "Let's go back, those two children should be awake."

  As he spoke, his blue eyes gazed out at the sea of clouds, a raven croaked and flew over the clouds, disappearing into the distance.

  When their mother left, the two princes did not fall asleep.

  Two small faces similar to each other, like looking in a mirror, lay on the bed facing each other.

  The young prince said to his brother: "I heard that Mu Mu has taken the old lady of the Hua family as her master, and is planning to leave the palace in the future?"

  Nowadays, Xiaochi did not hide from Little Prince, nodded: "Yes. I hate the imperial palace."

  I thought the young prince would be disheartened, saddened and opposed to this. However, unexpectedly, the young prince was well-prepared and didn't come here seeking confirmation from his younger brother.

  Her slender eyebrows slightly furrowed, but in her noble eyes, there was a calm and composed expression, saying: "No matter where you go, you are my brother after all."

  The little foodie heard his words and suddenly fell into a strange expression of struggling to know what to do.

  The young prince said, "I know you don't like Father, but he is your father after all. Besides, you're still so young, if you leave the palace, aren't you afraid Mother will worry? Whatever you do is fine, I just hope you can think more about Father's and Mother's feelings."

  "Tai Nai Nai is very good. With her, Mother will feel at ease." Little Glutton said in a low voice.

  The young prince's hand tightly grasped his younger brother's hand: "Listen, Father. I heard that in the past, at the first Xianjian Conference, you appeared before the world for the first time and shocked the world with one sword. By then, we must make our parents proud. Only by making them proud can we protect Mother from being bullied."

  The little foodie winked at him with sparkling eyes.

  The young prince couldn't help but smile: "Don't you know? Old Lady taught you martial arts, it's impossible for her not to let you go to the Xianjian Conference to cultivate."

  After listening, Xiaochi's small mouth opened: It seems that this Fairy Sword Conference is also quite interesting. I don't know if there are any delicious things when we get there.

  The little prince patted his brother's head, imitating his mother's tone: "Sleep. I've got everything covered for you."

  The capital city, a perfume shop opened by merchants from Dayuan.

  In the backyard, a big servant, with one hand on his chest, bowed to the man inside: "High Priest, I heard you're back."

  On the table was something like a tortoise shell, as if divining. Yu Long raised his head and asked, "What have you all heard?"

  "The third princess is said to have been sent into the palace by the second prince."

  "Are you talking about Pear Blossom?" Yu Shuilong seemed stunned for a moment.

  The other party did not dare to speak again.

  He furrowed his brow deeply, clutched the divination paper tightly in his hand, and muttered: "Why is she so stupid."

  The other party replied, "Previously, it was said that the Second Prince intended to give the Third Princess to the Emperor of Dongling, but was rejected by the Emperor. It must be that if the Third Princess returns to Dayuan this time, her reputation will be completely ruined and she will surely die, so there is no choice but to resort to this inferior plan."

  "No." Yu Shui Long seemed to disagree with this point, furrowing his brow in thought. "Ling Hua isn't someone who can be manipulated by others, there must be her own intentions behind this."

  "Nowadays, the third princess has entered the palace," the other party said cautiously. "It is said that she spent a night with the Eastern Mausoleum Emperor last night."

  "What!" Yu Shuilong jumped up, both hands pressing against the table, a shocked expression.

  "High Priest?" The other party looked at him fearfully as both of his hands were clenched into fists, with veins bulging on the back of his hands.

  Yu Shui Long paced back and forth in the room, lowering his head as if anxious, saying: "That palace maid, the empress, how can she possibly handle it!" He stopped in his tracks, asking: "Could it be that the empress is unaware of this matter?"

  "It seems that neither Empress Guo nor Empress Ma is in the palace."

  What the person below said makes sense. If Gōng Xī was still in the palace, would Lí Huā be able to get her way? It's said that the Emperor almost every night shares a bed with the Empress.

  "Do you know where Empress Gong went?" Yu Shuilong asked repeatedly.

  "Some people say they saw a motorcade last night, leaving Beijing and heading east."

  "East?" Yu Shuilon pondered slightly, his eyes suddenly brightening, "The east is the Kunlun Mountains, which can lead to the Cloud Clan."

  "Has the priest thought of an idea?"

  Yu Shui Long lowered his head and sat back at the desk, putting away all the things on the table that were used for divination. Instead, he reopened a bottle of holy water and poured it into the diamond ring, preparing to perform a ritual.

  Huayexuan stayed in the Cloud Clan for half a day, and by noon, it was time to return. Seeing that Yun Zhongzi was lively and didn't seem to have any remaining injuries, she made up her mind and took both children back to the palace.

  Someone Yun is now unwilling and resentful, saying that they are in pain here and there, have no snacks, and can't even eat a meal.

  This play is so bad that even the little foodie who wanted to stay here has changed his mind and despises him: "If you must have me to eat, why haven't you eaten with me for the past few days? You always say you're full first."

  That's because I'm not a big eater like you, every time we eat together, you force me to eat the same things as you, and stuff me with so much food that my stomach is almost bursting.

  Yun somehow slapped his own forehead with a fan, unaware that Xiaochi had already seen through his thoughts.

  No matter what, the child is theirs, and they want to take him back, what right does he have to stop them.

  Could only reluctantly stand at the palace gate, watching as the mother and son's carriage disappeared into the clouds of Cloud Island, unable to withdraw her gaze.

  Qing Hu then received intelligence and whispered in his ear: There is movement in the Dongling Palace.

  "What's wrong?"

  "It is said that a palace maid climbed onto the bed of the Eastern Tombs' emperor last night."

  Her blue eyes widened in shock: "Is this true?"

  Qing Hu dare not say whether it is true or false. He was afraid that his master would hear the news and hasten to Dongling, seeking an explanation from the Emperor of Dongling.

  Yun Chenjing felt like his whole body was struck by lightning, and he seemed to be on fire. But what could he do if he went there? If he didn't do well, he might still be misunderstood by his sworn brothers.

  Could only hesitate at the palace gate again and again.

  Hua Yu Nian brought the two children back to the capital when it was already sunset. The row of people, including Liu Aunt, were all waiting for her at the entrance of the Moon Chamber Hall.

  Let the young prince take the little food back to Guangyang Hall. Hua Xiyuan looked tired, thinking that she didn't sleep last night, and after arriving at the Yun tribe, she was pulled by someone to go fishing, and couldn't make up for her sleep. Her eyes were probably all dark circles. She took Liu Gugu and others into the house and asked if anything had happened in the palace when she left.

  Liu's aunts were naturally nervous and fidgety, their expressions shifting, and their words somewhat evasive.

  Huayu sat down, picked up a cup of tea, tapped the lid, took a sip and asked: "Where did Your Majesty sleep last night?"

  Liu's aunt felt a sudden jolt in her heart, and she thought that this remark had struck the core of the matter. Sweat broke out on the soles of her feet as she replied stiffly: "Your Majesty knows, when you are not around, His Majesty only spends the night at Yongning Palace."

  She raised an eyebrow and a sharp glance swept across the faces of Liu Gugu and others. When she lowered her eyes, the teacup in her hand was heavily placed on the table.

  Bang.

  Although the voice was not loud, everyone below knelt down in a panic and cried: "Your Majesty forgive us."

  "If nothing's wrong, what crime should this palace pardon you for?"

  Liu Auntie crawled forward on the ground and knelt down another step: "Your Ladyship, it's really..."

  "What is it really? Are you saying that everyone in the world will know and laugh at me, only then do I have the right to know what happened?" Hua Xiyan was not afraid of a formidable opponent, but rather a useless teammate. A sharp glance swept across Liu Guniang's face as she hesitated to speak, "You should all be aware of my temperament. If you don't confess now and I find out the truth later, do you know what will happen to you?"

  Liu Aunt saw that she couldn't hide it any longer, because Hua Xiyan looked serious, her throat suddenly tightened, so tight that her voice couldn't come out.

  At this moment, Xiao Wu walked in from outside, knelt down and saluted in front of Hua Yu Nian, then went to her side and whispered a few words.

  The lady under the willow tree saw this and her expression became even more tense. She only saw that after Hua Xiyan finished listening to Xiao Wu's whisper, she actually hooked up the corner of her mouth, the degree of hooking was very sharp, like a sharp knife.

  "This palace thought it was something, but it turned out to be just this trivial matter." Hua Xiyan said calmly and lightly to the kneeling Liu Guniu and others, "Since this palace already knows about it, yet none of you spoke up. It's not that this palace didn't give you all a chance. It's just that this palace hates raising a bunch of useless people the most. All of you go to the Inner Affairs Department to await punishment."

  Liu's aunt and others were shocked, they did not expect her to really take action.

  "Your Ladyship, Your Ladyship forgive us, Your Ladyship!" A group of people all knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately.

  Alas, there's no one in this palace who can make her feel at ease. Except for those she chose herself, the rest are all good-for-nothings.

  Hua Yu Nian was so tired she was about to die, and said to Xiao Wu: "This palace is going to go inside the house to sleep for a while, and then get up to deal with that cheap person."

  "I understand, Your Highness." Xiao Wu gave her a sly smile, curling up the corners of his fox-like lips.

  Huā Yùyán knew what he was laughing at and glared at him: "Get a grip, the good show hasn't started yet."

  Xiao Wu nodded. After she went inside to take a nap, her agile figure flashed out of the door and disappeared in an instant.

  The emperor of Yongning Palace knew that his son and wife were back. However, no one rushed to find him first, but instead slept or ate. Yun Meirou frowned: "Did they not eat or sleep in the Cloud Clan?"

  "Returning to Her Majesty, the princess and the prince, they might be tired from traveling." Li Shunde replied.

  Her eyebrows rose slightly, as if she reluctantly accepted this reason. She put down the yellow envelope in her hand and suddenly said, "Were you on duty last night?"

  "Yes, Your Majesty." Li Shunde wiped sweat from his forehead in his heart, hoping that he would never mention the pear flower again.

  "I smelled a fragrance here last night, and later thought, was it the orchid in that flower pot? Who picked the orchids?" Mo Mou's eyes gazed at the orchids placed in the corner, seemingly lost in thought.

  Li Shunde did not think he would notice this thing, and could only stare blankly, saying: "It should be something the palace maid picked up."

  "Go." The dragon robe waved, "Let the empress come here to have dinner with me."

  Li Shunde bowed and backed out, then ran off to inform the Imperial Kitchen and Hua Xiyuan.

  Hua Yu Yan dozed off, but didn't sleep very soundly. She didn't know if it was because of being caught by Yun Mou Ren while fishing in the morning, or if it was because of what Yun Mou Ren said afterwards, but she kept having some eerie and ominous dreams. Thinking about how her eldest son had narrowly escaped death back then made her break out in a cold sweat. But at that time, he seemed to have never told her anything like this before. Could it be that he was afraid of worrying her for no reason?

  Li Shunde came to deliver the message and found Liu Guniang and others kneeling at the door with worried faces. When he asked, he only knew that something had happened in the east window. Li Shunde was stunned. He thought, if Hua Xiyan were to go to Yongning Hall now, she would have a falling out with the emperor over last night's matter.

  Hua Yuye got up and went to the door, saw Li Shunde standing there, and knew that this matter must have been intervened by Li Shunde.

  Li Shunde knelt down with a thud and said: "Your Majesty, the Emperor has invited Your Majesty to have dinner at Yongning Hall."

  "Mr. Li, how long have you been here?"

  "Returning to the palace, I've been serving here for several decades."

  "Alright." Hua Yuexuan sighed and said that the loyalty of these people was not to be questioned, but their occasional IQ needed to be considered.

  She walked to the Yongning Hall and met Chen Shi coming out of the temporary palace, standing there, not knowing whether she was waiting to see the emperor or her.

  "I pay respects to Her Imperial Highness." Walking up to Chen's side, Hua Xixi bowed and curtsied.

  Chen saw her calm face, as if nothing had happened, but in her heart, she felt a few more degrees of coldness, and smiled: "Get up, no need to bow, Your Majesty."

  The eunuch opened the door and let the two women enter the emperor's domain.

  Before dinner, Li Zimo was still listening to the report from his subordinates about the situation of the Second Prince and the epidemic in and out of the city. Unexpectedly, after taking the medicine, the Second Prince did not see a rapid improvement in his condition.