A harmonious couple is like a single entity without worries

  Hua Zhengke lived in the inn, with Liu's servant serving him. At the same time, King Xian and Jin Suqin were particularly diligent in sending medicine and inviting doctors for him. He was injured by Li Zimo's slap, but gradually recovered a lot. However, Emperor Dongling's divine work was impressive, and Li Zimo was secretly angry at the time. He thought that he would not recover without two or three years of careful rest. Thinking that his two daughters had been punished by Emperor Dongling, his own useless eldest daughter had become the emperor's favorite concubine, he felt that he had misjudged her value.

  Regret, truly regret.

  Liu's crying and muttering in his ear only added to his regret, as he saw that in this imperial city, all the news pointed to Hua Yexi's increasingly solid position in front of Emperor Jun. Many people came to visit him with the intention of going through his back door, but Hua Yexi didn't recognize him anymore.

  Wanted to take advantage of his daughter's influence, but didn't gain anything. Hua Zhengke regretted it a million times. If only he had known that day, killing the two daughters Hua Shuer and Hua Yexing would have won Emperor Jun's favor, it would have been much better than killing Hua Xiyuan. But who knows what he was thinking at the time, how did he end up killing Hua Xiyuan?

  Liu cried that he had no conscience and only recognized money.

  Hua Zheng said straightforwardly: You see now even Xian Wang, only wants to marry Yexi and return to the palace, who would think of Shu'er?

  The wise king announced at the Lantern Festival in front of all the big shots in the capital that he would marry Huayu Ye as the crown princess. However, Huayu Ye refused on the spot. In Hua Zhengke's view, this didn't matter. Which woman isn't coquettish? Turning back, she said to her eldest daughter, "Marrying the wise king is a good job." Speaking of which, Hua Zhengke thought that although the Eastern Emperor had money and power, the Hua family's foundation was in Baichang Country, so it would be beneficial for his and the Hua family's future if his daughter married the crown prince of Baichang Country.

  But how can he persuade Huajiu alone. Looking at this father-daughter relationship, it has already broken down. Thinking about it, we still need to move the old lady's chess piece. Isn't the daughter the one who misses the old lady the most?

  Coincidentally, on that day, Old Lady Hua was said to have taken Chang Fu out of the inn to take care of something, and then didn't return for a whole night, disappearing for several days and nights. The Hua family in the capital sent people everywhere to search, and even Xian Wang was alarmed, but still couldn't find any trace of Old Lady Hua. Several people discussed whether they should inform Hua Xiyan in the palace about this.

  It's not easy for Hua Jia to contact the palace's Hu Yehui. Since Empress Hu passed away, all power within the palace has returned to Li Zimo's hands. Li Zimo is a strict person who manages the palace and dislikes anyone who gossips or takes shortcuts. After Empress Hu's death, the imperial palace was in an uproar, with no one daring to cross Emperor Li, and news of her passing was blocked so that no one knew she had died. It was difficult for anyone to secretly pass a message into the palace, but this did not include Du Youzhi and Yu Rong.

  Huā Yùyán thought that he was still turning a blind eye to himself, who made him think that the people in his heart who could be recognized were only a few left. She was one of them.

  Du Youzhi took advantage of the gap under his eyelids, and he might also think it's okay either way.

  In the end, even so, as time passed, Empress Hu and the Sun family were all destroyed, it seemed that there was no secret that could be hidden from him. Besides, between husband and wife, if secrets are kept for too long, it's hard to avoid misunderstandings.

  As the Huas officially announced the news of Grandma Hua's disappearance to the outside world, Du Youzhi received this news and suddenly remembered that she seemed to have a relationship with the Huas. He hurriedly passed on the news to her through the palace staff. Holding onto this news, Hua Xiuyan thought it was time to tell him.

  For Hua's old grandmother, Hua Xiyuan had always harbored a inexplicable sense of gratitude in her heart.

  When she returned to the world for the second time, if it wasn't for Old Lady Hua using all her strength to protect her life, she would have died long ago. However, Old Lady Hua's thoughts were not of her, but of the real Miss Hua. And now, that real Miss Hua was probably lying in her coffin, having died a long time ago.

  If I were to meet Old Lady Hua again, I wouldn't know how to face Old Madam Hua, and let out a long sigh.

  Du Youzhi found it strange that she didn't seem to care about the safety of Hua Lao Tai Jun, who had gone missing.

  What Huayu thought was that if the old lady had been kidnapped by bad people, there would have been news about it already. Whoever dared to kidnap the old lady and thought it would be beneficial for them must have wanted to exchange her with the Hua family or something else. However, since no such news has come out yet, it can only mean that the old lady's personal danger is decreasing. On the other hand, during this time when she was deeply trapped in the heavenly curse and counter-curse crisis, the old lady's disappearance was equivalent to hiding herself, which wasn't a good thing for the enemy who wanted to catch her handle, but it was beneficial for her.

  So, who was it that hid the old lady of flowers, and what were her occasional thoughts in her heart.

  At night, a family of four had dinner in Guangyang Hall. Xiaochi was silent and buried his head in eating, and he ate less than usual, two bowls less, it is said that the reason why the prince gave Xiaochi a small meal in the afternoon, making Xiaochi's stomach a bit full, so naturally he ate less at dinner.

  Hua Yu Yan was worried that her youngest son would accumulate food, although he had a big appetite, but accumulating food was not impossible, so after dinner, she asked someone to prepare some digestive medicine.

  The medicine given by his mother, the little glutton of course obediently held the medicine bowl and drank it. What he didn't expect was that the father of the young prince, that person, would suddenly stretch out his hand to his small forehead and stroke it gently.

  "No fever. Zhang Gonggong. Tonight, send someone to guard Huagongzi's bedside, if there is any sign of fever, report to me immediately." Lizi Mo's tone was always that kind, neither cold nor hot, with a thick and sharp edge, symbolizing the dragon's majesty.

  Perhaps he was worried about Xiaochi, but with that tone and temper, what could he do?

  The little foodie didn't feel his kindness at all, but was almost scared out of a cold sweat and heart disease instead.

  He gulped down the medicine his mother had given him, climbed onto the bed and covered himself with the quilt, covering his little head to prevent that man from reaching out to touch him again.

  Because the young son might be ill, Li Zimo didn't rush back to Yongning Hall to see Zhaozi and work in the evening, but stayed in Guangyang Hall with his mother and three children. The little prince and Hua Xiyuan could both feel his inner anxiety. Li Zimo had a sense of guilt towards the young son, just like Hua Xiyuan had a sense of guilt towards the older son. He thought that as a father, he had hardly fulfilled his paternal responsibilities to the young son from birth to now.

  The clever young prince knew his father's mood, and pulled his mother to the study next door to read books, leaving space for Li Zimo and Xiao Chi. Hua Xiyan originally wanted to stay and take care of her little son, but later also understood the child's father's mood, so she went along with their wishes.

  Unfortunately, after the eldest son and his long-separated mother reunited, repairing their relationship was not as easy as expected. The reason that blood ties are more important than anything else did not seem to apply to Li Zimo and Xiao Chihuo.

  The little prince was rolling around in his quilt, wanting his mother and the young prince to accompany him. However, the person who lifted up his quilt and wouldn't let him cover his head wasn't his mother or the young prince, but rather the man he disliked and feared the most - the Emperor.

  "Don't sleep with your head covered, it's not good for your body. Didn't your mother teach you well? If she didn't teach you well, I'll scold her later." Knowing that the young son was ill, Li Zimo dared not directly point the cannon at him.

  The little food then heard that he was going to scold his mother, and his face became even more unhappy. He said: "A man does things by himself and takes responsibility for them, it has nothing to do with my mother."

  "If you really want to like your mother, then you should listen carefully to what she says and not let others misunderstand her." Unconsciously, he revealed his old self of being a father who bullies his son.

  The little foodie who was being bullied seemed to only listen carefully and do what he said when he was being bullied. He let go of the quilt with both hands, allowing him to re-cover it for him, and with a serious expression, he covered his mouth and said: "I did well, you can't misunderstand my mom."

  The little son is lovely, compared to the too sensible big son, it's like a summer breeze that blows to the heart and brings a refreshing smile. The smile can't help but hang on the lips of the usually cold and ruthless face. The thin fingers helped to brush away the hair in front of the small eatery, saying: "I already know."

  Two small eyes widened in surprise on Xiao Yan's face: This man can actually smile? Has the sun risen from the west? Speaking of which, this man's smile is quite eerie, as if the sky is about to collapse.

  Two small hands immediately rose and covered their eyes in fear.

  A faint hesitation in her eyes, and the corners of his lips hung with a hint of helplessness: Is he that scary?

  Took the folder, sat on the edge of the bed of the youngest son, and flipped through it. The emperor's official duties are many, and overtime is required every night.

  He saw that there was no movement, and the little foodie's small eyes rolled around from under his hands covering his eyes. Seeing that the man beside him hadn't left, he immediately closed his eyes again. After waiting for a while, seeing that the other party didn't do anything to him, his small eyes snapped open, and with a boldness, he put down his small hands, raised an eyebrow, and carefully examined the dragon's face beside him.

  The dragon's face is solemn and serious, intently looking at the thing in his hand.

  For snacks, because they are not like Little Prince who has been influenced by this man since childhood, it is difficult to understand what this man is doing.

  "If you're not feeling well, tell me, do you understand?" This emperor who is also a father, on the one hand, his mind is preoccupied with the country and the people, on the other hand, he cannot separate some private feelings for his children.

  "I'm much better now, I don't feel uncomfortable at all." The little foodie was very considerate and said, "You can go, it's fine for me to sleep alone."

  His eyeliner rose as he raised an eyebrow and glanced at him: "You want me to leave?"

  "Hmm." The little foodie nodded vigorously with her small head.

  "If I leave, you'll be uncomfortable and have no one to accompany you. Do you think you can handle it yourself?"

  Aren't there also a mother and a young prince? The little glutton pouts his small mouth.

  His father's eyes saw through the child's thoughts, and with a slap on the folding fan, he said: "Tonight, neither your mother nor the Crown Prince will come to accompany you. Only I will accompany you, do you want to or not?"

  "Why?" Little glutton's mouth opened wide.

  "Because, Your Highness the Crown Prince has been with me since childhood." A profound statement, I wonder if the young prince can understand it.

  The little foodie thought: "His Highness the Crown Prince is so pitiful."

  A black line flashed across his face, and the corners of his mouth hooked up in a seemingly smiling yet not quite smiling expression.

  It seems that heaven has sent a little son to tease him, so that he won't be too satisfied with his life.

  "Heaven has entrusted a great responsibility to this person." The dragon's face was amused as he chewed on these words, "I'm delighted that you've come to keep me company."

  When Dad sees this challenge as a fun part of life for his little son.

  The snack vendor's forehead fell with three black lines: Does this man like him?! Oh no! This is the most unfortunate news for him. Will he have a chance to turn things around in the future?

  The quilt was reopened, and the old emperor continued to fold the quilt beside his youngest son's bed, taking care of him.

  The little thing's nose twitched, stuffy with air, turned over, and turned his back on the man. He didn't need to be taken care of by him anyway.

  After about half a stick of incense, the little eyelids started to fight and soon closed their eyes. Because they had made a bet with an adult when they woke up, they didn't make a sound even though their body was uncomfortable. When they fell asleep, in their dream, they couldn't control it, and their small mouth hummed softly "ai yo ai ya".

  His face was stern and solemn, he put down the fan in his hand, and said to Zhang Gonggong who was waiting beside him: "Don't disturb the Crown Prince and others, go and invite Palace Master over."

  Zhang Gonggong immediately turned his horse around and left to take care of it.

  Dad stretched out his hand and reached into his son's quilt, slowly massaging his son's stomach that was full of food.

  Huā Yùyán didn't notice the commotion next door, but thinking that since the child's father wasn't making a sound, she pretended not to know. The young prince was the same.

  Men are the masters of a family, and in ancient times it was unrealistic for women to want to stand out. Huajiu Yan only needs to be practical and think that for the sake of her youngest son's future, this father-son relationship must be handled well.

  Looking at her silent and even slightly solemn profile, the young prince said softly: "Mother doesn't have to worry, Father likes Mu Mu very much."

  Hua Xiyuan smiled upon hearing her eldest son's words, and continued to grind the ink for him with her head lowered. The young prince picked up his brush and carefully copied out the "Tao Te Ching" that his father had assigned to Xiaomu on the rice paper.

  Gong Xiangru heard that another little nephew was ill, took a carriage to rush over, entered the palace, and saw that it was actually the emperor himself serving Xiao Mu Mu. After a slight daze in his eyes, the corners of his lips curled up, and he walked forward: "Your subject pays respects to Your Majesty."

  "Let me take a look. I feel his pulse is faster, I'm afraid he's got indigestion and fever. If he gets a fever, he'll be uncomfortable tonight, and it'll take several days to recover." Listening to Li Zimo's tone, even the slightest discomfort makes him suffer.

  The imperial physician knew that the young prince was a big eater and would eventually get indigestion. It's good that he's vomiting now. He took the prince's pulse and said, "I'll give him some medicine and acupuncture, and he might feel better tonight. However, he may still have a low-grade fever later to expel the evil wind and regulate his qi and blood." After finishing speaking, he remembered what he had just said and added, "Your Majesty, please don't worry too much. The prince has a good foundation, and he will recover in a few days at most."

  Ke Lizimo was afraid that the little foodie would have to lie in bed for several days, and when he heard his national uncle say so, he knew it was going to be a hassle. He could only sigh: "Give him an injection."

  Jiang Xiangru walked up front, helping with the snack cart while listening to Long Yan's nagging.

  "This child, if he continues eating like this, how can it be okay? This mother is also too spoiled."

  Why don't you say that you're also used to it, and all the good food is given to the little glutton to eat.

  "It seems that from now on, I must continue to bully this child, bully him until he learns to control his mouth, otherwise, something big will happen sooner or later. If anything happens to him, not only will his mother worry, but I will also be worried."

  The unicorn lion dog heard what he said and curled up his nose in disdain: You want to trap your son, why bother finding excuses.

  That night, Hua Yecai slept with her eldest son. It was said that the child's father kept watch by the younger son's bedside and barely closed his eyes all night. This news startled her into blinking. Perhaps she had been keeping the younger child company for too long, and the child's indigestion was a common occurrence, not a serious illness, yet the child's father was so attentive.

  However, this child's father, don't look at how he normally scolds and is strict with the two children, if something happens to the child, he's even more anxious than her.

  On the second day, knowing that her brother was forced to stay in the palace overnight due to the emperor's urgency, Hua Xiuyan asked the imperial kitchen to prepare breakfast for him and invited him over to eat before leaving.

  Gongxiangru came over and saw that there was only his sister alone, so he sat down and had the people below set out a simple meal.

  Hua Yu Yan heard the news from Du You Zhi, and it was true that Sun Ru Yu had a crush on his brother. However, the Sun family had fallen, and Sun Ru Yu had run away. Hua Yu Yan also heard from Du You Zhi that in fact, inside and outside the capital city, there were many women who were infatuated with her brother, not just Sun Ru Yu. It was said that even the Princess of Da Yan did not want to marry the Emperor, but only wanted to marry Gong Da Ren.

  It's better to sound out her brother's intentions first, so that if he is wronged by someone someday, she can't help him.

  Gongxiangru thought she was worried about her son and said to her: "Mumu, he's physically strong, there's no big problem, just rest for a few days, it's just that he has to be disciplined and let him suffer a bit."

  "My older brother worked hard last night."

  "I am not suffering hardship, it is Your Majesty who has suffered hardship."

  Last night, Li Zimo served snacks alone. Others wanted to help, but Li Zimo didn't let them. So, for his sister to marry such a man, although being the empress is risky and hard work, but the two children can have such a father, it makes him feel happy as an uncle.

  "Big brother, I want to ask you something." With no one around, Huajiu began to get straight to the point.

  "What's going on?" Seeing her mysterious appearance, Gong Xiang narrowed his eyes, afraid that she would deceive them again and do something unexpected. Thinking about what she had done before, weren't they all shocking and astonishing?

  "Perhaps my brother has a woman in mind. Zhen thought to himself, our parents are getting old, and I'm stuck in the palace, unable to return home to take care of them. My brother is also busy with official duties and can't return home to care for the elderly. Shouldn't he consider finding a daughter-in-law to be filial to our parents?"

  She didn't expect her to ask him to get married. Gong Xiangru let out a light breath: "Is this something you heard somewhere?"

  "Xiaoyu heard that inside and outside the capital, there were countless women infatuated with her brother. Why not ask him, it would be good to help her brother find a match." In her opinion, as long as he decided on one, she would whisper in the emperor's ear, grant them marriage, and all problems would be solved. She didn't believe that there was any woman who wouldn't fall for her brother's charm.

  It's better to settle this matter as soon as possible, so that Sun Ruyu and the like won't be buzzing around her brother all day.

  Understanding her thoughts, Gong Xiangyu said: "Let me think about it and I'll tell Your Majesty later."

  Huayu did not refuse. Major life events are worth considering, and besides, her brother had to go home first to inform their parents and discuss with them.

  In the Gong family, Mrs. Gong heard from her son's mouth that the young noble in the palace was ill. She thought that in the imperial palace, there was only one young noble, the young prince. Mrs. Gong was anxious and immediately went to the palace with gifts to visit her sick grandson.

  Li Zimo, who was banned from the imperial palace, had always been exceptionally open to the empress. Because he knew that this grandmother truly loved children and didn't scheme or take advantage of them like Empress Hu.

  Madam Wang arrived at Guangyang Hall without any effort. At this time, Hua Xieyan had gone to Yongning Hall. Only two children were left in Guangyang Hall.

  Mr. Zhang was also surprised to see her sudden appearance and asked: "Is the imperial concubine here to see the crown prince?"

  "I heard that Your Highness is ill, so I brought some things to cheer you up and see if your body has improved."

  Zhang Gonggong wiped away his sweat, this illness isn't the Crown Prince's, how can he answer the Empress.

  At this time, the little prince inside heard the movement and came out to see Madame Palace. The elegant small mouth corner smiled at Grandma and said: "Grandma, you're here."

  "Your Highness." The palace lady hastily paid her respects, looked up, and saw that the young prince's complexion was normal, without any signs of illness. She was taken aback, as her son had said that the little nobleman had indigestion and a fever, and would have to stay in bed for several days.

  "Grandma, I'm fine." As he spoke, Li Dongyuan carefully observed the expression on Palace Madam's face. After Palace Madam glanced at him, she seemed to quickly associate it with something else and her gaze drifted into the house. It was likely that this clever grandma didn't know nothing about anything. After a moment of careful consideration, Young Master took the initiative to invite Palace Madam inside, saying: "Grandma, the one who's ill is my study companion, called Hua Gongzi, nickname Mu Mu."

  The little name Mu Mu, the Empress remembered it clearly. She walked around the screen and looked inside to see that the child was indeed the big eater she had seen at the tea house that day. For a moment, the Empress stood still by the bed, her mind racing with countless questions: If this child has entered the palace and is by the young prince's side, growing up just like him, can it be that the Emperor's eyes are not blind to this? Does it mean something?

  The little prince lightly jumped onto the bed, his small hands wringing out a towel into the washbasin. Next, he spread the cool towel over the little foodie's forehead to bring down the fever. For the little doctor, taking care of the little patient was a piece of cake. He picked up the little foodie's hand and pressed several acupressure points to help relieve his pain.

  Madam Wang gazed at the scene before her eyes and suddenly felt a warmth in her eye sockets. It wasn't sadness, but extreme joy that brought tears to her eyes.

  Linglong, who was serving beside her, feared she would faint and supported her, calling: "Madam."

  The young prince knew what was going on as soon as he saw it and offered a seat to the imperial concubine.

  The princess felt the package in her arms and remembered, "I knew that Your Highness was ill, so I brought some books that you usually like. I thought they could help alleviate your boredom while lying in bed."

  The little servant was confused, only to hear that someone had sent him books again, wanting him to read while he was ill. Isn't this going to take his life? Xiao Tou hurriedly waved his hand: "No books, no books."

  Madam Wang was taken aback: Doesn't this child like reading books?

  The young prince smiled and explained to the palace lady: "Mumu doesn't like books. However, Mumu likes the small toys made by craftsmen, such as wooden birds that can move."

  Zhang Gonggong took out the toys from the palace. These, the young prince likes, and Xiao Mu also likes. Just then, Li Zimo ordered someone to hurry up and make some more for his two sons.

  Madam Wang covered her smiling lips with a handkerchief: Two children, each should have their own destiny, it was she who was neglectful.

  "I'll bring him his favorite toys another day." The Prince's residence had plenty of toys as well, all of which were things that Gong Momo and her brother had learned from artisans when they were young.

  The little foodie woke up at this moment, heard the comfortable sound and turned her small brain, looked at Madame Palace, opened her small mouth, and didn't know what was wrong with this child, shouting to Madame Palace: Mother.

  In this child's eyes, all the people in the Gong family are basically the same, just like his mother.

  Madam Wang's heart warmed up, and she walked to the front of the child, stroking his little face with a tone full of doting: "Ah."

  Huā Yùyán found out her mother had entered the palace, but it was already after the imperial concubine had left. It seemed that the imperial concubine had not intentionally looked for her.

  She doesn't know how to describe her mother, but it's certain that more than half of her temperament was inherited from Madame Gong.

  Knowing that Xiaochi's illness had improved a lot, on the second night, Li Zimo let his eldest son take care of his younger brother and summoned Hua Xiyuan back to Yongning Hall.

  As a concubine, it wasn't the first or second time she had served him at night. Hua Xiyuan took over the towel that the palace maid had wrung out and handed it to him to wipe his hands, asking: "Will Your Majesty be taking a bath?"

  Upon hearing her words, thinking of last time, Mo Zhu looked at her with intention: "I want the Empress to accompany me in bathing."

  She regretted asking, and was dying of regret. However, seven years ago, she had indeed bathed with him in the same bathtub. The bathtub in the palace was set up in the Moon Chamber Hall. The emperor's bathtub, as expected, was luxurious to an extreme degree. Moreover, the East Mausoleum Palace had multiple bathtubs, and the Moon Chamber Hall alone had nine of them, called the Nine Dragon Linked Pools. As the name suggests, these nine bathtubs were interconnected, like a series of crescent moons linked together.

  Later, she thought that when she was pregnant with her second son Mu Mu, it was probably because after giving birth, in order to recover, she went to soak in the Jiulong Lianhuan Pool. That night, he happened to be soaking too and saw her, and as a result, they ended up having another son after spending the night together in that pool.

  The eldest son, however, was not. The eldest son's pregnancy was a matter of great concern. At that time, it should have been after the autumn hunt and the worship of the ancestors in the Eastern Mausoleum. His body was not well at that time, and he needed to recuperate, so he chose a place to secretly rest and recover, accompanied by his sister. The young prince was conceived during this period.

  It wasn't because I didn't want to take her to soak in the hot tub tonight, but because there were things I wanted to talk to her about.

  The couple sat on both sides of the table. Li Shunde brought over a bowl of sweet soup, called Lycium barbarum and lotus seed paste soup, which is nourishing.

  "I heard from Gong Qing that this soup is beneficial to the Empress, so I ordered the Imperial Kitchen to prepare it well and serve it to the Empress."

  Huā Yùyán picked up the root of the spoon, slowly scooping it up one small mouthful at a time to savor. Normally, she would prepare snacks for him. The special snack he prepared for her was called "Cì", which had to be drunk even if she didn't want to.

  In ancient times, especially when one was an empress, it was like this, with the husband as the guiding principle.

  He saw her drinking soup with relish, satisfaction written all over her face, and waved his hand to let Li Shun-de and the others withdraw.

  "A few days ago, Princess Chang mentioned the autumn hunt to me. I just remembered that I have not gone on an outing with Empress and Crown Prince Hwangae yet. Considering this summer's heat, it is a good opportunity for Crown Prince Hwangae to recover from his stomach problems caused by excessive eating. How about we go to the mountain villa for a few days? What does Empress think?"

  The emperor's mind has always been like this, on the one hand thinking about busy stealing leisure play, on the other hand already thinking about another kind of mind how to fool the people below. The members of the royal family are just important supporting actors on the emperor's stage. As the empress, she must cooperate with the emperor.

  "I think that Your Majesty's intention is a blessing to me and the two princes. Normally, Your Majesty is busy with state affairs and has no time to pay attention to the two princes. Taking them out for an outing is the best opportunity for Your Majesty to cultivate feelings with the princes. The two princes are young and have been cooped up in the palace all day, they must be eager to go out, Your Majesty's intention will surely make them overjoyed."

  Every sentence struck a chord in his heart. The dragon's face couldn't help but nod: "The Empress said, it is exactly what I was thinking."

  A couple who has reached this level is called spiritual communication, or rather, it's more like a perfect match made in heaven, the best partner on stage.

  His hand reached out and grasped her slender hand, holding it tightly, with deep emotions: "I think that there is no woman in the world better than Suoyi."

  These words made her heart skip a beat. She was actually quite afraid that he would call her by the nickname "Xiao Ming" in private. Because that would make her forget that he was an emperor, and only think of him as a man at first.

  He grasped her fingertips and gently rubbed the back of her hand, which was as smooth and white as tofu, as if polishing a smooth jade stone.

  He was meticulously carving and polishing her, on this point, she almost believed it. He wanted to make her the best woman in his mind. If she had done the biggest mistake in her life, it was that she caught the attention of this man, and triggered his predatory nature.

  Not long after, he gently pulled her hand over, and she spun around, sitting steadily in his arms. His hands wrapped around her, as if embracing a precious treasure, with some care: "Do you know why I didn't establish an heir for a long time after you left?"

  Isn't it for the imperial power and the imperial seal?

  She raised an eyebrow, as if in denial.

  He narrowed his eyes and said, "At that time, you were also in my arms, weak and feeble. When I knew you would abandon me and the crown prince to leave, I suddenly felt like I had lost a hand."

  She was more than just a woman to him, she was also an important partner in his career. This point, he wanted to find again, but it's almost impossible to find another one. Because finding a woman who can understand the ambitions and ideals in his heart is only a gift from heaven. His fondness for her, with her departure, is like losing both arms, unbearable to think about.

  "Don't leave me again, Soo-yeon." He whispered softly in her ear.

  She only felt a chill run down her spine, suppressing the tremble of her body. To her, to a woman, having experienced two lifetimes as a human being, it was clear that if a woman easily gave away her whole heart, she would end up becoming a concubine. Men were like this, what they couldn't get was the best. Therefore, giving in, couldn't be giving in completely.

  "It's been a long time since you've been the Emperor's person." She replied softly to him, and after finishing, her almond-shaped eyes blinked slightly. "I have someone I want to introduce to Your Majesty, hoping that on account of saving my life, you will pardon him."

  "Hmm." A tone that was neither hot nor cold, as if he didn't care about her at all.

  Hua Yihong stepped back from him and ordered someone to bring in Du Youzhi.

  Minister Du Youzhi entered the house and kowtowed to the Emperor: "Your subject Du Youzhi pays his respects to Your Majesty."

  "What's with the Ministry of Revenue?" The dragon's face slightly opened its voice.

  "Yes, I am under Lord Lin's command." Du Youzhi said.

  "How is it that I have never heard of you from Lin's mouth? How did you end up serving under the Empress Dowager?"

  "I was promoted by the Empress Dowager, but in fact it was arranged by Her Majesty. I was assigned to work at the Ministry of Revenue. Because of the tasks that Her Majesty entrusted to me, she required me to keep a low profile, so Minister Lin naturally didn't notice me."

  Just after hearing his words, the emperor's hand suddenly slapped the table.

  Bang!

  Du Youzhi's heart tightened, thinking that beheading was imminent, cold sweat flowed down both sides, and he dared not get up, knocking his head on the ground.

  Huā Yùyán took a sip of the lotus seed and lycium barbarum soup that he had given her, one spoonful at a time.

  Du Youzhi was amazed at this moment, she had to die, how could she be so calm, he was about to be beheaded, did she want to see him die or was she confident.

  "Get up. Continue serving Her Majesty well from now on."

  Is this sentence enough? Is he innocent now?

  When Du Youzhi raised his head and looked at the couple, he suddenly felt a little silly. But after all, he was a clever person, knowing that he had been released from guilt, so he quickly thanked them and retreated.

  As she saw the person leave, Long Yan looked at her and asked: "What do you think of how I handled this matter?"

  After finishing the soup, she put the small bowl back on the tray, stood up, and bowed: "Your subject thanks Your Majesty for sparing her life."

  He raised the corner of his mouth, as if he had turned away, and suddenly two hands reached out to grab her, carrying her horizontally towards the back of the mosquito net.

  "My servant is just a cat."

  The lingering sound of dragon roar echoes in the room.

  The next day, several ministers received an invitation from the imperial family to go to Liang De's summer resort. The people of the Long Gong Zhuo and others heard about this matter and became anxious. Because Sun's house was just searched, no one knew who would be next, and because of their relationship with Sun's house, since Sun's house had a lot of power before being searched, everyone had dealings with Sun's house. Everyone wanted to clear themselves of any connection with the Sun family in front of the emperor.

  Those who were invited by Li Zimo to escape the heat, their position in Li Zimo's heart can be imagined. Those who were not invited, their heads would definitely be beheaded with a knife.

  The Empress Dowager thought for a moment, it wasn't the right time, so she had to swallow her pride and bring Li Jiuyao with her to pay respects to Hua Xiyan in the palace. When they arrived at the palace gate, they ran into Lin Muyong and others again. It seemed that everyone was thinking of taking advantage of Madame's diplomatic relations.

  In fact, in the hearts of these people, they may still not understand how the emperor destroyed the Sun family army and how Empress Hu suddenly died. However, one thing is certain: only Yan Shangshu's position in the emperor's heart has been increasing day by day.

  Huā Yù Yán found out that many people wanted to visit her, thinking that the number was too large, if she saw one person at a time, it would be unknown when it would end, so she simply called them all together. Among them, she also had a small idea in mind, because her brother gave her an answer about who might become her sister-in-law.

  In the imperial palace, without Empress Hu, although Hua Xiyuan had not officially taken her position as the mistress of the Moon Chamber, she had the emperor's favor and no one dared to underestimate her.

  There are always some people who just can't help but look down on those from humble beginnings.

  Huā Yù Yán was not unaware of these people. As early as when she was the imperial concubine, due to her maiden family's low status, she couldn't avoid being looked down upon by these people. Now that she had taken on the identity of a useless young lady from the Huā family and was also the infamous Cai Shangshu, it would be strange if they didn't mock her.

  Arranged for the older son and younger son to take a nap. Liu Aunt came over and reported to her: "Miss, all the guests have been brought to Baihui Garden."

  Hua Yuye tidied up her clothes and then walked out of the door, got into a sedan chair and headed for Baihui Garden.

  This Baohui Garden was her favorite garden many years ago. Inside, there were beautiful trees and lush greenery, three small pavilions, a seven-hole bridge, and a pond. What she loved most was the swing that had been set up there. When she felt stifled in the palace, besides flying kites on the Moon Evening Pavilion, she would come to Baohui Garden to swing. Therefore, Baohui Garden was built right next to the Moon Evening Pavilion.

  She had been to the Moon Evening Pavilion, and she knew that after she left, he would not let the Baihui Garden be deserted. Indeed, in these six or seven years, the Baihui Garden has transplanted many precious varieties of flowers, which have bloomed beautifully. Her swing is now wrapped with flowering vines on the ropes and door frames, it's no longer just beautiful, but rather ingenious and unique.

  Those who arrived at Baihui Garden first saw the prosperous and beautiful scenery in Baihui Garden, and no one did not secretly sigh with admiration.

  "Ah, Empress Dowager's Baihui Garden is indeed unmatched by anyone." someone said with a tinge of sourness.

  It's not that the Baihui Garden is the most beautiful and luxurious garden in the world. It's just that Li Zimo has taken such good care of it, which is enough to make many girls jealous. Not to mention being able to get a man's exclusive favor, but getting the heart of the emperor, how can people not be envious?

  Among them, a sharp voice rang out in the crowd with some cold ridicule: "You all say this is the Queen's garden, but now, to see us here, it is more important for this person to be alive than anything else."

  Everyone thinks this person's words are reasonable. Even if Gong Xiuyi gains the emperor's favor again, what can she do? People die, and it's just their fate.

  Hua Yu Nian had just walked to the garden gate, and upon hearing the voice, she looked over and saw that the person speaking was none other than the wife of the Minister of Rites in the capital city, the ninth madam. Why was she called the ninth madam? It's a long story. This ninth madam, as it turned out, was the ninth daughter in her natal family, but married into the best family, so her reputation had been renowned since her youth, and from being called Ninth Miss, it continued to be Ninth Madam.

  Madam wore a sumptuous purple dress, her charm still intact, with a beautiful mole on her forehead like a ruby. The other madams and ladies, as long as they thought of their husbands holding the seal of personnel appointment in their hands, not one did not flatter her.

  As soon as the Ninth Lady finished speaking, almost everyone said that. One by one, they flattered her, saying that Hua Xiyan was a pie that had fallen from the sky, otherwise how could she be compared to the Imperial Concubine?

  Hua Yuye almost burst out laughing after hearing this. She thought back to those days when these people weren't taking her, the Empress, and comparing her to Hu Tai Hou. Usually, when they said such things, Hu Tai Hou wasn't around. Because if Hu Tai Hou wanted to pretend to maintain a dignified appearance for her sake, she couldn't let others take advantage of her.

  At a glance, only a few people were not with the crowd. The Princess and the Duchess didn't need to be said, being elegant and refined, with high status, how could they be with these people making fun of others. She was sitting alone in a pavilion. Lin Mu Rong was self-righteously proud, and wouldn't join in with these people, standing beside the Princess instead.

  Hua Yu Nian looked around and finally found the woman her brother had told her about, only to see a yellow-robed figure standing on the Nine-Holed Bridge.