You cause trouble and I collect your body, the little emperor’s aunt abuses the scumbag again

"Look at you, you've become so thin. I promise you, I will bring Xiaoxiao back to you safe and sound."

His embrace was warm and strong, and the Queen's emotions finally calmed down a little.

At this moment, Dou Dou stepped forward and solemnly knelt down before the Emperor and Empress.

"Father, Mother, I request permission to go to Ali Kingdom to bring my sister home!" He raised his head, his usually gentle eyes now burning with a fierce determination.

"I'm going too!" Dingding immediately knelt down as well. "I'll go with my brother!"

The emperor looked at his two sons and nodded.

"Very well! I will give you an army of 100,000! Set off immediately. If that Ali Kingdom dares to harm even a hair on my Great Qian Princess's head, I will raze it to the ground!"

“Father, you mustn’t!” Dou Dou immediately objected. “A large army pressing in will only make Ali Kingdom wary and take my sister hostage, which will be detrimental to her. This matter should not be publicized.”

He calmly analyzed, "Please allow me, Your Majesty, to mobilize one hundred royal guards to infiltrate quietly. If anything unexpected happens, the border garrison can come to our aid at any time, which will be sufficient."

The Emperor looked at his increasingly composed eldest son and nodded with satisfaction.

"Granted! Be careful!"

Ding Ding also stood up and patted his chest.

"Father, rest assured, brother. You take the guards and take the official road. I'll go prepare the silver notes and contact my friends in the martial arts world to take the back roads. We'll use a two-pronged approach! In Ali Kingdom, sometimes money is more effective than a knife!"

The two brothers had a clear division of labor: one took the main route, while the other took the underworld route.

As dawn broke, the two groups of people, one in the light and one in the shadows, quietly left the capital.

They sped off toward the distant kingdom of Ali.

It's a pity there were no airplanes, otherwise the speed would have been even faster.

Dust billowed, the sound of hooves faded into the distance, and finally, along with the two resolute figures, they disappeared into the horizon.

Sheng Yuhua stretched out her hand, as if she still wanted to grasp that receding figure. Tears finally broke free and silently slid down her thin cheeks.

"Hua'er..." The Emperor embraced his wife, but did not know how to comfort her.

He was also worried as he watched his sons go to find their daughter.

Can……

Some things are better left unsaid.

Just then, a soft footstep sound came, and the Empress Dowager walked over carrying a beautifully carved baby.

"Tangtang." Sheng Yuhua felt a pang of sadness when she saw her youngest daughter and quickly reached out to hug her.

The little girl in her arms was Tangtang, Xiaoxiao's younger sister. She used to be the most cheerful, her eyes always curving into crescents, but now she just quietly nestled in her mother's arms, neither crying nor making a fuss. Her big eyes had lost their usual sparkle, and she was just staring straight into the distance, as if searching for something.

This sight broke Sheng Yuhua's heart even more than if she had burst into tears.

She hugged her youngest daughter tightly, buried her face in Tangtang's soft hair, and finally couldn't hold back her suppressed sobs any longer.

The Empress Dowager gently patted her back and sighed.

"They will come back, DouDou and DingDing will definitely bring XiaoXiao back."

Even though it was late at night, the Phoenix Palace was still lit up.

Sheng Yuhua couldn't eat a single bite of food; she just sat there blankly.

The palace doors were pushed open, and a fragrant aroma of food wafted in. The Emperor himself carried a tray with a steaming bowl of plain noodles, a few slices of green vegetables, and a golden poached egg on it—simple yet comforting.

He placed the bowl on the table and pushed it in front of his wife.

"Eat some."

Sheng Yuhua shook her head.

The Emperor picked up his chopsticks, took a small pinch of noodles, blew on it, and brought it to her lips.

"You have to eat." His voice was deep and gentle. "If you ruin yourself, when Xiaoxiao comes back and sees you like this, what do you think she'll say?"

He mimicked his daughter's quirky tone, deliberately putting on a stern face.

"She'll definitely stand with her hands on her hips, pouting, and scold us all one by one. She'll say that we can't even take care of our own health, so how can we be her parents?"

As Sheng Yuhua watched the steam rising from the bowl in front of her, a hot tear finally dripped into the soup.

She picked up her chopsticks and began to eat heartily, tears streaming down her face, as if she wanted to swallow all her longing and worries with the bowl of noodles.

……

The chill was biting, penetrating to the bone marrow.

Xiaoxiao's consciousness struggled to surface from the chaos, her teeth chattering from the cold.

She tried to move her fingers, only to find her wrists tightly bound with rough hemp rope. The little girl kicked her legs, only to find her ankles were also bound.

She's been kidnapped; she can't move her hands or feet at all.

I struggled to open my eyes and found myself tied to a wooden stake, in a shameful cross shape!

As the view gradually cleared, it became clear that this was a dark and damp basement.