Swap, the involutionary regent palace fight also forced me to rebel

The Imperial Master was looking down and saying something to the raccoon slave.

As if sensing Ling Feng's gaze, he turned around.

Glancing at Ling Feng's frightened face, the Imperial Master said helplessly, "It's just a clone technique. You've been here so many times, but you only noticed it now."

Lingfeng's face suddenly turned red, like a ripe persimmon.

I can't even see the art of clone-hood, so am I not suited to learning these?

The path outside Zhuixia Palace.

Today, Kunning Palace was peaceful, nothing major happened, and no one was picking quarrels with each other. Yun Ji left Kunning Palace early and set out on the road back to Zhuixia Palace.

Perhaps it was because the two people were sent to the cold palace at the same time before, which served as a warning to others, and no one in the harem dared to act rashly.

The atmosphere was extremely peaceful. Everyone pretended to be ignorant even though they knew the truth. They cursed in their hearts while smiling on the surface and acting like good sisters.

Apart from being punished by the Queen Mother to copy today, nothing had happened for several days.

But copying as punishment is no big deal for him. With his many years of experience in marking government documents, he is sure to copy quickly and well.

Besides, there is not much difference between doing copying work yourself and asking someone else to do it.

Lan Fu can read and write, so she can take over, and Lin Cairen, the only person living with him, can also do the job.

Compared to these things that would not please the Queen Mother, Yun Ji was more concerned about needlework, which he had not put on the agenda until now due to his shame.

First of all, as a woman, if you don’t know how to do needlework, you will be laughed at.

Secondly, if you know how to do needlework, you can give a purse to your loved one.

In theory, he should make one for Yun Ting so that he can look at it and think of himself at all times.

But for some reason, Nan Yingzhi's appearance appeared in front of him again.

If I make one for her, will she be reminded of me and think of me all the time?

Her face began to heat up again. Yun Ji turned around and asked Lan Fu shyly, "Lan Fu, how are your needlework skills?"

Lan Fu had been following behind Yun Ji, silently carrying for him the scriptures that the Queen Mother had punished him to copy.

The Heart Sutra, the Diamond Sutra, and the Diamond Sutra are so heavy that the young lady cannot carry them, so she has to do it herself.

"With my needlework skills, of course I can do it," Lan Fu came forward after hearing Yun Ji's words. She pointed at the pattern on Yun Ji's clothes and said proudly, "It was torn here before, and I mended it."

"I have some free time today," Yun Ji said shyly, "Please teach me needlework."

"Okay," Lan Fu was surprised to see a familiar figure from afar, "Hey, Miss, look, isn't that the master?"

Yun Ji was standing in front and could see more clearly than her.

Who else could that man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, untidy beard, standing at the gate of Zhuixia Palace and smiling at him be but Nan Yi?

When Yun Ji first saw the lively Nan Yi, his breathing quickened. He wished he could rush up and hug his old friend.

It’s a pity that he is a girl now, and there is no physical contact between men and women, so he cannot have any physical contact with ordinary men.

Wait, Nan Yi is not an ordinary man, he is now "Nan Yingzhi", then Nan Yi, isn't he his "father"? !

"master!"

Lanfu yelled, rushing forward.

Yun Ji didn't know how to face his old friend for a moment. He stood there in a daze, looking hesitant.

Aren't families of women only those whose rank is above Zhaoyi allowed to visit the palace?

How did Nan Yi get in?

After exchanging a few words with Lan Fu, Nan Yi turned his gaze to Yun Ji who was slowly moving towards him.

He wanted to hug his daughter, but due to etiquette, he had to stop his outstretched hand.

After marrying into the harem, the girl is no longer just a girl, but the emperor's woman.

As a foreign official, he needs to perform formalities.

"Your Highness, I am Nan Yi." Nan Yi bowed to him, "Your Highness, I pay my respects to you."

The awkward feeling was completely dispelled in the complicated formalities. Yun Ji recovered and gently supported his arms: "Father, please stand up."

Nan Yi stood up and said, "Okay."

Walking beside Nan Yi, Yun Ji accompanied him into the house: "Why is father here?"

Nan Yi was never reluctant to show his love for his daughter, and he said, "If I really miss you, I can ask the emperor to let me come to the palace to see you."

"Xiao Zhizi," he extended his hand to Yun Ji, his eyes burning like fire, "How have you been these days?"

It was rare for someone to show such direct concern for him. Yun Ji felt more touched than embarrassed. His nose felt sore and he nodded without saying anything.

"Why aren't you talking?" Nan Yi teased him, "It's been so long since we last met, are you alienated from daddy again?"

The word "daddy" successfully aroused the late emperor's love for him. Looking at Nan Yi, who was in sharp contrast with the late emperor, Yun Ji turned his head with difficulty, trying his best to hold back the tears that were about to burst out.

It was clear that Nan Yi's previous feelings for him were just a polite brotherly love. Although he was warm, he would never say such corny words of concern.

Why is she treating him like her daughter now and speaking so softly...

He was completely unable to resist.

"Hey," Nan Yi bent down and looked down at Yun Ji's face, "Why are your eyes red? Are you going to cry?"

The vision in front of him suddenly became blurry, and Yun Ji subconsciously reached out to cover his eyes, which showed his weakness.

"Good boy, little Zhizi, Daddy is here," Nan Yi hugged him tightly, speaking gently, "Did someone bully you? Tell Daddy about it."

Tears kept flowing down. In order to hold back his tears, Yun Ji shrugged his shoulders and dared not speak.

Knowing that his good daughter doesn't cry easily, Nan Yi felt distressed. How miserable must her life have been in the harem that she would cry non-stop as soon as she saw him?

“It’s okay, it’s okay.” Knowing that his daughter was very concerned about her reputation, Nan Yi patted his shoulder and hugged him into Zhuixia Palace to prevent him from being seen crying in public. “Daddy is a martial arts expert. All the bad guys were driven away by Daddy.”

Through Nan Yingzhi's body, Yun Ji experienced unprecedented fatherly love. He kept sobbing, but in the end he did not call Nan Yi "Daddy". He just remained silent with tears in his eyes.

"Hey, hey," Nan Yi stroked his back gently, his voice gentle, "Daddy is here, Daddy is here."

Feeling the deep sadness coming from "Nan Yingzhi", Nan Yi, who had not been moved for a long time, trembled and choked up: "Little Gardenia, have you been having a hard time these days?"

It was a rare opportunity to release his emotions without restraint, and Yun Ji nodded frantically, as if if he nodded too slowly, Nan Yi would misunderstand him.

Looking at his haggard daughter, Nan Yi's eyes became hot.

Xiao Zhizi is, after all, the only daughter of the general's mansion. Once she enters the palace, it is like entering a deep sea. He should not have agreed to let Xiao Zhizi enter the palace at that time.

There are so many men in the world. Even if you need yang energy to treat uterine coldness, you don't necessarily have to find the emperor.

There are many men of the right age. With the conditions of his little Zhizi, she can definitely get a better one instead of wasting her youth in the harem.

After finally coaxing Yun Ji, Nan Yi had no time to chat with him before Gao Shu, who was under Yun Ting's order and was always on guard in the outer hall, urged them: "General Nan, Empress Lian, the time has come."

"Little Gardenia," even though he was reluctant, under Gao Shu's repeated urging, Nan Yi could only harden his heart and push Yun Ji away, "Daddy is leaving."

Knowing that Nan Yi couldn't stay long, Yun Ji asked him reluctantly: "When will you come again?"

Nan Yi hesitated: "It's hard to say."

"Isn't there a feast during the Mid-Autumn Festival? Can we meet again? How can you say 'not sure'?" Ruirui felt something was wrong. Yun Ji suddenly raised his head and stared into his eyes. "Are you going to the war?"

Nan Yi didn't say anything. It was obvious that silence was the answer.

Yun Ji choked up a little: "Before leaving for the battle, you came to see me because you were afraid that you wouldn't be able to see me afterwards?"

"Little Gardenia," Nan Yi looked at her lovingly, "If you know, don't say it out loud. It has a bad connotation."

The words "I can't bear to leave you" were stuck in Yun Ji's throat and he didn't say them out loud.

Gao Shu spoke again, interrupting their reluctance to part: "General Nan, Young Master Zhao is still waiting to discuss matters with you."

"Zhao Qiao?" Yun Ji was shocked when he heard Zhao Qiao's name, his eyes full of disbelief, "He also participated in the expedition?!"