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After Concubine Ying left, Situ Mo returned to the dragon throne and began to review memorials again.

But this time, he stared at the letter for a long time without reading it.

Will Xie Yuantang die?

Situ Mo found this speculation ridiculous.

How could she die?

Although he promised her that he would not kill anyone, the current situation should be unacceptable to her, right?

Therefore, she would definitely come back with sword in hand as agreed to take his head.

The harem is the heavily guarded Luoye Palace.

This was originally an abandoned cold palace. Since Situ Qing and others were placed under house arrest here, Situ Mo had it simply renovated.

Originally this place was called Nuanchun Pavilion, but Situ Qing renamed it "Fallen Leaf Palace".

No one knew what this meant. After all, the word "fallen leaves" didn't seem like a very auspicious word, but Situ Qing didn't want to change it, so Situ Mo followed his wish.

At this moment, Luoye Palace.

Situ Qing was standing under the tree, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the leaves above his head.

A pink little figure staggered over, tugged at his sleeve with a chubby little hand, and said incoherently: "Grandpa Emperor, why are you looking at the tree again? If you keep looking, the tree will be bald!"

Situ Qing looked down at the little girl and said with a smile, "Okay, Grandpa Emperor won't watch it anymore."

"You said that yesterday!"

The little girl, about three or four years old, opened her big round eyes and pouted her rosy lips as she "educated" him seriously: "Grandma said we still need dry leaves as firewood, so you better hold it in!"

Situ Qing picked her up with a smile: "Xiao Yue'er is right, Grandpa Huang doesn't want to watch it anymore."

Xiao Yue nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, then Xiao Yue will forgive Grandpa Huang this time."

As she was speaking, something fell out of her arms and Situ Qing picked it up in confusion.

As soon as he saw the lump, his face darkened: "Xiao Yue'er, who gave you the mahjong?"

Xiaoyue held the mahjong in her little hands and said cutely, "Grandma, give it to me. Learn to read!"

Using mahjong to recognize words?

Situ Qing took a breath of cold air. It was obvious that Concubine Li had done such a thing!

She is not afraid of teaching a gambling saint!

Situ Qing took several deep breaths, barely controlling his soaring blood pressure, and asked, "Do you know this word?"

Xiao Yue nodded seriously: "I know him, Ba Wan!"

Situ Qing: "...what else do you know?"

Xiao Yue frowned and counted on her fingers: "Little bird, red, middle, bang! Gang! Give me the money!"

Situ Qing: “…”

Ye'er, I'm sorry as a father for teaching your daughter like this!

When Concubine Ying arrived, she happened to see Situ Qing holding his little granddaughter.

She hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward with a smile and said, "Your Majesty..."

Just as she opened her mouth, Xiaoyue turned around and saw her, and immediately howled at the top of her lungs: "Grandma, ah ah ah... the bad guys are coming!"

After howling, Concubine Li rushed out with a broom and swung it at Concubine Ying without saying a word: "Get out! You are not welcome here!"

Concubine Ying was choked by the dust and kept coughing. Fortunately, the palace maid stepped forward and stopped Concubine Li.

Concubine Ying frowned and said, "Concubine Li, you'd better think about your daughter before you do anything. Don't let yourself regret it."

Situ Qing glanced over and sneered, "Why, Situ Mo still wants to attack Feng Er?"

Toffee Ying's breathing stagnated.

Concubine Li was not afraid of her at all. She put her hands on her waist and said, "If you dare to touch my Feng'er, I will die in front of you! I just don't know if Xu'er will still listen to your son if anything happens to me!"

Shadow Concubine: "You..."

Xiao Yueer was making fun of him: "Son of a bitch! Son of a bitch!"

Situ Qing: “…” The son of a bitch didn’t hear it, but the son of a bitch’s father heard it.

I am really impressed. No matter which son is scolded, he, the father, is always implicated!

Concubine Li said proudly: "So, you'd better serve us well, so that we don't all die violently. You won't be able to be the imperial concubine for too long!"

Concubine Ying came to take a look because she had nothing to do, but she was scolded as soon as she entered the door. She turned around and left in anger.

Concubine Li then threw away the broom and roared, "What the hell, cheap..."

"cough!"

As soon as she cursed a word, Situ Qing glared at her: "Be careful in front of the children."

Xiao Yue rolled her eyes and pointed at the door: "Bitch!"

Situ Qing: “…”

Ye'er, I forgive you for killing your father, and I hope you can also forgive me for not teaching your daughter well! We are even now!

-

Concubine Ying returned to her own Ciying Palace with a gloomy face.

Not long after, Concubine An came over and asked Situ Ya in a roundabout way.

Concubine Ying was in a bad mood and didn't bother to deal with her. She said coldly, "Just listen to me and Ya'er will be fine."

Concubine An said worriedly: "But the White Empire is a long way away..."

Concubine Ying looked at her and said, "Ya'er is a princess married to a foreign country. Everyone around her will take good care of her. Besides..."

After a slight pause, Concubine Ying said, "Ya'er went there on behalf of me and Mo'er. When the White Emperor sees my token, he will naturally treat her well."

Concubine Dowager An was a little clever but not very wise. She didn't understand the meaning of her words, and she didn't understand why Emperor Bai would treat Situ Ya well just because he saw her, a token of Concubine Xuan Zhao.

She only knew that if possible, she didn't want her daughter to be so far away from her.

What's the matter with a princess who is married to a foreign country? So what if she looks noble?

The previous princess who was married off to a foreign country is still under house arrest in the princess’s mansion!

-

In a carriage far away from the capital.

Situ Ya smiled and poured a cup of tea and handed it to her: "Third sister, have a cup of tea to moisten your throat."

Situ Feng was dressed like a maid, huddled in the corner of the carriage.

She opened her mouth to say something, but no sound came out, so she closed it again and turned her head away, ignoring everyone.

Situ Ya couldn't hold back her smile. "Don't be angry, Third Sister. When we get to Baidi, I'll have someone give you the antidote to the mute potion and the muscle softening powder. Then you'll be able to speak naturally and won't feel weak anymore."

She poured out the tea and poured another glass of fruit wine: "Doesn't Third Sister like fruit wine the most? This is a gift from Second Brother. Would you like to try it?"

Situ Feng was slightly startled, turned his head and looked at the glass of fruit wine, stunned for a long time.

The two of them simultaneously recalled the night of Situ Ran's wedding four years ago.

That was the last time that the brothers and sisters got along so harmoniously. For the next four years, they became distant and lonely.

Seeing that Situ Feng didn't drink, Situ Ya was silent for a moment, then poured her some more fruit wine and replaced it with a glass of juice.

"What about this? This is Xie Yuantang's favorite juice. It was also given to me by my second brother."

When the three words "Xie Yuantang" came out, not only Situ Feng, but even Situ Ya was stunned for a moment.

This name is really far away.

It seems so distant that it happened in the previous life.

If I go to Baidi, I will never see that person again, right?

Situ Ya thought so, and Situ Feng thought so too.

She stared at the glass of juice, tears slowly gathering in her eyes.

Situ Ya sighed, handed over a handkerchief and said, "Third sister, I really didn't mean to hurt you. I couldn't help myself. This time we're going to Baidi... it's just the two of us, we have to unite."

She took out a treasured flower rope, forced a smile and said to Situ Feng, "Shall we play flower rope?"