After crossing over, the demon king rolled in my arms and acted like a spoiled child

The Empress Dowager's birthday was approaching, and ceremonial teams from various states and prefectures were arriving one after another to celebrate her birthday. The officials at the post station were very busy.

After Bai Jiyue and his group settled down, the prefect Cen Changqing went to the Ministry of Personnel to report on his work, and then went to pay a visit to the emperor. He instructed Bai Jiyue and his group that after taking turns guarding the tribute, they could wander around the capital on their own.

Xie Ping was in charge of the duty arrangements. He smiled and said to Bai Jiyue and his sister, "You grew up in the capital, so you must have many relatives to visit. We will not arrange for you to be on duty. Go and do your work!"

Bai Jiri said calmly: "We don't have any relatives."

"How could that be? Don't you have uncles or aunts?" Ma Qiao leaned over and asked in surprise.

"Yes, there are, but when our father was convicted, they severed ties with us." Bai Jiyue replied.

Bai Shousheng has two brothers. Thanks to Bai Shousheng's influence, both of them become officials in Beijing. Unfortunately, they are selfish and cold-blooded.

When Bai Shousheng got into trouble and the soldiers hadn't arrived yet, they had heard the rumor. They immediately took the Bai brothers and sisters to the ancestral hall and, under the witness of the clan elders, removed Bai Shousheng's branch from the family tree. Later, when the soldiers came to arrest them, they took the initiative to tie up Bai Jiyue and her son and sent them to the soldiers, saying that they were sacrificing their own relatives for the greater good.

The original owner had a deep memory of this period, and whenever she recalled it, Bai Jiyue, the time traveler, would be furious, so she could understand Bai Jiri's resentment when he mentioned his relatives.

"It's better not to associate with such a villain!" Xie Ping patted Bai Jiri's shoulder to comfort him.

Bai Jiri smiled and nodded: "However, there is a friend we do need to visit, you can just schedule our duty for the next few days."

When Bai Ji Ri mentioned his friends, a name immediately popped up in Bai Ji Yue’s mind: “Xiao Chongyun”!

Xiao Chongyun's father, Xiao Shangli, was the Minister of Rites and a good friend of Bai Shousheng. When Bai Shousheng was convicted, everyone else was busy distancing themselves from the Bai family, but the Xiao family did not. Xiao Shangli once tried to use his connections to keep the Bai mother and son, but at the time he was only the Vice Minister of Rites and did not have enough power, so he ultimately failed.

The Bai family and the Xiao family are old friends, and their children often interact with each other. Xiao Chongyun is two years older than Bai Jiri and is very close to Bai Jiri. Two months before the Bai family incident, Xiao Chongyun had just gotten married and was very affectionate with his new wife.

Later, when Bai Jiyue traveled through time, she heard Bai Jiyun talk a lot about Xiao Chongyun doting on his wife, and he even teased Bai Jiyue and Xiao Ayuan about this!

Although Bai Jiyue is a modern person, she has lived in this ancient world for so long after all, and she has completely immersed herself in the identity of Bai Jiyue, so she is also full of affection for this gentle man in her memory.

"You guys go and do your things, we'll talk about the duty when you come back!" Xie Ping waved his hand very understandingly.

Bai Jiri thanked him and took Bai Jiyue out of the inn.

The two went shopping first, planning to buy some gifts, and then visit the Xiao family.

"It's been more than two years, and I don't know if Brother Xiao has a baby!" Bai Jiri rubbed his hands and said, "If we know the gender, it would be nice to buy some gold items for the child."

Bai Jiyue looked at his brother's excitement and couldn't help laughing: "Brother, I remember you agreed that you would be the godfather of Brother Xiao's child. But you are the father before you even get married!"

Bai Jiri smiled innocently: "Then I won't make money?"

Bai Jiyue pursed her lips, thinking that her elder brother was being silly. She was clearly making fun of him for not being able to find a wife, but he misunderstood and happily felt that he had gotten the upper hand.

"Big sister, what do you think we should buy?" Bai Jiri is usually very opinionated, but now he is at a loss.

Bai Jiyue thought for a while and said, "I think we should buy something for Brother Xiao. He has always liked calligraphy, so you can buy him some good four treasures of the study."

Bai Jiri patted his head and smiled: "Okay."

The two of them ran down a street and bought the finest study supplies, as well as some gifts for Xiao Shangli and his wife and Xiao Chongyun's brothers and sisters-in-law, and then found Xiao's house according to their memory.

However, as soon as I turned into the alley where the Xiao family lived, I saw white cloth hanging on the gate of the Xiao family from afar.

Bai Ji Ri and Bai Ji Yue looked at each other and quickened their pace. They didn't know who had gotten into trouble in the Xiao family.

When they reached the door, the doorman took a while to recognize the Bai siblings and immediately went in to report. A moment later, Xiao Chongyun came out in a hurry, wearing a linen robe and mourning clothes, with a bleak smile, and he looked thinner than Bai Jiyue remembered.

"Chongyun, what is this?" Bai Jiri asked.

"It's my wife." Xiao Chongyun answered with a gloomy look, "It was supposed to be a happy event, as the family was going to have a new baby, but who knew it would end up with two lives lost..." As he spoke, he started to cry.

Bai Jiyue secretly felt regretful. If he had come a few days earlier, he might have been able to save Xiao Chongyun's wife.

Bai Jiri's face was full of heartache and he stroked his shoulder: "My condolences." At this moment, all words were pale.

Xiao Chongyun forced a smile and held Bai Jiri's hand: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Come on, I'll take you to see my father. He will definitely be very happy to see you!"

As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at Bai Jiyue, revealing a distressed look: "This Dark Stone Wasteland is so harsh, Sister Jiyue's originally delicate skin has been worn into this!"

Bai Jiyue smiled but didn't answer.

In the past, in the capital, the original owner had a first-rate appearance. Later, in order to protect her, Yan Niang gave her medicine, which made her face full of freckles. Now the antidote is in her luggage, but she doesn't want to use it for the time being.

Led by Xiao Chongyun, the two of them met Xiao Shangli. Xiao Shangli was happy to see that they were genuinely happy. He asked them in detail about their life in the Dark Stone Wasteland and Yan Niang's current situation.

Bai Jiri answered them one by one. Xiao Shangli held the teacup and said sadly, "In the past two years, I have been trying to find a way to get you and your son back to Beijing, but unfortunately I have never succeeded."

Bai Jiri said, "Thank you for your concern, uncle. However, my father's case was too serious. It is normal that no one in the court would help him. Uncle, you don't have to worry about it anymore. Relying on connections alone will not work. We brothers and sisters will find a way to solve this matter."

"What can you do?" Xiao Shangli asked.

"I think there are only two ways for us to return to Beijing. One is to redress my father's innocence, and the other is to make some meritorious service to obtain the emperor's pardon. As for redressing my father's innocence, even our relatives do not have enough evidence for the time being, so making meritorious service is more feasible."

"How easy is it to achieve merit?" Xiao Shangli sighed.

Bai Jiyue smiled and replied: "It's okay, uncle, there is a long time to go. As long as my brother and I work hard, we will always find an opportunity!"

She had already thought about it. If there was really no opportunity, she could create one. However, this also required the right time, and opportunities were something that could only be encountered by chance.