The foolish girl returns, and the regent becomes a wife-loving madman

Xie Lingxiao was furious when he saw Ling Chen seeming to want to say something but hesitated.

The people around him are really getting more and more capable. They either can't distinguish between big and small things, or they just keep silent.

"Just say it if you have something to say. Why are you hesitating?"

Ling Chen glanced at him, pursed his lips and said, "After Xie Zihan was released from prison, he wandered around the street and headed straight to the Regent's Palace."

Hearing his words, Xie Lingxiao's expression suddenly turned cold: "Why are you going to the palace?"

"He went to look for the princess..."

Without waiting for Ling Chen to finish his words, Xie Lingxiao slammed the table and stood up.

"Sure enough, I shouldn't have let him go easily according to my brother's arrangement."

Ling Chen hurriedly said: "Master, he wants to know the whereabouts of Shen Jinghuan and Guizhi."

Hearing Ling Chen's words, Xie Lingxiao looked at him in a daze for a moment.

Thinking of what he just said, he looked away and coughed softly, "Did you tell him?"

"Not yet. The people in the palace want to ask the queen first and then tell him."

Xie Lingxiao tapped the imperial desk lightly with his fingers, his dark brows furrowed the entire time.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Send someone to tell him directly."

"Don't mention anything related to him in front of the Queen anymore."

"Yes." Ling Chen responded.

Xie Lingxiao waved his hand and asked him to retreat. When his eyes fell on the imperial desk, his expression became even uglier.

No wonder his good brother was so anxious to hand over the mess to him. It turned out that he wanted to hide away.

Xie Lingxiao looked at the imperial desk piled with memorials, remained silent for a long time, then stood up and walked out.

There are so many memorials, and he doesn’t know when he will finish reading them. He wants to go back to the bedroom to see Shen Jingxuan first, and then think about the memorials.

When he came to the bedroom, he unexpectedly saw Xie Ziling and Xie Zian.

"Why are you here?"

Xie Zian said: "Uncle, I promised to give you a gift at the palace before, and I am here to give you a gift this time."

Xie Lingxiao looked at him and raised his eyebrows slightly: "How much gift did you give?"

"A gift to congratulate you on your ascension to the throne and a gift to congratulate your aunt on her becoming queen." Xie Zian answered truthfully.

He didn't understand why his uncle would ask since this had been decided before in the palace.

Xie Lingxiao looked at him with a twinkle in his eyes, then turned his head to look at Xie Ziling: "What are you doing here?"

Xie Ziling was slightly stunned, and quickly replied: "Xu'er wanted to find the emperor's aunt, so I brought him here."

Xie Lingxiao looked at him and nodded slightly: "What are you going to do later?"

"I'll ask Xu'er later what he wants to do, and I'll go with him."

Xie Ziling looked at Xie Lingxiao in confusion, and seeing that his face was calm, his heart slowly calmed down.

The emperor's uncle said that he performed well and let him leave the palace. The emperor's uncle should be satisfied with his performance today, right?

Xie Lingxiao tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingers, his eyes wandering between Xie Zian and Xie Ziling.

The two of them noticed his gaze and sat there tense, not knowing what to do.

After a long while, Xie Lingxiao said, "Since you two have nothing to do, follow me to the Imperial Study."

Xie Zian's tense body relaxed slightly and he slowly leaned back on the chair.

Fortunately, he just went to the imperial study. The emperor's uncle's appearance just now almost scared him to death.

Xie Ziling was not as optimistic as Xie Zian. For some reason, his forehead was throbbing and he always felt that something bad was going to happen.

Xie Lingxiao did not give the two a chance to continue thinking. He stood up and took them to the imperial study.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the memorials on the imperial desk, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up.

How can you let him suffer alone?

If they want to get rid of the mess and live a free and easy life, it also depends on whether he agrees.

It's just a pity that his good brother now lives in the Royal Courtyard, otherwise...

Xie Lingxiao turned around, leaned on the imperial desk, and waved at the two of them.

"come over."

Xie Zian and Xie Ziling looked at each other and moved their feet with difficulty.

Although they were unwilling, they could not refuse the order of the emperor's uncle.

"Emperor...Uncle." Xie Zian said nervously.

Xie Lingxiao's eyebrows curved and he patted Xie Zian's shoulder gently: "Zi'an, don't be so nervous in front of the emperor's uncle."

"You should learn from Ziling. He is very nice and doesn't seem nervous at all."

Xie Ziling suddenly looked at Xie Lingxiao.

Isn't he nervous?

If being nervous was useful, he would have left Shangjing City long ago.

"Uncle, do you have any instructions?" Xie Ziling asked.

But looking at Xie Lingxiao's raised lips, he suddenly regretted what he had just asked.

Xie Lingxiao patted Xie Ziling on the shoulder: "Don't worry, the emperor's uncle is fine."

No big deal?

But even if it was a small matter, he was afraid he couldn't bear it.

Xie Lingxiao's voice was unusually gentle, but when Xie Zian and Xie Ziling heard it, they instantly broke out in cold sweats.

That bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

"Since you have nothing else to do, you can review the memorials in the Imperial Study today."

Xie Ziling said loudly: "Uncle, I have something to do. I will go back to accompany Xu'er."

After saying this, regardless of whether Xie Lingxiao objected or not, he quickly walked towards the palace door, fearing that if he was a step late, he would not be able to leave.

Xie Lingxiao looked at his figure, his lips slightly raised: "Lingfeng, stop him."

Looking at Ling Feng who appeared at the palace gate, Xie Ziling paused slightly.

"Uncle, I will be worried if Xu'er can't see me."

"Don't worry, your aunt is with him, he won't miss you for the time being."

"..."

To put it nicely, it is only temporary. With the Imperial Aunt by her side, Xu'er probably won't even think of herself today.

But he really didn't want to stay.

While Xie Lingxiao's gaze was on Xie Ziling, Xie Zian slowly moved towards the palace door.

However, he didn't expect that after he took a few steps, Xie Lingxiao's gaze fell on him.

"Uncle, I want to go to the toilet."

"Oh, since Zi'an wants to go, the emperor's uncle can satisfy you on this matter."

Xie Lingxiao looked towards the palace door and said, "Lingchen, accompany Zi'an to the toilet."

Hearing Xie Lingxiao's words, Xie Zian waved his hands hastily: "Uncle, I won't go, I won't go."

Even if he really wanted to go, how could he save face when someone was staring at him?

Xie Lingxiao raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you really not going?"

After thinking for a while, Xie Lingxiao continued: “You should go, so as not to be busy later. What if you want to go again?”

"Uncle, I...I held it back."

"Pfft..." Ling Chen laughed out loud while standing at the palace gate.

Ling Feng pursed his lips tightly and his shoulders kept shaking.

Xie Ziling looked at Xie Zian in shock, with worry on his face.

My eldest brother must have been frightened by the emperor's uncle to the point of saying such words.

Xie Lingxiao put away the smile on his face and ordered Ling Feng and Ling Chen to bring in two desks, which were piled with memorials.

"If you don't finish reviewing today, you are not allowed to leave."

"Uncle..." they said in unison.

Xie Lingxiao gestured to the two of them to keep quiet.

"If you think it's too little, I can ask the minister to write it and send it to you immediately."

Xie Zian and Xie Ziling looked at Xie Lingxiao in horror for a moment, and seeing that he looked unhappy, they quickly found a desk and sat down.

Xie Lingxiao raised his eyebrows and looked at the two of them, then left the imperial study with satisfaction.

The two of them were busy from sunrise to sunset, but the memorials piled up on the desk seemed like they would never be finished and never decreased.