Exile: Empty half of the capital and blow up the enemy's palace

The emperor was in a daze, and felt that his whole body was enveloped by a cold and gloomy air. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a blood-red space.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood. Not far away, a huge wok was roiling with boiling oil, making a crackling sound.

Inside the frying pan, a figure was struggling in agony. The emperor frowned and took a closer look, his pupils shrinking suddenly—it was his late father in the frying pan! His father's skin was peeling off from the hot oil, and he kept wailing in pain.

"Father!" The emperor's eyes were filled with confusion as he rushed over anxiously. Before he even got close to the wok, he felt a wave of heat sweeping over his body, preventing him from taking a single step forward. He could only stand there anxiously, watching his father wailing in pain in the wok.

"My son, don't come over here!" His father wailed in agony from within the frying pan. "All this is due to the sins I committed in my lifetime. I was incompetent and unjust, judging others by my own petty standards. I ruthlessly slaughtered the Duke of Huguo, the 'protector god' of the Great Zhou Kingdom. As a result, I was condemned to the Eighteenth Level of Hell after my death. I'm frying in the frying pan every day, suffering endless torment!"

His father's shrill voice echoed in the blood-red space, "My son, the Duke of Protector's Mansion is protected by the gods. You must agree to whatever they want. Otherwise, heaven will surely punish you. After you die, you will be cast into the eighteen levels of hell and fry in oil every day like me!"

His father screamed at the top of his lungs, the scalding hot oil continuously poured into his throat. He let out a shrill scream, and his skin was peeled off by the scalding hot oil, revealing his white bones.

The emperor was so frightened that he trembled all over, his legs went weak, and he looked at everything in front of him with horror.

"Remember, you must never disobey the Duke of Protectorate, otherwise you will end up as miserable as me..." His father's shrill voice echoed in his ears.

"No!" The emperor woke up from a nightmare and sat up suddenly from the ground. His heart was beating wildly in his chest. He looked at everything around him. This was in the imperial study, not in the eighteen levels of hell. He had just fainted and had a nightmare.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" The eunuch outside the imperial study heard the noise and asked with concern.

The Emperor calmed himself and said, "Nothing." Recalling his father's miserable state in the frying pan in his dream, the Emperor frowned. Why had he suddenly had such a dream? Could it be a warning to him?

Dreams are fake and cannot be trusted. Just as he was comforting himself in this way, he suddenly felt a stinging pain in his hand and found a scar on his hand, as if it was burned by oil.

The emperor stared at the scar on his hand, his pupils contracted instantly, and cold sweat slid down his forehead again. This dream was real!

Xiaobai looked at the emperor's frightened expression and knew that his nightmare technique had worked. Xiaobai's figure flashed and disappeared from the imperial study in an instant. In the blink of an eye, he returned to Yun Qingqing's room in the Duke of Protector's Mansion.

At this time, Yun Qingqing had fallen asleep. Xiaobai climbed onto the bed gently, stretched out his paw to cover Yun Qingqing with the quilt, and closed his eyes next to Yun Qingqing.

The next morning, when Yun Qingqing woke up, she saw Xiaobai sleeping next to her.

Seeing Xiaobai sleeping soundly, Yun Qingqing got off the bed quietly, tidied herself up, and left the room quietly.

After walking out of the yard, Yun Qingqing strode towards the dining room. When she reached the corner of the corridor, she met Yun Chenghao, Yun Chengxi and Yun Chengying.

"Sixth brother, seventh brother, eighth brother." Yun Qingqing greeted them with a smile.

"Abao, you got up early today." Yun Chenghao said with a smile, looking at her gently with a doting smile on his face.

Yun Qingqing's eyes curved, "Sixth brother, if you want to watch the fun, you have to get up early, otherwise you won't be able to see anything if you're late."

Upon hearing this, Yun Chengying jokingly said with a smile, "Good boy, I didn't expect our Abao is such a fun-loving person."

"Everyone in our family loves to watch the fun." Yun Chengxi said with a smile.

Yun Chenghao retorted, "My uncle and my brother don't like to watch the fun."

"My dad and elder brother are so boring." Yun Chengying complained immediately after hearing what they said.

Yun Chengxi laughed and said, "My uncle and my elder brother are the most taciturn people in our family."

"Oh wow, Seventh Brother, you're in trouble. Big brother heard you say he is a taciturn person." Yun Chengying said gloatingly.

Yun Chengxi froze all over, and slowly turned his head, only to see his eldest brother Yun Chengyan and third brother Yun Chengyuan coming towards him.

The eldest brother Yun Chengyan had a blank expression on his face, while the third brother Yun Chengyuan had a slightly raised corner of his mouth, with a smile on his face that showed he was watching the fun and not minding the trouble.

"Ahem." Yun Chengxi coughed lightly a few times and greeted Yun Chengyan and Yun Chengyuan who were walking over with a smile, "Big brother, Third brother."

Yun Chengyan nodded slightly.

Yun Chengyuan responded with a smile, patted his shoulder and teased, "Little Seven, you're really good. You even dare to say that Big Brother is a taciturn person behind his back."

"Ahem." Yun Chengxi, upon hearing him bring up something irrelevant, coughed lightly and changed the subject, "Let's quickly go to the dining room to eat. Afterwards, we can go to Zhuque Street to watch the fun."

"Let's go." Yun Chengyuan responded with a smile and took the lead to walk towards the dining room.