Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

"Princess, His Majesty said that it is getting late tonight and you can rest in the palace." A young eunuch walked out of the inner hall.

Feng Xili and Fude rushed here, but were told that Emperor Qi Zhao had already gone to bed. She looked at Fude speechlessly and said, "Is this what you mean by His Majesty being in a good mood?"

Fude’s old face turned red. This shouldn’t be the case!

Forget it, it’s really late anyway, I might as well sleep in the palace. It’s not like I haven’t slept before.

Tonight's palace banquet went smoothly without any incident. She was so busy that she was dizzy and didn't know what was going on with Zuo Ran.

"I'm not used to having other people around me. Please ask the father-in-law to bring Xia Feng and Ling Yu here."

Ford immediately responded, "I'll make the arrangements right away."

After packing up, she stretched and said, "Contact Zuo Ran tomorrow and meet at the old place."

Xia Feng nodded, "Yes, Princess."

Lingyu lowered her head and followed Xia Feng out.

In the middle of the night, Feng Xili sat at the table and nodded constantly. Just when she wanted to lie down on the table and doze off for a while, the window rang.

"Princess?"

She slapped her face and forced her eyes open. Xia Feng in front of her had a bloodshot face, one eye socket was dark, and the other eye was staring blankly into the distance.

"Ah! Xia Feng!" She was startled, stood up and rushed forward.

Xia Feng was startled and quickly grabbed the stool that was about to fall over, and then Feng Xili grabbed her arm.

"Xia Feng! Xia... um?" She was stunned for a moment and touched the cheek of the man who was still bent over.

Warm, clean, and with a pair of bright and puzzled almond-shaped eyes.

"What's wrong with the princess?" Xia Feng helped the person sit on the other side. The two of them didn't look like master and servant, but more like sisters sitting face to face.

"It's okay, it's okay. I almost fell asleep and you scared me."

"How is it? Did she go out?" Feng Xili changed the subject. The hallucination just now was too terrifying and she had no idea where to start.

Xia Feng's face darkened. "She didn't go out, but she stayed in the small kitchen in the side hall for a quarter of an hour."

She pursed her lips. Lingyue couldn't speak up for her, so Lingyu had to take the risk. Since she had taken the bait, she had to let out the line carefully.

However, if she wanted to lure out the person behind her, she had to let her have some control.

"You are like this..." She put her palm to her mouth and said a few simple words.

"The palace is different from the outside world. You must be careful. Also, I met Chun Geng during the banquet."

The boss is in the palace? Xia Feng was stunned.

Feng Xili nodded. "However, it's up to you whether to look for him or not. Chun Geng is our last resort. I don't want to bring him unnecessary risks because of these trivial matters."

Xia Feng was shocked and looked at her gratefully. With a master like her, how could they not be willing to fight to the death?

The next morning, Feng Xili was invited to the imperial study by Eunuch Fude.

Emperor Qi Zhao was still in the morning court, while she was sitting in the inner room of the imperial study, feeling so sleepy that she kept falling asleep.

What does your majesty mean? Calling me here so early in the morning to wait for nothing.

"Ding..." The slight sound of cups colliding made her wake up instantly.

"Who?"

This is Emperor Qi Zhao's study. What little thief dares to stay here?

Feng Xili forgot to call the guards outside the door for a moment, and tilted her head to look towards the screen.

The familiar jade crown, the familiar phoenix eyes, and the tender look in her eyes.

"It's you? Why are you here?" she asked.

The man sitting on the armchair silently poured a glass of wine, then raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Who does this person look like?

Oh! Yes, he looks a lot like Emperor Qizhao. No, he looks like Emperor Xiaozun!

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. The next moment, the cry she had made in her dream became hoarse in her throat.

"You are, yes, yes!" Feng Xili pointed at him with trembling fingers excitedly. She thought she would not be able to see him for a while.

"Li You, don't be rude!" Emperor Qi Zhao came back from court and saw her pointing at the man opposite with a cold temperament.

A certain cold person looked up at him, as if to say: Who are you calling rude?

Emperor Qi Zhao choked, and the dignified emperor blinked a little with some grievance and said nothing.

Feng Xili finally reacted. The person who could silence His Majesty, this person, was really...

The youngest son of Emperor Xiaozun who had been missing for decades?

Emperor Qi Zhao's only living uncle?

Then isn’t he the original owner’s biological father?