GB: Bai Yueguang is a villain again.

Feeling that Xiao Zeqing was sleeping soundly, Su Mo picked up the boiled eggs that the servant had just brought him. When the eggs were no longer so hot, he placed them on his closed eyes and rolled them back and forth gently.

In his dream, Xiao Zeqing hummed comfortably.

Su Mo looked at his peaceful sleeping face and thought about what happened today, feeling both strange and funny.

Logically speaking, a promotion and a raise would be very helpful to the plan, but Xiao Zeqing was not very happy. Instead, he got angry with her. Su Mo was puzzled.

But he looked so beautiful and cute when he cried, and Su Mo's thoughts gradually drifted away.

If you're in bed...

No, Su Mo! You can't be such a beast!

But he's an adult!

Now I am eight years older than him! I can't harm his tender little flower.

Su Mo had a fierce battle in his mind, but in the end he couldn't come to a conclusion.

What was she thinking about? If the other person had no feelings towards her now, she, Su Mo, would not do such a thing as to forcefully abduct the man!

Su Mo decided to give the choice to Xiao Zeqing, and she just had to do her job well.

Xiao Zeqing slept until dinner time because he cried until almost lunch time after Su Mo came back from court. Su Mo said he was too tired and did not wake him up. He quietly finished his lunch and went to handle official business.

After all, she was the second princess who had just ascended the throne, oh no, she was appointed regent by the empress, and there were a lot of things that needed her to review and decide.

By the time she pulled herself away from the pile of memorials, it was already dusk.

Su Mo stood up and stretched his stiff body, then returned to the bedroom to wake up Xiao Zeqing.

After all, the delicate little villain can't be left hungry.

Xiao Zeqing slept very soundly.

In his dream, the sun was warm and he was leaning on his mother's knees. Her delicate and soft hands gently stroked his head.

Her soft voice was heard in my ears.

He didn't know what he said, but it made his mother smile, and she touched the side of his face with her slender white fingers.

When he felt a little itchy, he would snuggle into his mother's arms to avoid her teasing him.

He could hardly remember the sweltering summer days, but at that time the Queen Mother's palace was always cool, and he was always willing to come.

Somehow, the Queen Mother suddenly pushed him away.

The woman who always held him gently in her arms seemed to have used up all her life's strength to push him towards another person.

The scene suddenly changed.

The exquisite and warm courtyard has now turned into a hell on earth.

There were people lying in pools of blood all around, and the sun in the sky was obscured by clouds.

Everything is foggy.

Only through his mother's eyes could he see clearly.

Her eyes, which usually always smiled like spring water, were now wide open and had lost their luster.

"Qing'er, run..."

Xiao Zeqing woke up suddenly, his sweat-soaked clothes stuck to him tightly, as if clinging to his back and freezing all the blood in his body.

It happened that Su Mo had just opened the bedroom door. He was still in a daze, leaning against the headboard, gasping in fear, and it seemed as if someone was whispering in his ears.

Seeing him like this, Su Mo asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Xiao Zeqing looked up at her and reached out to hold Su Mo.

The finger just raised, but stopped suddenly.

"It's okay, General, don't worry." After a while, he slowly spoke.

After saying this, he realized that Su Mo was already the Regent and should call him Prince.

"Your Majesty..."

Su Mo smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. You can call me whatever you want. Are you hungry? It's time for dinner."

"Okay, Your Highness, could you please step aside for a moment so I can change my clothes?"

Su Mo nodded and responded, "I'll go to the dining hall and wait for you."

Looking at her leaving back, Xiao Zeqing felt very confused.

He should resent it.

He hated Su Mo for causing his plan to fail in the womb and for making his years of power struggle go to waste.

But I can't help but rely on her.

He hadn't dreamed of his mother for a long time. Every day and night in Apocalypse, he would dream of him running for his life in a panic, watching the people around him fall one by one.

Their regretful eyes and the voices of constant urging have been his nightmare and obsession over the years.

But those people gradually disappeared after meeting her.

He didn't dare ask for even a moment of warmth.

Beside her, it reappeared.

Mother...what should Qing'er do?

……

When Xiao Zeqing changed into a light green brocade robe and arrived at the dining hall, his favorite dishes were already on the table.

My heart, which had finally calmed down, suddenly began to beat again.

He looked at Su Mo deeply, wondering what the man was thinking.

After the meal, the two sat in silence.

On the other side, Lin Jia couldn't eat.

"What kind of food is this made in the imperial kitchen? I pay you a salary just to fool me like this?" She threw the jade chopsticks fiercely at the eunuch serving beside her and cursed loudly.

"Your Majesty, please calm down! The late emperor just passed away, so the food is a bit simple." Everyone knelt down and begged for mercy.

However, he couldn't help but secretly think that this new emperor was really hard to serve and only knew how to take his anger out on others. He was afraid that his life would be difficult in the future.

Lin Jia was choked by their reasoning, and then said, "Forget it, I have no appetite, please leave."

She flicked her sleeves, returned to the Yangxin Palace with a gloomy face.

Looking at the pile of memorials sent from the Regent's Palace on the table, the anger that he had suppressed with great difficulty burst out again.

She overturned the pile of memorials and cursed fiercely, "Su Mo! You are nothing but a dog given to her by the Queen Mother. How dare you bully me!"

"I really don't know my own weight!"

Lin Jia looked at the eye-catching cinnabar on the memorial and found it extremely dazzling.

It was as if Su Mo was right in front of her, saying to her with that smug face, "It is not appropriate to spend lavishly within a year of the late emperor's death. Also, the national treasury is empty and many things need to be rebuilt. The coronation ceremony should be put on hold for now and discussed later."

Lin Jia was in a state of helplessness and rage, and Su Mo got the information that she was angry in the palace.

Su Mo couldn't help laughing. With her understanding of Lin Jia, she could guess that Lin Jia would curse her madly after closing the door.

It's a pity for the late emperor. None of his children were capable of shouldering important responsibilities. The only one he treated as his own daughter, the Sixth Princess, now needs to be protected under the wings of others.

Even without me, Feng Lin would have destroyed himself sooner or later.

……

Su Mo slept soundly on the floor, while someone else tossed and turned at night.

Not to mention Lin Jia, who was almost driven crazy by Su Mo, Xiao Zeqing was also very uncomfortable.

He lay facing the wall with his back to Su Mo. Because he had been weak since childhood, his quilt was never warm enough. When he was young, his mother would always order the servants to warm him up with a hot water bottle. After his mother left, he had no energy to care about these things, and he tormented himself every day with plans for revenge.

But Su Mo slept with him in her arms for the past two days, and her arms were filled with a faint fragrance and endless warmth.

Now that he has suddenly lost it, he misses it even more.

There were excuses for her to come up before, but now there are none.

It’s so hard... Not only nights like this, but also suppressing my own emotions.

How could he not last even a day, knowing that he would definitely get hurt.

What's more, Su Mo still has that person in his heart, and he has more important things to do.

He had to hold on a little longer, Xiao Zeqing curled up in the quilt.

It'll take... a little longer...

A dreamless night.

As Su Mo expected, Lin Jia really made things difficult for her during the morning court session.

Su Mo looked at Lin Jia with amusement as she sat on the dragon throne and acted pretentiously, kowtowing to her in both open and covert ways.

But few people in the court dared to agree with her.

After all, Su Mo was originally a first-rank general appointed by the late emperor himself. Now that she is the regent, she has both troops and power. Who dares to displease her?

When gods fight, the little ghosts suffer, and they don’t want to suffer.

Su Mo also practiced Tai Chi with Lin Jia in a friendly manner. The two of them were having a lot of fun.

The entire morning court session started and ended with Tai Chi performed by the two of them, so it had a complete beginning and an end.

When she returned home, Su Mo did not see Xiao Zeqing coming out to pick her up.

She had clearly woken him up this morning and had come to pick her up before.

She casually asked, "Where is Wang Fu?"

The servant replied, "Mr. Wang Zhuo was taken away to a small gathering by the Prime Minister and his husband early this morning."

Su Mo said "oh" and asked again, "Did you say when you'll be back?"

"The king's wife said to be back before dinner."

"Okay, I understand." Su Mo nodded, "Call me when you go to pick someone up."

"Yes."