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Xu Zize pondered for a moment, his slender fingers tapping lightly on the table. "This matter must be decided by my father." He shook his head again, his eyes becoming far-sighted. "If it's gold, silver, or treasures, they can't be touched now. They will be used to recover the territory and the people later."

These words made Jing Chunxi's eyes flash with admiration, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, feeling that he had not misjudged the person.

She suddenly remembered something and continued, "Madame Zhou was rescued by Xier, but..." Before she finished speaking, she saw Xu Zize suddenly look up, his eyes flashing with surprise, and even his breathing became rapid.

Seeing his reaction, Jing Chunxi quickly added, "Mammy was seriously injured. She was treated in the space for four days. Before leaving, Xi'er entrusted her to Daddy and Mommy. Daddy even had the military doctor re-set Mammy's bones."

She paused, her voice lowered a bit: "Xi'er had to rescue the people, otherwise Mammy would not have survived."

She said this because she was worried that Xu Zize would blame her for acting rashly and on her own initiative, but she didn't expect him to just give her a grateful look.

Jing Chunxi slowly took out the warm jade token from his arms and handed it to Xu Zize.

As she recounted the story of how she saved the woman, especially when she mentioned how Madam Zhou was beaten to death, Xu Zize suddenly reached out and tightly grasped her shoulders. His fingers trembled slightly, and his voice choked with sobs: "Xi'er, thank you!" In the candlelight, one could see the sparkle of tears in his eyes.

Jing Chunxi completely understood his feelings at the moment. Madam Zhou was not only his support in the deep palace, but also his warmth during those difficult years.

This was one of the two reasons why she risked her life to save her - the other reason was, of course, that if she hadn't taken the couplet, Nanny Zhou wouldn't have suffered this misfortune.

"Brother Xiaokang, listen to me." Jing Chunxi gently pried open his arms that were about to embrace him, pointed at the jade tablet and continued, "The Emperor's will was given to you, Brother Xiaokang. This is the utmost trust in you, Brother."

Seeing his confusion, Jing Chunxi pointed to the lotus on the jade pendant and said, "Brother Xiaokang used to carry it with him all the time." If it had not been given to her, he would have worn it all the time.

Xu Zize spread his palms in disbelief, staring at the jade token that was so familiar to him: "In the jade token? How is that possible?" His voice suddenly became bitter, "When I left the palace..."

Memories flooded back—Eunuch Li had turned his two packages inside out, examining every fold of his clothes. The humiliation he felt even now made him feel a tightness in his chest.

"This lotus flower," Jing Chunxi said, leaning closer to him and lightly tapping the delicate lotus pattern on the jade plaque, "is exactly the same as the lotus flower carved on the gold bricks beneath the altar in the Great Buddha Hall." As she spoke, a simple iron box appeared out of thin air in her palm. "On the night of the palace banquet, Xi'er entered the palace again."

Pushing the iron box to him, "Xi'er dug this out from under the gold bricks."

"Daddy said we can't open it without permission." She placed the iron box solemnly on his hand and said, "The one who opens it should be its true owner."

Xu Zize held the iron box in his hands and stared at Jing Chunxi with an almost painful look: "Xi'er, how can you be so smart?" His voice was as light as a sigh, and he repeated, "How can you be so smart?"

The girl easily broke through the thick fog that so many people were trying so hard to find.

"You are our lucky star." He murmured again.

After a long moment, his gaze shifted from Jing Chunxi's face to the iron box. "When Xi'er tires of Sihui's delicacies, we'll go see father together."

Putting down the iron box, he carefully rolled up the scroll on the coffee table and said, "It's safer to keep it in Xier's space." When handing back the scroll and the iron box, his fingertips accidentally brushed against her fingers, bringing a slightly cool touch.

"I'll just have enough delicious food tonight, and Brother Xiaokang can pack the rest for Xier to eat on the way." Jing Chunxi took it with a smile and put the items back into the space.

Suddenly, she felt a huge weight lifted from her shoulders.

Although these things have not yet been delivered to their real owners, her anxiety and tension over the past few days have suddenly dissipated a lot because she has brother Xiaokang to share the burden with.

"Xi'er, do you smell something good?"

Jing Chunxi took a deep breath, and a familiar fragrance drifted through the air, making her smile involuntarily. Xu Zize couldn't help but tease her.

"Yeah! Last time, Sister Jiaojiao treated Xier to a good meal." After saying that, Jing Chunxi sniffed again intoxicatedly, as if he was still savoring the delicious meal.

"Sister Jiaojiao?" Xu Zize asked, "When did Xier get to know the people here?"

"We met by chance in Jiangmen County," Jing Chunxi smiled at him, and added, "But she's already in the capital. Sister Jiaojiao even saved my life at the palace banquet last time."

"You! Help?" Xu Zize was startled, his eyes wide open as he looked at her, full of reproach. When Jing Chunxi had just recounted everything that had happened, he had downplayed the danger he had encountered, which startled him.

"It's okay. He was almost recognized by the palace guards, but she came to the rescue." Jing Chunxi saw that he was unhappy, so she pretended to smile and pulled his arm and said, "By the way, his father has been transferred to the position of Shaoqing of the Dali Temple. Brother Xiaokang, do you know him?"

Seeing the girl feigning innocence as she looked at her, Xu Zize shook his head helplessly and said seriously, "Brother Xiaokang doesn't need you to take risks." Then he looked outside the door and said, "Shaoqing Feng is my father's man, and he was specially planted in the capital. Xi'er and that Sister Jiaojiao can interact with each other in the future."

Jing Chunxi smiled helplessly, too embarrassed to say that Feng Jiaojiao thought she had sold herself into slavery, so she quickly changed the subject: "Xi'er has heard the crispy skin of the tea oil chicken, and the slippery rice noodles, coated with the sauce, go down in one mouthful..." She swallowed unconsciously, then touched her stomach, "I'm hungry."

A smile flashed in Xu Zize's eyes. "Seeing how greedy you are, the food should be on the table. Let's go." After saying that, he gently took Jing Chunxi's hand and stood up.

Jing Chunxi looked up in surprise, then hesitated and said, "But the others..."

"Don't worry! No one is to blame, we have Qingfeng and Luying!" Her forehead was tapped lightly, making her vaguely feel as if she had returned to four years ago.