The Lord God is kneeling on the washboard again

The Queen Mother said, "Queen, I leave the matter to you. I am exhausted."

The Queen Mother's voice was filled with fatigue and helplessness. She closed her eyes slightly, and her face looked a little haggard.

The Queen quickly responded respectfully, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will handle this properly and will not cause you any worries."

The Queen Mother nodded gently and slowly left with the help of the palace maids. Everyone looked at the Queen Mother's departing back, each with their own thoughts in their hearts.

The queen took a deep breath and glanced at everyone present with a serious and solemn expression. She knew that she was shouldering the heavy responsibility entrusted by the queen mother and had to handle this chaos carefully.

Everyone shouted in unison: "Farewell, Queen Mother!"

The voices were uniform and loud, echoing in the huge banquet hall.

The Queen Mother, surrounded by her maids, walked away steadily. She tilted her head slightly and waved to everyone, signaling them to excuse themselves.

As the Queen Mother's figure gradually faded away, the solemn and majestic atmosphere seemed to still linger in the banquet hall, leaving everyone in awe.

The Queen glared at Li Guizhou coldly and said sternly, "Li Guifei, is this how you teach the princes and grandchildren? You've completely disgraced the royal family!"

The Queen's gaze pierced Li Guifei like a sharp sword, and her voice was full of anger and majesty.

Concubine Li's face turned pale, and she knelt down hurriedly, saying in a panic, "Your Majesty, please calm down. I failed to discipline my child well. Please forgive me."

The Queen snorted coldly, "Forgive me? Look at what's happened today! You've ruined the royal family's rules and dignity!"

Concubine Li trembled with fear, cold sweat breaking out on her forehead: "Your Majesty, I will strictly discipline you from now on and will never do this again."

The Queen's eyes were sharp and she said mercilessly, "I hope you will keep your promise. If you do it again, I will not let you off lightly!"

Everyone around was silent, not daring to speak. The queen's majesty was fully revealed at this moment.

Emperor Nanyuan frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Alright." His voice was imposing without anger, carrying the irresistible majesty of an emperor. Everyone immediately fell silent, all looking towards the almighty monarch, awaiting his next decree.

Only Xing Xuanli and Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) were not affected at all.

Amidst this chaos and clamor, Xing Xuanli remained composed, a hint of calmness on her beautiful face. Her gaze was clear and determined, as if the surrounding chaos had nothing to do with her.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) was like this too, his posture as straight as a pine tree, his stern face expressionless. His eyes were deep and serene, as if the complexities of the world could not enter his heart.

The two stood side by side, a tranquil world of their own. The surrounding noise, accusations, and chaos were all blocked out by them. Their calmness formed a sharp contrast with the tension around them, as if they were in another world, unperturbed by the clamor of this world.

Xiao Kexin whispered to Yun Mohan (Nangong Han): "Daddy, I'm sleepy and want to go home to sleep."

Her childish voice was a little sleepy and coquettish. Her little hands tightly grasped the corner of Yun Mohan's clothes. She raised her head, and her big watery eyes looked at him pitifully.

Yun Mohan's (Nangong Han) originally stern face softened instantly. He squatted down, gently touched Xiao Kexin's head, and said, "My dear daughter, Daddy will take you home right away."

His voice was filled with love and affection, a stark contrast to his usual coldness. Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) said goodbye to Emperor Nanyuan: "Your Majesty, my daughter is asleep. I will take her back to the palace to rest."

His voice was low and respectful, and there was a hint of apology in his deep eyes.

Emperor Nanyuan nodded slightly and said, "Go and take good care of the princess."

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) bowed again to express his gratitude, then hugged little Kexin tightly in his arms and turned to walk away. His figure gradually faded away in the eyes of everyone, and his firm steps seemed to carry endless care and love for his daughter.

Back in the palace, Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) carefully placed his daughter on the bed.

His movements were extremely gentle, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world. After gently putting his daughter down, he carefully tucked in the quilt for her, his eyes full of love and tenderness.

Looking at his daughter's sweet and peaceful sleeping face, Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, outlining a warm smile. He sat by the bed, staring at his daughter quietly, unwilling to leave for a long time.

The room was filled with a warm atmosphere. Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) watched over his daughter, as if time had stood still for this moment. The breeze outside the window blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness, but it did not disturb the tranquility and warmth between father and daughter.

Xing Xuanli watched this heartwarming scene quietly, her eyes filled with tenderness and emotion.

She stood not far away, her figure graceful, her lavender dress accentuating her elegance. At that moment, her eyes were fixed on Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) and the sleeping Xiao Kexin, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, outlining a faint smile.

A warm feeling welled up in Xing Xuanli's heart. The scene before her, filled with fatherly love, warmed her immensely. She remained silent, fearing to disrupt this peaceful and beautiful moment. She simply stood there, savoring this moment of warmth and tranquility. It was as if time had frozen in this moment, the world's turmoil had faded, leaving only the deep affection between father and daughter and the deep emotion that touched her heart.

Xing Xuanli said to her son, "Xiao Muhan, you should go to sleep too."

Her voice was soft and gentle, her eyes full of concern.

Little Muhan raised her head, looked at her mother, then looked at Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) and Xiao Kexin, and nodded obediently: "Okay, mother."

Xing Xuanli walked forward, gently stroked Mu Han's head, took him to the bed, made the bedding for him, watched him lie down, and carefully covered him with the quilt.

"Go to sleep, baby." Xing Xuanli gave Mu Han a light kiss on the forehead.

Little Mu Han closed his eyes and soon fell asleep. Xing Xuanli looked at her sleeping son with a relieved smile on her face, then quietly left the room.

Xing Xuanli stood in front of the window, looking out at the night, her thoughts drifting away. Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) came forward to hug her, burying his head in her neck and shoulders.

His warm breath sprayed on her skin, making Xing Xuanli tremble slightly. But she quickly relaxed, leaning gently in Yun Mohan's (Nangong Han) arms, enjoying this moment of peace and warmth.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) hugged her tightly and whispered, "Li'er, thank you for always being by my side."

Xing Xuanli smiled slightly and said softly: "What nonsense are you talking about? We will always be together like this."

The moonlight shone through the window onto them, reflecting the figures of the two hugging each other, as if time had stopped for them, making this warm moment eternal.