Baby, don't be afraid, I'll accompany you to the heavens and the seas!

"Hmph~~≈!!"

Qianqian had just sat down next to the little tyrant when she heard Qing Tingyu, who was fiddling with a dragon-patterned jade pendant, coldly snort a few times.

This made Qianqian, who was already nervous, swallow hard and didn't dare to lift her head.

Out of the corner of her eye, Qing Tingyu saw that the young master Luo, whose hair was disheveled, had a few blushes on his face and an indescribable charm.

"You filthy thing!!!" Qing Tingyu thought Qianqianluo was gay, so he felt even more disgusted and pathetic towards her.

After she took her seat, the battleground for adults officially began at the table.

On the high platform of Tingmo, Empress Lin noticed that the Emperor frequently expressed his affection for Consort Yang, and even personally tore up meat and ordered Eunuch Fu to send it to Yang Huibao.

Lin Qinrou hid her pampered, delicate hands, soaked in vibrant floral liquid, inside her wide silk robe, crumpling the silk handkerchief embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns into a messy mess.

Yet she still wore the dignified smile of an empress, and even had her maid, Bai Si, deliver the fruit she had peeled herself to Yang Huizhang, who was pregnant with the imperial heir.

Zhang Jinyan, who was drinking wine to relieve his worries on the palace platform, suddenly let out a shrill laugh when he saw Bai Si, the Empress's trusted maid, presenting fruit to Yang Guifei's dining table.

"Hahahaha~≈~≈!! Funny, really funny!!"

A jarring laugh shattered the conversation at the banquet. Emperor Qing Tingmo frowned, his face full of displeasure: "Consort Zhang!! Isn't it time for her medicine again?! Guards!! Help Consort Zhang to take her medicine properly!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!!"

The guards on both sides dragged Consort Zhang out of the Tingmo Terrace with their cold swords, showing no mercy whatsoever.

"Hahahahahahaha!!!" Zhang Jinyan continued to laugh uncontrollably, acting wildly and out of control.

Princess Zhi saw her birth mother being dragged away. Without even putting on her shoes, she chased after her mother, wiping her mouth with her sleeve as she did so. She stumbled and fell several times, finally managing to catch up with the guards.

Upon seeing this, the Zhang brothers quickly feigned illness and left through the back gate of the palace, fearing that their presence would offend Qing Tingmo.

The banquet ended amidst everyone's own thoughts, with the emperor carrying away Yang Guifei, who claimed to be ill and slightly unwell, under a fireworks display.

The palace was cold and desolate late at night, especially the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace, which was so dark that it made one's heart tremble.

Qianqian lowered her head and followed Qingtingyu, who had already walked quite a distance without stopping, with a timid and blank expression.

"This child is so stubborn!! At such a young age, he has the strength of an ox and walks so fast?!" Qianqianluo gasped for breath, tugging at her white robe, gritting her teeth and mentally complaining.

On the imperial road leading to the East Palace, the figures chasing each other are reflected on the hundred-meter-high palace wall, filled with a sense of destiny.

"Your Highness, Young Master Luo is missing!!" Mei Zifeng, a guard of the Eastern Palace, turned around to check on Qianqian Luo's condition, only to discover that the child of the alien race had vanished.

"It's better not to see her, to save myself the trouble!" Mei Ziye said dismissively, holding up the Changxin Palace Lantern.

"Hmm!!" The Crown Prince, who was at the head of the group, responded with an indistinct expression and continued striding forward.

As they drew closer to the gates of the East Palace, the darkness of midnight deepened, and most of the East Palace complex was hidden in the night. No one could see the figure resting on the gates of the East Palace.

Qianqianluo, relying on the novel video analysis created by the Gepier System, knew how to reach the East Palace in the shortest time: by climbing the wall.

Good heavens! Qianqianluo, who was behind Qingtingyu, slapped her forehead and leaped onto the palace wall. She flew over the eaves and walls and arrived at the East Palace gate in a few minutes. She lay down and waited for the little tyrant to return.

Qing Tingyu, concealing the pent-up anger that had been building up in his chest, his face grim, led his personal guards toward the East Palace gate!

boom! ! !

With a loud bang, Qianqian made her dazzling entrance.

She mimicked Spider-Man's bracing motion, bathed in the pure white moonlight, and appeared before Qing Tingyu in a dazed manner.

"So cool!!!" Qianqian thought to herself, and was about to look up and give Qing Tingyu a domineering look when she realized that the little tyrant was casually flicking his sleeves and walking into the palace gate with his guards.

Squeak!!

As the palace gates slammed shut without mercy, Qianqianluo, whose posing had gone numb from all the work, finally stood up, staring at the tightly shut gates with a bewildered expression.

"Wang Defake!!!" The profound words burst out, and Qianqianluo, feeling frustrated, climbed up the high wall of the East Palace again and jumped down.

The expected spectacular spin and landing did not happen; instead, she fell into the wide moat at the entrance of the East Palace with a splash.

"Woof, woof!!" Qianqianluo, struggling to keep her balance amidst the rushing water of the moat, clung to the stone wall along the riverbank, exhausted, and climbed out of the moat before collapsing to the ground.

On the high platform of the Eastern Palace, Qing Tingyu sat on a tiger-skin chair, dressed in a black fox fur coat. By the light of the palace lanterns held by his maid, the little tyrant propped his head up with interest, watching Qianqianluo, who had failed to climb over the wall and fell into the moat. A smile, barely noticeable to others, appeared on his lips.

Qianqian stood up angrily, her brows furrowed. She seemed to remember that the area under the walls of the little tyrant's palace was planted with wildflowers and weeds that the female lead, Mo Fanfan, loved. When did it become a riverbank?!

As she frowned in bewilderment, she looked up and was terrified, for for the first time, her eyes met those of the little tyrant staring at her from the high platform of the Eastern Palace.

"This lowly commoner deserves to die! I didn't know the Crown Prince was here and offended him. I beg the Crown Prince's forgiveness!" Qianqianlu knelt down without saying a word, afraid that this little tyrant would pin some unfounded crime on her again.

"Is that so? Young Master Luo also knows that he has acted immorally and offended me?!" A cold, hoarse voice drifted with the night wind, pouring a layer of ice water over Qianqian Luo's already chilled body.

"This lowly person deserves to die! I beg Your Highness to spare this lowly person!!"

"Climb up here, and as you climb, state the reasons why I can forgive you lowly commoners!!" Qing Tingyu placed her hand on the incense burner, warming the swirling incense smoke, and coldly uttered these words.

"Didn't you hear me?! The Crown Prince told you to climb up here!!" Mei Ziye, a guard of the Eastern Palace, scolded Qian Qianluo, who was still silent and motionless, and even deliberately drew the bloodthirsty cold knife at her waist.

"This lowly commoner kowtows in gratitude to the Crown Prince for his grace!!"

Qianqian's face was deathly pale. On the 108 steps of the East Palace, she dragged her cold clothes, which were soaked with the water from the protective river, and climbed up the high platform of the East Palace with difficulty, holding her breath and kowtowing as she climbed.

Tick-tock!! Tick-tock!!

As she knelt and crawled to pay her respects, water droplets dripped continuously from her white robe. Round beads of water, soaked in the bright moonlight, seeped from her hem and rolled down the palace steps below, disappearing without a trace.

"Hmph!! Qianqianluo, you should remember this well, this is the Qingting Dynasty, the Imperial Palace, not some barbaric land like yours!"

"Tonight you disobeyed etiquette and climbed the wall of the Imperial Palace at will, which is a capital offense!! The Crown Prince is benevolent and has punished you. Do you have any complaints?!"

Mei Ziye, a guard of the Eastern Palace, stood proudly behind the Crown Prince, shouting at Qianqianluo, who was trembling as she knelt and crawled up the steps to express her gratitude.