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

"Your Majesty, that lowly commoner Qianqianluo is kneeling outside Tingyu Palace, putting on airs and begging for forgiveness from the Crown Prince!!"

Through the palace curtain, Zhi'er naturally saw Qianqian's annoying figure kneeling outside the palace door.

"Haha, Yu'er, Young Master Luo has arrived!"

"What do you think we should do?" Qing Tingmo picked up a piece of mung bean cake and slowly put it into his mouth. While chewing the cake, he pouted and asked the still cold and indifferent Crown Prince across from him.

"Summon him into the palace. Don't make him kneel outside the East Palace. People who don't know the situation will think I'm mistreating him!"

"Yes, this servant will summon this lowly commoner to the palace immediately!" Upon receiving the order, Zhi'er immediately stepped gracefully to Qianqianluo's side.

Qianqian, with her tall and slender figure, knelt properly outside the Tingyu Palace.

The sun, already high in the sky, blazed down on her fair, swan-like neck, causing it to be covered in a thin layer of glistening sweat.

Qianqianluo saw Zhier approaching and quickly kowtowed to express her gratitude: "This humble subject has come to apologize to the Crown Prince. Please, Miss Zhier, inform him so that this humble subject may have the honor of catching a glimpse of the Crown Prince!"

When Zhi'er heard the clear, melodious voice, she was quite startled when she saw the person kneeling on the steps of the palace.

The young man was handsome and graceful, with a soft and fragrant body, upright and noble. He didn't look like a lowly commoner captured from a barbarian land at all. He looked more like a prince or noble son from a prestigious family!

"You, you are Qianqianluo?!" Zhi'er asked cautiously, fearing that she had mistaken someone else for someone else and that this would bring her death.

"Yes, thank you for your trouble, Miss Zhi'er!" Qianqianlu raised her eyes, her lips full of smiles, exuding charm.

"Your Highness, the Crown Prince requests your presence. Please follow me!"

Qianqian followed behind Zhier, her soaring momentum overwhelming the royal maids leading the way, creating a powerful sense of pressure!

Zhi'er led the way, feeling anxious and unsettled.

She glanced at the person behind her out of the corner of her eye, still unable to believe it. How could the scoundrel she had trampled on this morning, who had looked like a dejected and rude beggar, have transformed into such a noble and elegant figure, adorned with jade and gold?

"Greetings, Your Majesty! Your Highness! Prince Luo has been brought in!"

"This lowly commoner pays homage to the Emperor! This lowly commoner pays homage to the Crown Prince! May the Emperor and the Crown Prince be well!!"

Hearing Qianqian's voice, which sounded like pearls shattering and jade breaking, the Crown Prince, who was sitting upright on the couch, felt an unnatural embarrassment for some reason: "Ahem! It's good that you're here! Please take a seat!" The little tyrant arrogantly waved his hand to give the order.

“Yes! Zhi’er, go, go and offer Young Master Luo a seat!” Qing Tingmo also gave the order.

After a long while, Qianqian sat awkwardly beside the Crown Prince, not knowing what to say.

Prince Qing Tingyu also lowered his brows and eyes, constantly flipping through the ancient book he had read dozens of times.

Qing Tingmo rested the fan handle on his chin and thoughtfully broke the awkward atmosphere with his words: "Yu'er suffers from insomnia. The Imperial Hospital in the palace has been diagnosing my son for several years, and they all say they are helpless!"

"Hmm~~ Then! Young Master Luo, you shall move out of the Dog Palace from now on! Come and serve in Yu'er's inner palace, so as to put my daughter's mind and body at ease and stabilize the foundation of the nation!"

Upon hearing the Emperor's bizarre order, Qianqian frowned in disbelief.

The Crown Prince's insomnia is incurable; that's because your good Empress has drugged his incense burner. The most terrifying thing is that the little tyrant already knows this and is using this as a pretext to gather evidence, intending to deliver a fatal blow to Empress Lin!

"What? You don't want to serve me?!" The Crown Prince slammed the book shut and rebuked the commoner beside him, seeing his suspicious and embarrassed expression.

"No! This humble subject dares not! This humble subject is filled with extreme fear. This humble subject's status is extremely low, and I fear that if I were to rashly enter the Crown Prince's inner palace to serve him, I might be biased!"

She was so frightened that she quickly got off the chair, crying and snotting as she kowtowed to the Crown Prince to beg for forgiveness.

"Alright, your heroic deed of single-handedly saving the Mo family's lives has already spread throughout the capital!!"

"Young Master Luo possesses superb martial arts skills and is also full of strategic acumen and ambition!"

"I have entrusted you with waiting in Yu'er's inner palace because I value your skills, so please do not refuse!"

Qing Tingmo gave the order in a clear and reasonable manner, making it impossible and impossible for anyone to resist.

"Yes, Your Majesty! I thank Your Majesty for your grace, and I also thank the Crown Prince for your kindness!"

"This lowly commoner must serve the Qingting Dynasty and the Crown Prince with utmost loyalty, even unto death!!!" Qianqian declared her loyalty in one breath without pausing.

"Alright, no need for formalities, get up quickly!!"

"Alas, there are many affairs of the previous dynasty, so I shall take my leave now! Young Master Luo, please take good care of Yu'er and do not neglect her!"

Qing Tingmo exuded authority without anger, and his words were full of threats and commands.

"Yes!!! This lowly commoner will certainly take good care of the Crown Prince, without bias!!"

Just as the Eastern Palace saw off the formidable Qing Tingmo, the Empress's Qinrou Palace welcomed the Emperor, whom they hadn't seen in ten thousand years and who was extremely busy with state affairs.

Outside the Qinrou Palace, Bai Si and Eunuch Tu received an imperial edict from Grand Eunuch Kang: The Emperor will be visiting Qinrou Palace tonight!

The two waited anxiously at the gate of Qinrou Palace for the emperor's carriage, and ordered someone to light even brighter whale oil lamps, for fear that Qingtingmo might get lost and go to the wrong palace.

Lin Qinrou was also dressing up in the inner palace, after all, the emperor had not visited the empress's palace for many years.

Empress Lin changed out of her phoenix robe and put on the pink ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) that she wore when the two of them first met as childhood sweethearts.

As the years pass, the pink ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) loses its vibrant and charming appeal.

Lin Qinrou insisted on wearing this old dress, her black hair had fallen down, and she waited barefoot for her husband outside the palace gate.

Adorned in a dark dragon robe, Qing Ting stepped down from the carriage with an air of grandeur.

He stared at the Queen, who was waiting for him barefoot outside the palace gate. The Queen was wearing a pink dress and her hair was draped over her head.

The emperor was somewhat dazed. In his childhood, at night, he would always climb over the East Palace wall to see Rou'er. Rou'er would be so overjoyed that she would forget to dress up and wait for him outside the official residence.

"May Your Majesty be well!"

"May Your Majesty be well!!!"

"Yes! Rou'er, you've worked hard!!" The Emperor picked up Lin Qinrou and carried her into Qinrou Palace.

Upon seeing this, the remaining palace maids and eunuchs closed the palace gates and withdrew to the outer hall.

On the bed in the inner palace, the emperor tore off her old clothes, his naked body filling the empress's empty heart.

"Rou'er, all these years! It is I, the Emperor, who have been cold to you!"

"No, it's Rou'er's jealous nature that hurt Yu'er's heart, and also her husband's heart!!" Lin Qinrou leaned against the emperor's chest, sobbing softly, full of regret.

"What? What? What does Rou'er call me?!" Qing Tingmo was also engrossed in the long-awaited passion. He stroked the Empress's fair face and asked a seductive question.

"Call me? Call me? Rou'er calls my Emperor her husband!"

Overwhelmed by the Emperor's favor, the young woman collapsed, her sobs like withered flowers in the rain, pleading for support and comfort.

The imperial guards continued to add incense to the incense burner in the muddy, disheveled inner palace, in order to complete the Empress's mission of conceiving a son and killing the Crown Prince.

The death of her second son, Qing Tingyi, in infancy has always been a source of deep sorrow for the Empress. She even believes that this freak's return to the capital has offended her beloved son. Lin Qinrou deeply regrets her actions and wishes she had strangled this little tyrant in his cradle when she was pregnant with him.