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

With the Spring Festival approaching, the apricot blossoms in the capital are in full bloom!

Qianqian fell asleep in the dog palace and slept until noon before waking up in the golden cage, rubbing her eyes because the sunlight was too bright.

"Ha~ Ah~!!" She yawned and left the dog palace while holding her waist.

The midday sun scorched the apricot blossoms all over the city, and the fragrance of the roasted apricot blossoms was carried by the cool breeze to the East Palace.

The East Palace is unusually deserted today. His Highness the Crown Prince, Miss Yulan, and all the guards are nowhere to be found.

Qianqian strolled around leisurely, and apart from smelling the strong fragrance of apricot blossoms and seeing a flock of noisy sparrows munching on the eaves of the palace, there was nothing else.

"Sigh, this is strange today, where did everyone go?!" Qianqianluo scratched her head in confusion. Just as she turned around, she saw Mei Zifeng walking towards her.

"Young Master Luo, His Highness the Crown Prince and his guards have gone outside the city to distribute porridge to the refugees who have flocked in from all over the country, while the palace maids have gone to Qinrou Palace to take care of the Empress who is pregnant with the imperial heir!"

As Mei Zifeng spoke, he took out the steamed buns he had just bought from the market and handed them to Qianqianluo.

"Wow! Zifeng, thank you!!"

After receiving the steamed buns, the two walked side by side, and Mei Zifeng recounted the events that had occurred in the palace in the past few days to Qianqianluo, who had just returned to the palace:

Empress Lin was diagnosed by the imperial physician as pregnant;

Former officials from humble backgrounds jointly petitioned to strip the Zhang family of their military power.

Many pillars of the nation who participated in the Spring Festival feast poured into the capital, as did a massive influx of famine refugees who had fled from all over the country.

Qianqian munched on a steamed bun, silently pondering the little tyrant's future methods:

The Zhang clan was wiped out, and the military power on the frontier was assigned to Mei Zifeng, the winner of this martial arts examination, who was sent to the border.

Empress Lin, on the other hand, suffered from postpartum hemorrhage and was bedridden for many years.

After the Spring Hunt, the entire Zhang family was exterminated, along with nine generations of their relatives. The Lu family behind this was also implicated. The Minister was beheaded at the Meridian Gate, while his son, Lu Weiqian, escaped the massacre by joining the Crown Prince's forces and marrying Princess Zhi.

All of this was orchestrated by Qing Tingyu in secret. "Cough! Cough cough cough!!" She coughed up the steamed bun she had just put in her mouth when she thought of the little tyrant.

As soon as Qianqianluo and Mei Zifeng entered the Tingyu Palace, they saw Mei Ziye standing outside the palace gate frantically giving them meaningful glances.

Just as the two were wondering what was going on, they saw the little tyrant who had gone to distribute porridge outside the city appear in Tingyu Palace with Mo Fanfan, playing the zither and lute in harmony.

"May His Highness the Crown Prince be well, and may Miss Fanfan be well!"

Qianqian bowed and knelt in greeting. Qingtingyu, who was having breakfast with Baiyueguang, paused in her hand as she served meat porridge upon hearing this crisp and clear greeting.

"Ah Yu~ Let Young Master Luo have breakfast with us, Ah Yu~ Haha~!!" Mo Fanfan laughed and vigorously tugged at Qing Tingyu, whose face was cold and sullen.

"Yeah, anything that Fanfan likes is fine!!!"

"Haha~ Young Master Luo, come and sit down. Ayu has agreed to let you have breakfast together."

Mo Fanfan got off the soft couch, pulled Qianqian Luo up, and then very enthusiastically vacated her seat next to him, wanting Young Master Luo to sit next to her.

Qianqian lowered her head, not daring to look directly at the little tyrant opposite her. She also thought that if she sat next to Fanfan, the little tyrant would hate her for the rest of his life!

But! If he were to sit in the seat of honor of the Crown Prince, he would only hate himself for a short time.

For the sake of her own safety for the rest of her life, Qianqian smiled and quickly pulled Mo Fanfan's hand away, then plopped down in the seat next to the little tyrant.

"Hahaha, so Young Master Luo misses Ayu~ Ayu, I told you that Young Master Luo likes you very much!"

Hearing Mo Fanfan spouting such arrogant words, Qianqianlu felt awkward and didn't know how to respond: "Miss Fanfan is right!"

"Hmph! Come on, Fanfan, have some ginger soup to keep warm and don't hurt yourself!"

The little tyrant glanced coldly at the young master Luo sitting next to him, then softly poured a bowl of steaming ginger soup with brown sugar for Mo Fanfan across from him.

Qianqianluo kept her head down, picking at the white rice in the white jade bowl, trying her best to ignore the little tyrant's piercing gaze.

"Young Master Luo, please don't be so reserved! Eat some meat and fruits! Is it because I'm sitting next to you that you dare not touch your chopsticks?"

The little tyrant filled a plate to the brim with meat, fruits, and vegetables, then impatiently slammed the plate down in front of Qianqianluo.

"Ah Yu, you, you mustn't scare Young Master Luo!"

Bang! The white jade bone dish spilled some food as it overturned.

Upon hearing this sound, Qianqian, her heart clenched with worry, immediately shoveled all the breakfast that had spilled onto the dining table into her empty jade bowl.

"This humble subject kowtows to thank His Highness the Crown Prince for his generous gift. It's really, really delicious!" She said, shoveling meat and vegetables into her mouth while squinting her wet, fox-like eyes.

Qing Tingyu yawned listlessly, propped her head up, and glanced sideways at Qianqianluo, who was engrossed in picking at her vegetables.

"Hmph! Fanfan, look how happily this Young Master Luo is eating. Come, let me pat your backs so you don't choke!"

Qing Tingyu raised his hand and patted her back intermittently. The icy temperature of his palm seeped through her robes and onto Qianqianluo's skin, making her shiver!

"Your Highness, please don't touch this humble person's robes; it will soil your hands!"

Qianqian's lips were still greasy, and she didn't have time to wipe them off. With a greasy face, she grabbed the little tyrant's hand that was slapping her repeatedly and tried to dissuade him in a low voice.

"Fanfan, come with me to the study to review the classics for the imperial examination!"

Qing Tingyu did not reply, but impatiently withdrew her hand and soaked it in the washbasin that Jin'er handed her.

The little tyrant got off the soft couch on his own, acting coquettishly, and kept tugging at Mo Fanfan's slender wrist, leading the woman who had finished rinsing her mouth away from the outer hall.

Qianqianlu's inner monologue: So what I said was like farting? You don't want to smell it? And you don't want to reply with a fart?!

"Alas! Ah Yu, Luo, Young Master Luo is still in the palace!"

"No, don't hug me, Ayu~!!"

Mo Fanfan exclaimed and hugged Qing Tingyu's neck tightly, afraid that she might accidentally fall out of his arms.

"Haha~ It's alright, Fanfan. Young Master Luo will find someone he knows to make fun of him. Don't worry!"

"Fanfan, you finally got into the palace, aren't you going to spend any time with Yu'er?" Qing Tingyu blinked her red eyes, her face beaming with a warm smile.

Seeing this, Mo Fanfan immediately pinched A Yu's still chubby cheeks: "You little rascal, fine~ Fanfan will spend the whole day with A Yu, okay?!"

"Hahaha~ I knew it, Fanfan is the best to me~ Hahahaha!!"

The trailing, fully embroidered gold python robe swept across the spotless imperial steps as Qing Tingyu, carrying Mo Fanfan, walked towards the study with a silly, foolish grin.

Meanwhile, Qianqianluo, who was prying at the palace gate, concealed her head, which was only enough to kill one person, and held her breath, watching the two slender figures getting further and further away.

Only after the little tyrant's figure had completely disappeared from the imperial palace did she dare to slump onto the cold floor of the outer hall, numbly raising her hand to wipe the grease from her mouth.

"Oh my god, that scared me to death!!" she murmured to herself, swallowing hard, her eyes glazed over.

"Young Master Luo? Are you alright?" Jin'er, who had just entered the hall, saw Young Master Luo slumped in a daze and quickly stepped forward, bending down to inquire about his condition.

"It's alright, Young Master Luo! The pressure from the emperor and the crown prince is always unbearable for ordinary people, Jin'er knows that! You, you don't need to force yourself!"

"It's alright, Jin'er, I'll hug you and that will make you feel better!"

Beneath the intricately carved animal and floral patterns adorning the outer hall's doors, within a halo of slumbering light, two figures stand embracing, silently shimmering amidst the gently gathering dust.