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"Go and break me a piece of wood." Zheng Zhian coldly looked at the brother and sister who were struggling.

Xiao Linzi reacted quickly, broke off a branch of moderate thickness from the greenery in the middle, and handed it to her.

Seeing what she was holding as she walked over, Zheng Zijia glared at her and roared angrily, "Zheng Zhian, what are you doing? Let us go!"

He's always the one bullying others; when has Zheng Zibo ever been treated like this?

Enraged, his face turned red and veins bulged. "You bitch, let us go right now, or I'll kill you later!"

Zheng Zixi, who had just been lecturing her, never expected that she would be so bold as to summon the eunuch beside her and say, "Quickly go and inform my father."

After giving his instructions, he stepped forward and gently tried to reason with her, saying, "Seventh Sister, it's not right for you to hit people like that. You'll be punished by Father."

The servants attending to Zheng Zijia and her brother hurried back to inform their mistress that they had encountered a little tyrant today.

"Why didn't you say anything just now?" Zheng Zhian coldly walked past him and used all his strength to strike Zheng Zijia's hand with the stick.

A naughty child needs to be taught a lesson, otherwise she'll dare to push her luck again.

With her hand stinging from the slap, Zheng Zijia cursed incoherently, "You little bitch, you wait, I'll make you suffer the same fate as your mother!" She had completely forgotten what she should and shouldn't say; all she wanted to do was stab Zheng Zhian countless times with a knife.

She'll die a horrible death? How could a seven-year-old know such things?

Zheng Zhian was curious about how Consort Li had raised such a child; she hadn't forgotten who Consort Guan and Consort Zhan had been working for.

"It's okay, you can curse all you want, I'll hit you all I want, anyway I can't understand it." She smiled sweetly and slapped him again with the stick.

This is no pitiful little thing, she's clearly a little devil! The palace servants around her all cowered and dared not utter a sound.

When Zheng Hongyuan arrived, he saw palace servants standing far away, the little guy with disheveled hair and dirty clothes, holding a tree branch and expressionlessly whipping Zheng Zibo.

Upon seeing him arrive, the palace servants immediately knelt down to pay their respects, some even secretly letting out a sigh of relief—the one who could ward off evil spirits had arrived.

Zheng Zhian threw down the tree branch in her hand, ran forward, opened her left hand, looked at him with teary eyes, and pouted, "Why did my mother die such a terrible death?"

Upon hearing this, a flash of ruthlessness crossed Zheng Hongyuan's dark eyes. He bent down, picked her up, and asked her with a gentle smile, "Who said that? I'll make sure she suffers a terrible death."

The palace servants wished they hadn't heard anything. Upon seeing him arrive, they began calling him "Father Emperor," and the two who were asking him to make the decision quietly fell silent.

Only the eldest prince felt that the way his father smiled as he said those words was exactly the same as the way Le'an had just looked.

"Yes..."

"May Your Majesty be well." A magnificently dressed woman, adorned with glittering gold hairpins, with a graceful figure and a voice as sweet as a nightingale's song, rang out.

Zheng Zhian looked at Consort Li, who had arrived just in time. To be honest, Consort Li was indeed beautiful. Even as a mother of two, her face still exuded charm, and her temperament was alluring yet refined.

It's no wonder that my father has spent less and less time in the harem these past few years, but he still visits Consort Li's palace every now and then.

Sure enough, Dad's expression softened considerably.

"Everyone, get up."

After standing up, Consort Li looked at the Emperor with a smile in her eyes, which were as bright as autumn water. "Why is Your Majesty here?"

That's a rhetorical question you already know the answer to.

"What do you think, my beloved consort?" Zheng Hongyuan, holding the little one in his arms, walked up to the two people who were still sitting on the ground and said calmly, "You two are really something."

Only then did Consort Li notice that the two siblings were tied up. Her expression instantly changed, and she asked sternly, "What have you done?"

The two of them finally realized what was happening, and lowered their heads in silence. They couldn't very well say that they had bullied Zheng Zhi'an and ended up being kidnapped by her people.

They dared to complain just now, but now, based on what the Emperor just said, none of them dare to speak again.

Seeing that no one dared to step forward and speak, Consort Li looked at Zheng Zhi'an in the Emperor's arms, fearing that it was related to her.

"Your Majesty, is there some misunderstanding?" When the palace servant came to call her, he only said that something had happened in the Imperial Study, without saying what it was about.

She naturally assumed that the two of them had done something wrong and had been tied up by the Emperor's men.

Zheng Hongyuan said with a half-smile, "I don't know what happened either." He looked at his eldest son standing to the side and said, "Zixi, you tell me."

Zheng Zixi looked at the two people on the ground, his eyes flashing. He stepped forward and bowed. "The second princess and the third prince had a quarrel with the seventh princess. The seventh princess was accidentally injured and may have been misunderstood by the guards, which is why she is like this."

This person is quite eloquent. Zheng Zhian just watched quietly without refuting anything. Anyway, she had already done the beating, so she hadn't lost out.

As for the two on the ground, they didn't say anything, and were even somewhat grateful to their eldest brother for covering up the truth for them.

But everyone could tell from his words that the siblings were bullying someone.

Zheng Hongyuan gave the eldest prince a meaningful look, and in that glance, he felt as transparent as a pool of water in his father's eyes.

Everyone saw the emperor's lips slightly curved, but there was no smile in his eyes. He turned and left with the little princess in his arms.

Just when everyone thought the matter was over, Steward Liu came to deliver an order for the siblings to go back and copy books, and for Consort Li to be confined to her quarters for three months as a warning to others.

After this incident, Zheng Zhian became famous overnight. The news spread throughout the palace in less than half a day. Everyone was wary of this "little devil" and told to be careful whenever they encountered her in the future.

The next morning, Zheng Zhian sat on the steps in front of the Zhongyang Palace, his little face supported by his hands, his eyes slightly closed, enjoying the warmth that the faint morning air brought to his face.

Ah, that feels so good!

"Why are you sitting here?"

A clear, gentle voice brought Zheng Zhian back from her reverie, and she opened her eyes.

The boy was dressed in a lake-blue robe embroidered with mountains, and against the light, he seemed to be surrounded by a halo. This must be what the little fairy boy described in ancient books looks like.

"I'll be waiting for you!" She raised her head, her eyes forming crescent moons.

Looking at her sweet and gentle appearance, and recalling the news he had heard yesterday evening, Zong Zhenping realized that this little one was not capable of doing such a thing.

"I heard you got into a fight yesterday?"

"Yes." Zheng Zhian sighed helplessly. It's true what they say, good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels fast.

Zong Zhenping reached out and picked her up, asking, "Did they bully you?"

His question surprised Zheng Zhian, but it felt pretty good, and he gave him a big smile.

"So clever! But why are you going inside?" Zheng Zhian couldn't help but ask, watching the route he was taking with her into the palace.

Zong Zhenping said matter-of-factly, "Go in and tell them, then I'll take you out of the palace." Otherwise, how could he take someone out?

Hearing this, Zheng Zhian quickly said, "No need, I already told Father this morning, let's just leave the palace." She had said she was going to the Imperial Study to study that morning; if she let him in, wouldn't she give herself away?

“Okay, we should still be able to get steamed buns from that steamed bun shop in the south of the city if we go out now.” Zong Zhenping never thought that such a young child would lie to him.

Zheng Zhian watched the route they took, his eyes darting around, and innocently asked, "Brother, do you know martial arts?"

"Correct."

"Brother, can you take me flying away? Like a little bird!" She pointed happily at the sparrows chirping in the tree not far away.

Zong Zhenping directly refused, saying, "Lightness skill cannot be used privately within the palace."

With an innocent look on her face, she asked, "Doesn't what I said count?"

If that's the case, then as the legitimate princess and a mistress of the palace, her words certainly carry weight. Thinking this through, Zong Zhenping stopped worrying and reminded her, "Then you'd better hurry."