The three-year-old host decides to raise an emperor father for himself.

Xuanyuan Jing unconsciously touched his left hand. At this moment, a small hidden weapon was tied to his left wrist, which was the one that Xiao Lanxing had made for him before.

Xuanyuan Jing: "Yeah, it's good."

That's good. At least this time he didn't find out what she did only after the stars had finished making the things.

but……

Xuanyuan Jing was also a little curious. Xiao Lanxing said these were weapons, probably planning to use them to make some kind of weapon, but what would she make?

Before the crowd gathered to watch the little girl make her so-called weapon, Xuan Yuanjing first sent Pei Qingzhu, who had come after hearing the news, to patrol the surrounding area to ensure that no inappropriate messages would be spread.

Leaving the meticulously planned Prince Jing's mansion at this time and coming to a villa in the suburbs of the capital, despite the advice of Doctor Fang, Xuan Yuan Jing also had his own purposes.

Some of the information was deliberately spread by Xuanyuan Jing. He had previously taken advantage of the instability in the Jingwang Mansion to do this, and now he was using the villa.

However, this was under the control of Xuanyuan Jing and others. If it was information that Xuanyuan Jing did not want to be leaked, such as some intelligence about Xiaolan Star, then even if it involved killing and bloodshed, Xuanyuan Jing would not give them the opportunity to spread it.

Rather, giving those who have betrayed their Lord a quick death is an act of mercy.

Pei Qingzhu: "These bamboos..."

Xuanyuan Jing glanced at Xiao Lanxing, who thought she had given him a surprise, and smiled: "It's okay. If anyone asks, just say that you adjusted the pool in the villa."

Using bamboo as a conduit to connect water sources on both sides and taking advantage of the terrain's elevation difference to divert water is a technique that is not uncommon.

Bamboo is used in many places as a material.

Pei Qingzhu: "Then how about we make some changes while we're at it?"

Xuanyuan Jing thought for a moment and said, "That works too."

We'll figure out a way to secretly smuggle in some extra materials later; Pei Qingzhu can handle this little thing.

As for the steward who was originally in charge of all matters in the villa, he was a loyal follower of Xuanyuan Jing and would naturally cooperate.

Xiao Lanxing was already working hard with a machete in hand.

It's not that other people are unwilling to help, but rather that they're letting such a small baby do it herself.

Putting everything else aside, just seeing a tiny baby holding a machete taller than herself is enough to make anyone feel uneasy and unable to stand still.

But after directing Nuandong for a while, Xiaolanxing felt something was off and muttered, "Never mind, I'll do it, I'll take charge!"

Regardless of what she meant by "beating the board," Nuandong was a little stunned when the machete was taken away—it was too fast, and before she could react, the "weapon" in her hand was in Xiaolanxing's hands.

For a moment, a mild winter can be terrifying.

Although her martial arts skills weren't top-notch, they weren't bad either. As a martial artist, the fact that her weapon was so easily taken away from her caused her to uncontrollably trigger a dangerous alarm in her mind.

Fortunately, it was Xiao Lanxing who did it, and fortunately, Xiao Lanxing meant her no harm. If this had happened during a battle, Nuandong knew she might not even know how she died.

Warm Winter: "Your Highness..."

Xuanyuan Jing pondered for a moment: "It's alright. You're not on guard against Xingxing, and Xingxing is fast and unpredictable, so there's no need to panic too much."

"However, since it's a mild winter, you should still practice when you have time."

Warm Winter: "Yes, Your Majesty, I obey."

It's time to practice. I can't let myself relax my standards just because I've been assigned to take care of Xiao Lanxing's baby.

With Xuanyuan Jing's tacit approval, Xiao Lanxing actually took a machete and started chopping bamboo.

Oh, you can't really say "sighing and slurping".

That ordinary machete, in her hands, became like a divine weapon.

Without a single unnecessary movement, with a simple lift and lower, a bamboo stalk as thick as an adult's arm was snapped in two.

Xuanyuan Jing took everything in view, his fingers stroking the little trinket on his wrist, lost in thought.

After a while, the little girl consciously cut a bamboo stalk several meters long into several sections. Then she casually stuck the machete into the soil next to her, wiped her forehead which was not sweating, put her hands on her hips and said, "Warm winter."

Nuandong quickly stepped forward: "This servant is here. What are your orders, Miss?"

Xiao Lanxing looked up, her round eyes reflecting the candlelight in the corridor, as if flames were dancing within them: "Chisel pinching?"

Warm Winter: "The chisel is over here, I've put it in a box... Do you still want to do it yourself?"

Xiao Lanxing nodded, took Nuandong's hand, walked to the side and gestured for her to sit down. Then she ran to the side, picked up the box containing chisels and other tools, and looked up at Xuanyuan Jing, who was watching her with a smile: "Daddy, go and rest."

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Jing was somewhat surprised: "Oh? You don't want Father to watch here?"

Xiao Lanxing didn't hide anything and nodded: "It's a surprise."

Because it's a surprise, it wouldn't be as surprising if the whole thing was seen, so Xuanyuan Jing had to leave.

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Jing didn't mention that someone would report everything she did to him. After thinking for a while, he said, "But it's already evening, and it's almost time for Xingxing to go to bed. Father still has to take Xingxing back to her room. What should we do?"

Xiao Lanxing blinked and exclaimed "Ah!"

She asked Nuandong to help her find materials during the day, without specifying when they should be delivered. Since she needed quite a lot and was currently outside the city, the materials were delivered in the evening.

The time that Nuandong spent secretly seeking instructions from Xuanyuan Jing was insignificant, because Xuanyuan Jing didn't hesitate at all and told them to do as Xiaolanxing suggested.

But now, because she has something that interests her, the little girl is full of energy and doesn't want to sleep at all!

Xuanyuan Jing squatted down, looked at the box the little girl held easily in her hand, and asked with a smile, "Xingxing isn't going to tell Daddy that you're planning to stay here all night and not sleep, is she?"

Xiao Lanxing blinked.

She blinked again.

Then, somewhat guiltily, he looked away.

Xuanyuan Jing: "Xingxing is a good child, isn't she?"

Xiao Lanxing pouted and mumbled something silently.

Xuanyuan Jing raised an eyebrow: "Hmm? What did Xingxing say?"

Xiao Lanxing lowered her head. Although she did not continue to look at Xuan Yuanjing, this action inexplicably revealed a hint of grievance: "I want to help Father."

Xuanyuan Jing: "Hmm, so would Xiao Lanxing be willing to tell Daddy why we suddenly made this weapon?"

Xiao Lanxing said, looking aggrieved, "There are bad people."

Xuanyuan Jing: "...Hmm, so you want to make weapons to help Father fight bad guys?"

The little girl twisted her small body, then nodded sullenly: "We have weapons to drive away the bad guys."

Although she had already guessed who the bad guy was, neither she nor her father wanted her to beat him up.

Xiao Lanxing didn't quite understand, but she was willing to listen.

But Xiao Lanxing also wanted to help.

If we had weapons, the bad guys wouldn't dare to bully Daddy, right?