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

The final solution was that Xuanyuan Jing personally copied it down and then read it to Xiao Lanxing.

Little Lanxing nodded her head: "It's detoxifying!"

Xuanyuan Jing nodded, "I understand."

As for whether there's a puzzle game involved, that's not something a little girl should be doing.

After instructing Pei Qingzhu to personally make a trip to Prince Jing's residence, Xuan Yuanjing had a meal with the little girl and then spent the afternoon in the handicraft room that had been specially prepared for her.

It was only after Xuanyuan Jing realized that Xiaolanxing genuinely enjoyed doing things herself that he had a special room prepared for her, and he spent the entire night collecting all sorts of tools that craftsmen might use.

They practically brought in the textile machines too.

"This." Xiao Lanxing held up the little contraption she had been working on all afternoon, and without changing her expression, she inserted the spring she had made out of bamboo, gesturing for Xuan Yuanjing to look at her.

Xuanyuan Jing: "Hmm?"

After gesturing, Xiao Lanxing turned to face the empty wall and released her fingers.

With a whoosh, a bamboo skewer shot out and embedded itself in the wall not far away. The end was still trembling slightly, while the front end was firmly embedded in the wall.

Xuanyuan Jing glanced at the mechanism in the little girl's hand, which was no bigger than his palm. He then got up and walked closer, bent down and gently pulled the gradually stopping bamboo stick out of the wall. He stared at the small black hole thoughtfully.

Xuanyuan Jing: It must be my imagination. My Xingxing is so cute, why do the things she makes always look so ferocious?

Yes, it's a coincidence.

Xiao Lanxing's subsequent actions convinced Xuan Yuanjing that his star wasn't so ferocious.

Little Lanxing started making circles.

Beside her were bamboo strips that had been prepared in advance by others. They were relatively uniform in thickness and could be piled together and kneaded into various shapes at will. At this moment, they had become one of Xiao Lanxing's toys.

Xuanyuan Jing unconsciously stared at the little girl making several circles of different sizes. It was rare for him to be completely blank-minded, which was quite comfortable.

When he came to his senses, he found that there were already more than a dozen circles around the little girl, which made Xuan Yuanjing a little puzzled: "What is Xingxing doing?"

Little Lanxing answered obediently, "Lights."

Xuanyuan Jing remembered that Xiao Lanxing had made a compressible bamboo lantern before, so he assumed that she wanted to make a lantern again and asked, "Hmm, is there anything that Father can do?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a bamboo strip, neatly trimmed to the last splinter, was thrust into his hand.

Xiao Lanxing's eyes lit up: "Circles."

As she spoke, she deftly made a circle with her little hands in a few quick movements, then stood up and walked to Xuan Yuanjing's side to show him: "Like this."

Xuanyuan Jing: "Just make it into a circle?"

The little girl nodded.

Xuanyuan Jing then asked, "How many should we make?"

Little girl: "Finished."

She pointed to the bamboo strips over there.

Xuanyuan Jing: "...What kind of lamp requires so many bamboo strips?"

Including the bamboo strips that have already been used, there are a total of three hundred bamboo strips. If you make so many circles, what will this lamp look like?

Xiao Lanxing tilted her head: "Tired?"

Xuanyuan Jing shook his head: "I'm not tired, I'm just afraid you'll get tired."

Xiao Lanxing patted his chest: "Not tired."

Okay.

He had given all the necessary instructions, and since he wasn't the one who needed to be moved, there was nothing wrong with him staying here to help his daughter make lanterns.

So Xuanyuan Jing really started making circles for Xiaolanxing.

However, although Xiao Lanxing didn't say anything, Xuan Yuanjing had a very subtle feeling as he watched Xiao Lanxing take each of the circles he made and touch it.

He is a person with good observation skills. At first, he didn't understand it, but after a few more times, he realized that the circles he made were not round enough.

The little girl must have some skill; after touching them all, each bamboo ring was perfectly round, and when they were put together, they looked very neat and pleasing.

Xuanyuan Jing: Didn't you say it was to save face for me?

Xuanyuan Jing began to observe.

Xuanyuan Jing began to put it into practice.

Xuanyuan Jing made a standard... oval shape.

Xiao Lanxing: "Wow."

Xuanyuan Jing was deep in thought.

Xiao Lanxing clapped her hands: "Beautiful!"

Xuanyuan Jing immediately stopped hesitating and asked, "Can I use it?"

Xiao Lanxing shook her head honestly: "No."

Xuanyuan Jing: "..."

Giving up is out of the question; Xuanyuan Jing is locked in a battle with Yuan.

An afternoon passed neither slowly nor quickly, and before they knew it, dusk was falling. When Xuan Yuanjing came to his senses, he found that he and his daughter were surrounded by various circles.

He put down what he was holding, stood up, and stretched his limbs. "What time is it?"

The maid who had been waiting all afternoon replied in a low voice, "Your Highness, it's almost dusk."

In winter, darkness falls early. Before dusk, it is already dark outside, and candles are lit inside the house.

"It's almost time for dinner," Xuan Yuanjing said, glancing at Xiao Lanxing, who had somehow dragged several pillows behind her back and was now lazily leaning against them as she continued working. "Xingxing, how about we finish this after we eat?"

Xiao Lanxing moved quickly, and with Xuan Yuanjing also mastering the technique, their speed increased accordingly. The three hundred bamboo strips were quickly used up in the hands of the father and daughter.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Lanxing continued working, looked up at Xuan Yuanjing, and then nodded obediently.

Xuanyuan Jing watched as she tied the thread in her hand, bent down to pick up the child, and prepared to take her to the side room to wash up. "Let's set out the meal."

The maid bowed and replied, "Yes."

For Xuan Yuanjing, spending time with Xiao Lanxing was perhaps the most relaxing time.

Even though his afternoon wasn't exactly leisurely, it still made people feel relaxed.

Unfortunately, adults always have their own things to do. Xuan Yuanjing originally planned to continue spending time with the children after dinner, but he had to deal with some things at the last minute.

Before leaving, Xuanyuan Jing instructed Nuandong, who had returned to Xiaolanxing's side, "Take good care of her."

Warm Winter: "Yes."

Xuanyuan Jing then instructed Xiao Lanxing, "Father believes that with your speed, the rest will be done in no time. Let's stop here tonight. We can do the remaining steps tomorrow. Get some rest, okay?"

Xiao Lanxing nodded obediently.

Xuanyuan Jing patted her little head, and Xiao Lanxing nuzzled against him. Feeling a little reluctant to leave, he gave her a few more instructions before departing.

After Xuanyuan Jing left, Xiao Lanxing, just as Xuanyuan Jing had said, finished making the remaining bamboo strips into circles in less than half an hour.

Warm Winter helped move the circles to the table, asking, "Would you like to wash up and rest now?"

It's still early, not yet Hai hour, so Xiao Lanxing can still do some other activities if she wants.

But it's fine to just lie down directly.

Xiao Lanxing: "Wash up."

After washing up, Xiao Lanxing soaked in the hot spring in her own little pool for a while before going to bed on time at 9 PM.

Then, at midnight, the little girl, who should have been dreaming, suddenly opened her eyes.

System: [An assassin has scaled the wall and infiltrated.]