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

Shu Muqing's first meeting with Xuan Yuanlanxing was quite ordinary.

The little girl looked no more than five years old. She was fair-skinned and adorable, wearing beautiful clothes made of precious materials that ordinary people might never be able to afford in their entire lives. A circle of rabbit fur was wrapped around her neck, making her look like a little fairy descended from heaven.

Her skin was so white that it was impossible to distinguish the boundary between the rabbit fur and her cheeks at a glance.

Her eyes were bright, and although she was still young, the outline of her facial features was already visible. Her almond-shaped eyes naturally carried a hint of innocence, making the little girl look harmless and clear like a small animal, which was very endearing.

At the same time, her eyes were very bright and intelligent; even without saying anything, you would feel that she must be a clever and bright young girl.

Shu Muqing didn't know who this was, but at first glance, she felt a good impression of the girl.

There was no way around it; she was a mother who loved girls, and she naturally felt a fondness for such a cute, innocent, and clever little girl.

But Shu Muqing knew exactly where they were. Even if she didn't know who this little girl was, when she heard her call Pei Qingzhu "uncle" and saw her attire, she knew that this was no ordinary child.

Shu Muqing looked at Pei Qingzhu with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Pei Qingzhu: "This is the young princess."

As he explained, he got up and went to greet the seemingly well-behaved child: "Your subordinate greets the young princess. What brings you here at this hour? Shouldn't you be doing your morning exercise with the prince?"

Xiao Lanxing was still holding onto the screen with one hand. When she came in, her gaze was initially fixed on Shu Muqing on the bed, but now that Pei Qingzhu had blocked part of her view, she turned her attention to him.

She said, "Look at you."

After saying that, he took two steps to the side, looked at Shu Muqing who was staring at him curiously, and then looked at Pei Qingzhu: "Injured?"

Pei Qingzhu: "This is my wife."

As she spoke, Pei Qingzhu turned to look at Shu Muqing, "The situation was urgent before, and I didn't have time to tell you. This is the little princess that the prince is raising."

In fact, when Pei Qingzhu wrote a letter to Shu Muqing, he wanted to mention this matter, but he found that Xuan Yuanjing did not intend to make the little girl's identity known to everyone, possibly out of a desire to protect her and intentionally conceal Xiao Lanxing's existence.

There was no guarantee that the letter would reach Shu Muqing, and there was no guarantee that someone would open it and read its contents along the way. Therefore, after realizing Xuan Yuanjing's attitude, Pei Qingzhu did not take any risks.

He had originally planned to wait until Shu Muqing came to the capital to meet him before slowly discussing things, but he hadn't expected such an unexpected turn of events.

Through Pei Qingzhu's introduction, Shu Muqing and Xiao Lanxing became acquainted.

Then, Pei Qingzhu hesitated for a moment, not mentioning the pursuers, but only saying that Shu Muqing was injured and therefore it was inconvenient for her to get up at this time.

Although Xiao Lanxing didn't care about these things at all, it didn't matter if she didn't explain.

Xiao Lanxing walked to Shu Muqing's side, looked up at the woman on the bed, and smelled a faint floral scent mixed with the smell of medicine and blood. She blinked and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Shu Muqing had a gentle expression, and if you only looked at her expression at the moment, you would never have guessed that she had a hideous wound that stretched across half of her body on her waist and abdomen.

As for the other, less serious wounds on his body, there were quite a few that bled. An ordinary person would never have been able to remain so calm.

But Shu Muqing was able to act as if it were just a minor injury, radiating a peaceful aura from the inside out, "It hurts, but it's okay, it's just some superficial wounds."

Even so, the heaviest cut almost ripped open her stomach.

Pei Qingzhu stood silently to the side. He usually had a smile on his face no matter what his mood was, but now he couldn't smile at all.

Xiao Lanxing raised her hand and touched Shu Muqing's hand placed by the bedside. She blinked and looked at her innocently with her clear eyes: "Sister?"

Shu Muqing was slightly taken aback. Although it was her first time meeting this young princess, she understood the meaning behind her brief words quite easily: "Did my husband mention Wanling to you? Is the young princess asking about Nannan's condition?"

Xiao Lanxing nodded.

When her daughter was mentioned, Shu Muqing's expression softened considerably. Although a hint of worry was visible between her brows, she remained calm and composed. "My daughter is fine and unharmed."

I was just a little startled.

Okay, not some.

However, as the daughter of Shu Muqing and Pei Qingzhu, Pei Wanling was more courageous than ordinary children due to her upbringing.

They also mature earlier.

That's probably why she didn't cry or make a fuss on the way to the capital, and only collapsed last night after she was completely safe.

In fact, Pei Wanling had already developed a high fever at this time, but Pei Qingzhu intercepted the news after learning about it, and did not let Shu Muqing know.

He was undoubtedly in the most agonizing moment, torn between his wife and his daughter, both of whom were very important to him.

But Shu Muqing is also running a fever. However, as an adult, she is always stronger than a child. In addition, she has some things to tell Pei Qingzhu, so she is able to lie here conscious.

If she knew about Nannan's situation at this time, Shu Muqing would probably...

Xiao Lanxing was unaware of Pei Qingzhu's inner turmoil, nor did she know that there was a little girl not much older than herself in the next room. She simply touched Shu Muqing's pulse silently, her eyelashes fluttering twice like butterfly wings.

Then she said, "Go to sleep."

Shu Muqing was somewhat surprised, but she still smiled gently: "Alright, I'll rest for a while."

Then, Xiao Lanxing turned to Pei Qingzhu, looked up at him for a while, and then looked puzzled, but still said, "Sister."

This was so that Pei Qingzhu could take her to see that young lady.

Pei Qingzhu hesitated for a moment, and Shu Muqing smiled and said, "Since the young princess wants to see Nannan, then husband should take her. Nannan has had a long journey. If she can chat with the young princess for a while, she might be happier."

Pei Qingzhu's lips moved slightly, and she softly hummed in agreement. She then bent down to ask Xiao Lanxing if she needed a hug.

After being rejected, he took one of her small hands, glanced at Shu Muqing with some concern, and only left the room after receiving a signal from her.

Unbeknownst to Pei Qingzhu, no sooner had he left than Shu Muqing coughed a few times, aggravating her wounds and causing her to frown slightly.

"Madam." The maid who had been holding her breath and remaining silent stepped forward with a handkerchief, her eyes filled with worry: "You should go to sleep quickly. You were busy all night, and you haven't had a proper rest in a while."

The maid was part of Shu Muqing's dowry and was the only maid who stayed with her until the end. The others were either dismissed by Shu Muqing along the way or died silently on the road to buy them time.

Shu Muqing lowered her eyes, took the handkerchief and wiped her lips: "Is Nannan not feeling well?"

The maid's hand froze.