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

In the end, Huo Qingshan didn't hug anyone.

Huo Wubing was still holding Xiao Lanxing's hand, with the two children walking in front and the two adults walking behind.

Since many people in the main hall were making excuses to leave, their group didn't seem out of place.

Just as they were about to leave the palace, smelling the cold air blowing in from outside, Xuan Yuan Lan Jia and her entourage were stopped by two palace maids.

"Greetings to Princess Jiaxuan and her husband."

Xuan Yuan Lan Jia paused slightly, looked at the two blocking her way, and raised an eyebrow: "Who are you?"

"This servant is Jinxiu."

"This servant is Chunhe."

“We are palace maids serving in Yishu Palace. We have come on the orders of Consort Shu to invite this young lady to Yishu Palace for a chat.”

Although Xuan Yuanlanxing was told that she was the daughter of Prince Jing, Xuan Yuanlin did not take the opportunity to bestow upon her the title of Princess. Therefore, both the previous palace maids and the palace maids of Yishu Palace generally referred to her as Miss.

This is also where the cleverness of these palace servants lies.

Those outside the palace, aside from those inside who had close contact with Xuanyuan Lin, could more or less guess his intentions.

Otherwise, even if she had not been granted a title, it would have been fine for her to be addressed as a little princess, given that she was the only daughter of Prince Jing.

Xuanyuan Lanjia: "Consort Shu... she sent you to invite such a young girl to reminisce?"

Seriously? What old stories are you reminiscing about?

Was it in a past life?

Then, without waiting for the two palace maids to respond, Xuan Yuan Lan Jia waved her hand and said with a somewhat forceful air, "Alright, if you want to catch up, have Consort Shu send someone to invite Prince Jing later. It's getting late, and Prince Jing has arranged for someone to meet you outside the palace, so don't delay."

Having said that, without waiting for the two palace maids to say anything more, she took Xiao Lanxing's hand and walked past them.

Seeing this, Jinxiu and Chunhe exchanged a glance, and Jinxiu shook her head almost imperceptibly.

When Jinxiu saw the daughter of Prince Jing walking together with Princess Jiaxuan, she knew that Her Majesty's plan for today would not be achieved.

If this little girl were alone, or if someone else were with her, out of respect for Consort Shu, they might actually have been able to detain her today.

But Princess Jiaxuan...

Do you really think that Princess Jiaxuan has been able to maintain her stable position in the capital for so many years simply because she keeps a low profile?

If Xuanyuan Lin valued sentimentality like this, he wouldn't be Xuanyuan Lin.

Princess Jiaxuan inherited her father's resources, and she has countless connections behind her. Her low profile does not mean she is easy to bully.

Although Huo Qingshan, the son-in-law of the imperial prince, held a sinecure, the Huo family did not only have one Huo Qingshan; they also had a considerable network of connections and resources behind them.

If Princess Jiaxuan is willing to give Consort Shu face, then everything is negotiable.

She was unwilling; even though Consort Shu was a favored concubine, she couldn't go head-to-head with Princess Jiaxuan.

Because Su Mingxuan has a weak foundation, because her maternal family lacks talent, and because she now has to rely on Xuan Yuanlin for everything.

But Xuanyuan Lanjia is not.

Some people are kind because they have the means to be kind and are willing to be kind.

If Su Mingxuan wants to fight against Xuan Yuan Lanjia, she can only resort to underhanded tactics.

But as a favored concubine, she already had enemies all over the harem. It was unnecessary for her to make enemies outside the palace as well, and she might even end up making enemies of most of the imperial clan.

It's not like she's tired of living.

Chunhe whispered, "Then what are we going to tell the Empress when we get back?"

Jinxiu pondered for a moment, watching as Princess Jiaxuan and her family, who had already walked some distance away, led Chunhe out of everyone's sight, before whispering, "Just say that Princess Jiaxuan is kind-hearted and insisted on escorting that young lady to the palace gate."

Let's not talk about how strong Princess Jiaxuan is. Let's just say she's kind-hearted. That way, Consort Shu will feel better and won't have to make things difficult for us palace servants.

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Xuanyuan Lanjia and Huo Qingshan escorted the person all the way to the palace gate. When it was time to say goodbye, Huo Wubing suddenly leaned close to Xiao Lanxing's ear and said, "Auntie, do you know why I'm called Wubing (meaning 'no illness')?"

Xiao Lanxing: "Because I want you to be free from illness and disaster?"

She knew it as soon as she heard the name!

Huo Wubing blinked: "That's part of the reason, but my dad said that I'm called Wubing because I have an ancestor named Huo Qubing, who was very powerful. He hoped that Huo Qubing could bless me, so he gave me a similar name."

Huo Wubing: "Look, if you had a grandson named Xuanyuan Xingxing, wouldn't you take a second look?"

Xiao Lanxing: "...?"

Xiao Lanxing felt that what he said seemed to make sense, but something about it was also strange.

Huo Wubing: "So, next time we meet, I'll tell you the story of my ancestors!"

Xiao Lanxing understood; it turned out he was asking her to meet again next time!

you can!

Xiao Lanxing nodded: "Okay!"

The two adults who witnessed this scene: "..."

Chen Li had excellent hearing. Huo Wubing thought he was speaking very softly, but because he was standing close by, he heard the conversation very clearly, and his lips twitched slightly.

But he said nothing, exchanged a few pleasantries with Xuan Yuan Lan Jia and his wife with a smile, and then took Xiao Lan Xing back home.

At this time, the city gates are already closed, so Xiao Lanxing will rest at Prince Jing's residence for the night and return to the villa early tomorrow morning to celebrate the New Year with Xuan Yuanjing.

After the carriage disappeared from sight, Huo Qingshan patted Huo Wubing, who had been watching it leave, and asked, "When did I ever tell you that Huo Qubing was our ancestor?"

Huo Wushi said confidently, "Although he's not from our family, he's still a member of the Huo family. We're all one family. Don't we still offer sacrifices to the Marquis of Champion every year? How can he not be my ancestor?"

Xuanyuan Lanjia covered her mouth and laughed: "Alright, we deliberately chose a name that sounds auspicious when we named him. Kang Kang has become healthier and healthier over the years, maybe it's really because someone is blessing him from below."

Huo Qingshan: "You brat, if you want to play with your aunt, just say so. Why use Champion Marquis as an excuse?"

Huo Wubing hesitated, "Well, Prince Jing is so powerful, and she likes him so much, she must like Marquis Champion too..."

Huo Qingshan laughed.

Xuanyuan Lanjia couldn't help but laugh. After laughing for a while, she said a few words to an acquaintance who was passing by, and then said, "Alright, it's freezing cold. The Prince Jing's mansion is probably already here. Let's not stay here and go back to the mansion."

Huo Wubing asked, "Then, when will I be able to see my aunt again?"

Xuanyuan Lanjia: "See? It won't work for the next few days anyway."

With the palace banquet turned out like this, the Prince of Ping's family will probably be the subject of much discussion for a while, and the person in the palace probably won't be in a good mood during this period.

At this moment, Xuan Yuan Lan Jia didn't want to cause trouble for herself.

Huo Wubing: "...Can't we go to their house to wish them a Happy New Year tomorrow?"

While gesturing for Huo Qingshan to lift his son into the carriage, Xuan Yuan Lan Jia reached out and tapped his nose, saying, "Don't even think about it, he's resting quietly and is not receiving any visitors."

Huo Wubing pouted and said, "Alright then."

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In another courtyard.

Looking out at the bright moonlight, Xuanyuan Jing sighed softly, "I wonder how Xingxing is doing in the palace."