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Upon hearing his aggrieved words, Jiang Yuyue felt even more affection for him. She hugged Jiang Qimo tightly, kissed him repeatedly on the face, and comforted him with a smile.

"Mo'er, what are you saying? How could your mother possibly abandon you? Look, what's this?"

Jiang Yuyue picked up the food box in her hand, "Mother is always thinking about Mo'er, and she brought back a lot of snacks from outside!"

Upon hearing that there was delicious food, Jiang Qimo's eyes lit up immediately. Forgetting all his grievances, he jumped out of Jiang Yuyue's arms, grabbed her, and headed towards the palace. "Then let's go back quickly!"

Jasmine couldn't help but chuckle as she watched this scene, while Jiang Yuyue looked around but couldn't find Song Jinglan anywhere.

Jixiang arrived just then, quickly stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty the Empress."

"His Majesty is currently handling state affairs in the Imperial Study. He said that Your Highness can return to the palace to rest now that you are back, and there is no need to look for His Majesty."

Busy?

Jiang Yuyue didn't think much of what he said. After all, Song Jinglan was always busy with official duties and it was common for him to be overwhelmed. She wasn't the type to fuss over trivial matters, so she didn't mind that Song Jinglan hadn't come to greet her.

'"knew."

Jiang Yuyue casually replied, "Since Your Majesty is busy, then I will not disturb you. Important matters are of utmost importance."

After saying this, Jiang Yuyue was pulled by Jiang Qimo towards Fengchi Palace, while Jixiang remained where she was, hesitant to speak.

After all, he knew better than anyone that the person in the Imperial Study had no official business to attend to and was just deliberately being sarcastic. But he never expected that the Empress wouldn't understand the meaning behind it...

Thinking of this auspicious omen, I couldn't help but sigh. It seems there's more trouble to come today...

After returning to Fengchi Palace, Jiang Yuyue took a bath and changed her clothes. When she came out, Jiang Qimo had already eaten most of the pastries she had bought, leaving only one box untouched.

"Why is Mo'er eating so fast!"

Jiang Yuyue hurriedly stepped forward to pack the last box of pastries, saying, "These are for you and your father. If we eat them all, what will your father eat?"

Jiang Qimo felt slightly embarrassed upon hearing this, but Jiang Yuyue couldn't bring herself to be angry at him. She squatted down and used a handkerchief to wipe away the pastry crumbs from his lips.

"He's almost five years old now, and he still manages to get food all over his face when he eats."

Jiang Qimo chuckled. Having not seen his mother for a long time, he had a lot of interesting things to tell her. He talked about everything from what his father had taught him these past few days to the huge grasshopper he caught in the Imperial Garden yesterday. He recounted almost all the major and minor events that had happened in the past few days.

However, when talking about his father, the emperor, Jiang Qimo carefully lowered his voice.

"Father is petty. He didn't let Mo'er go out with Mother before because he was worried that if Mother and Mo'er left, they would never come back!"

Jiang Qimo said with certainty, "But he still stubbornly refused to tell the truth, and even lied to Mo'er, saying that Mother couldn't live without him!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yuyue couldn't help but chuckle. Jiang Qimo was a straightforward child who often did things like this without any mercy, which made her even happier. The thought of Song Jinglan telling such a lie to the child made her even more amused.

But Song Jinglan, who was in the Imperial Study at that moment, was not in such a good mood.

His brows were furrowed, and his fingers tapped incessantly on the table, the disordered sound revealing his current anxiety.

Jiang Yuyue has been back for an hour or two, why hasn't she come to find him yet?

Jixiang stood by, sighing silently. Finally, Song Jinglan couldn't help but ask, "Where is the Empress now?"

"Return to Your Majesty."

Upon hearing this, Jixiang quickly replied, "Her Majesty the Empress is currently in Fengchi Palace with His Highness."

After saying this, Jixiang added, "You asked me to pass on a message to Her Majesty earlier, but she said you had important matters to attend to and she wouldn't come to bother you."

These words made Song Jinglan's expression become somewhat subtle. Could it be that Jiang Yuyue was really so oblivious that she couldn't even guess whether he was genuinely busy or just pretending?

Jiang Yuyue was completely unaware of what Song Jinglan was thinking at that moment. Jiang Qimo had been chatting with her about interesting things all day long. As evening approached and it was almost time for dinner, Song Jinglan still hadn't arrived, so she frowned.

He gets so busy that he neglects his health again.

"Mo'er, play by yourself for a while."

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuyue immediately stood up, picked up the last plate of pastries, and slowly said, "Mother, go to the Imperial Study to see your father."

Just as Jiang Yuyue took a step, she saw Jixiang rushing over. Although it wasn't Song Jinglan's instruction, he really didn't want His Majesty to continue waiting in vain, so he took advantage of the break while changing the tea to come out and deliver the message.

"Your Majesty, are you going to see His Majesty?"

Seeing this, Jixiang was overjoyed. "That's perfect! Your Majesty, please hurry over. His Majesty has been waiting for you in the Imperial Study for quite some time!"

Have I been waiting for her for ages?

Jiang Yuyue was slightly taken aback, but quickly understood what was going on.

Given Song Jinglan's personality, even if he is busy with his work after she has been away for so long, he would most likely find time to see her now that she has returned to the palace. But today he has been staying in the Imperial Study. Is he playing his usual little tricks on her?

Thinking about this, Jiang Yuyue found it somewhat amusing, but she still quickened her pace and hurried toward the Imperial Study.

Song Jinglan was feeling annoyed when he suddenly heard a familiar set of footsteps. His eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately picked up a memorial that he had already reviewed and pretended to read it.

Reaching the door, Jiang Yuyue gently knocked. From inside came Song Jinglan's voice, which was devoid of emotion, "Come in."

She walked in carrying the pastries. Song Jinglan's face was tense, as if his attention was entirely on the memorial in front of him. Jiang Yuyue saw his pretentious appearance but did not expose him. She simply walked over and placed the pastries on the table.

"Your Majesty must be tired from reading so many memorials. Please have some pastries to relax."

Jiang Yuyue walked to his side and took the initiative to massage his shoulders. "I heard that His Majesty spent the whole afternoon reading memorials in the Imperial Study. Even when I returned to the palace, I couldn't find the time to greet him."

Seeing that Jiang Yuyue was taking such a good talk, Song Jinglan raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly, but thinking that she had been back for so long before she thought of coming to find him, he was still a little resentful, so he deliberately took away the hand that was massaging his shoulders.