Ji Xingzhi walked to the door of the room. There was no one guarding the door, so he pushed it open and walked into the room.

As I stepped through the threshold, a familiar scene came into view: neat shelves filled with neatly arranged books of all kinds, and the desk in front of the shelves neatly placed with pens, ink, paper and inkstone. There was a small shelf next to the desk, and memorials on the shelf were waiting for review.

Wisps of green smoke emerged from the mouth of the purple clay teapot on the low table, lingering in the air and slowly disappearing.

The light fragrance of tea mixed with the aroma of curling permeates the entire room, intoxicating the heart.

There is still a lush green bamboo branch in the white porcelain vase on the low table, which seems to be the same one I first saw many years ago.

Ji Xingzhi's eyes moved and caught a glimpse of a man in green lying on a plain low couch. The man's head was resting on a plain pillow, so his hair crown was a little loose, and his long hair was spread out behind him, as if a black satin robe was draped over the low couch.

This person is as exquisite as if he was carefully polished by heaven. His face is handsome and not like that of an ordinary person. He is as beautiful as an ink painting. Even when he is asleep, his cold and aloof temperament is still hard to ignore.

Ji Xingzhi tiptoed to the low couch and looked at Xiao Moyan's slender hand. The bony hand was holding a half-opened book. The paper was a little yellowed and the cover was slightly damaged. It seemed to be very old.

"Uncle?" Ji Xingzhi squatted down slightly and called softly.

Xiao Moyan's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he did not open his eyes.

Ji Xingzhi's eyes turned, and she came over suddenly, kissed Xiao Moyan on the face, and said crisply: "Uncle Emperor"

Xiao Moyan didn't show any reaction to being frightened by Ji Xingzhi. He slowly opened his eyes and their eyes met. His dark pupils clearly reflected a fair and tender little face. Although her face was pale, the smile on her face was brighter than fireworks, and countless sparks bloomed in his heart, lasting for a long time.

Looking away, Xiao Moyan said calmly, "You look so energetic, are you well again?"

Ji Xingzhi pursed her lips, and showed her potential as a sticky candy. She climbed onto the low couch and lay down beside Xiao Moyan, resting her head on Xiao Moyan's chest, her two little paws still tightly hugging Xiao Moyan's waist, and then she stopped moving.

As if sensing that something was wrong with Ji Xingzhi, Xiao Moyan frowned slightly, touched Ji Xingzhi's head with his slender hand, and asked with a slightly puzzled tone: "What's wrong?"

Ji Xingzhi was silent for a long time before she slowly spoke: "Uncle, if something happens in the future, can you please not hide it from me? Even if it's for my own good. I don't need the good that comes from that."

Hearing this, Xiao Moyan paused slightly and said, "Okay."

Ji Xingzhi received a "OK" from Xiao Moyan that sounded like a promise, and a smile slowly appeared on her face.

It was a very hot day, but being with the emperor's uncle didn't feel hot at all, it felt like spring instead.

After this incident, Ji Xingzhi suddenly realized.

The eldest eunuch is loyal to her, but he is also loyal to his treacherous father; loyal to his mother, the Queen Mother; loyal to the Kingdom of Lizhou, and also has connections with the Emperor's uncle.

Although Liu Yang obeyed her orders, he was still a man of his cheating father.

If you count carefully, there is no one in the five states who is loyal to her alone.

There were some things that her treacherous father didn't allow the eunuch and Liu Yang to tell, so she knew nothing.

The eunuch was her eyes and ears, and Liu Yang was her right-hand man. The uncle had prevented the eunuch from speaking about the poisonous incident caused by Luo Ling, effectively blinding her eyes and blocking her ears, leaving her in the dark.

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