The next day.

The news that Xue Zhao, the champion of the Lizhou National Examination, was a seven-year-old child spread like wildfire, causing an uproar in the Dixi Continent.

Later, adults and teachers in the Dixi Continent often used Xue Zhao's deeds to educate their children, and many children regarded Xue Zhao as their idol.

However, the "culprit" who caused this uproar stayed in Xiao Moyan's mansion and refused to leave.

As in previous years, Xiao Moyan sat at his desk reviewing memorials, while Ji Xingzhi played by herself.

"Uncle, what kind of women do you like?" Ji Xingzhi stood behind Xiao Moyan, braiding Xiao Moyan's long hair into small braids, and asked casually.

Xiao Moyan looked at the memorial without changing his expression, completely ignoring Ji Xingzhi's intentions.

Ji Xingzhi pursed her lips, untied her braids again, and threatened viciously, "Uncle, if you don't answer, I will secretly cut your hair tonight."

Xiao Moyan paused. What kind of girl do you like? He had never thought about this kind of question before and had no accurate answer.

But seeing Ji Xingzhi's relentless attitude, if he didn't say it, Ji Xingzhi would definitely not give up, so he casually said: "Gentle and quiet."

Ji Xingzhi's body stiffened, feeling rather depressed. Gentle and demure... She had nothing in common with the words gentle and demure. The difference between them was more than just the ends of the earth; it was like the difference between heaven and hell.

"Uncle, being gentle and quiet is like falling into a gentle trap. That's not good. Why don't you consider someone lively and cute? Someone like me?" Ji Xingzhi shamelessly put his face in front of Xiao Moyan with a smile, and said with what he thought was a very cute smile.

After a moment, Xiao Moyan finally shifted his gaze from the memorial to Ji Xingzhi's face, and said thoughtfully, "Too idle?"

Ji Xingzhi was slightly stunned, then nodded subconsciously: "Yeah, free."

Before he finished speaking, a pile of papers were thrown in front of Ji Xingzhi. Before Ji Xingzhi could come back to her senses, Xiao Moyan's calm voice rang in her ears: "Copy it ten times each. Don't talk until you finish copying."

Ji Xingzhi's eyes suddenly widened. What? He wanted her to...copy...copy it ten times? Would her hand become crippled?

Ji Xingzhi was about to object when she heard Xiao Moyan say calmly, "Otherwise, I'll throw you out of the palace."

Ji Xingzhi gritted her teeth secretly and said, "I am your niece. How can you treat your niece like this?"

Although she was indignant, Ji Xingzhi still copied the documents obediently. She had no doubt that the emperor's uncle would not throw her out, because, she had already been thrown out once...

Here’s the thing….

That day, as the weather was getting colder, Ji Xingzhi wanted to take a hot bath. The servants told Ji Xingzhi that there was a hot spring in the palace, which was warm all year round. Ji Xingzhi immediately became excited when she heard it. Isn’t that a hot spring?

Ji Xingzhi asked the servants to lead the way to the hot spring, but those servants did not dare to lead the way, saying that the prince had ordered no one to enter, even Yu Xi could only guard outside the door.

However, under Ji Xingzhi's coercion and inducement, a little maid took Ji Xingzhi to the hot spring smoothly...

It was a wooden bungalow, seemingly quite spacious. Its unchanging carved and hollowed-out decoration wasn't particularly ornate, but it was very elegant. White steam slowly emerged from the hollowed-out doors and windows, giving people a refreshing visual experience. This was the only house in the palace without bamboo planted nearby...

The maid pointed to the wooden bungalow and said, "Your Majesty, this is it."

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