In late November, the early winter winds were already showing their biting ferocity. Looking at the man in a thin yellow shirt, whose arms were exposed when he ran, Yuan Yun's face showed a motherly smile.

"Your Majesty!" Yuan Yun was the first to kneel down, followed by Zhao Cheng and the others.

"Royal sister, what are you doing?!" Yuan Xiu quickly supported Yuan Yun, and at the same time raised his hand to Zhao Cheng, saying, "No need to kneel, no need to kneel! Royal sister, please get up!"

Yuan Yun quickly took the robe from the eunuch behind Yuan Xiu and draped it over him. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly as she said, "It's already getting cold. Aren't you cold leaving the palace without wearing clothes?"

As she spoke, Yuan Yun glared at Lü Lu and Wei You, and said sternly, "Is this how you take care of the Emperor?"

Immediately, a group of people knelt down behind Yuan Xiu, chanting in unison, "Your Highness, please forgive us!!!"

Seeing the situation where Yuan Xiu was now much shorter, Zhao Cheng chuckled to himself, thinking that with A Yun's arrival, her aura had overshadowed Yuan Xiu's, making it seem like it was her home turf.

Yuan Xiu said cheerfully, "Royal sister, I'm just trying to see you as soon as possible. Aren't you surprised?"

Yuan Yun knew that Yuan Xiu would not leave the palace easily unless absolutely necessary. She was actually very touched, but she did not show her emotions. She just held Yuan Xiu's hand tightly and said, "The Emperor is so thoughtful. You... have lost weight?"

"No, no, nothing's changed!" Yuan Xiu looked behind Yuan Yun and asked, "Where's Changli? Where's my nephew?"

Zhao Cheng immediately took Zhao Changli from the maid and handed him to Yuan Xiu.

Yuan Xiu caught him, spun him around in his arms, and laughed loudly, "Hahaha! My nephew!! My own nephew!!"

"Sister, she looks just like you!"

Yuan Xiu glanced at Zhao Cheng and then said, "That's great, thankfully he looks like you and not my brother-in-law!"

Zhao Cheng's cheek muscles twitched. He thought to himself, "I have at least six of those eight words: dashing, debonair, mighty, and enduring. Why can't someone who looks like me be considered handsome?"

This innocent victim shouldn't be taken advantage of!

"Your Majesty, why didn't the nephew receive a red envelope when he met his uncle?"

"A red envelope?" Yuan Xiu asked.

Yuan Yun smiled and said, "Acheng is right. In this situation outside the palace, an uncle should give his nephew a big red envelope."

"How could I possibly carry any silver on me!" Yuan Xiu quickly reached for his clothes with one hand, his movements somewhat awkward. Finally, he took a jade pendant from his waist and stuffed it into Zhao Changli's hand, laughing, "This jade pendant was given to me by the King of Jinran after I assumed power. I'm giving it to you, Uncle!"

Zhao Cheng said quietly, "The gift that the Champion King gave to Changli was a pendant made from a meteorite that fell from the sky... Surely His Majesty's gift to Changli can't be inferior to the Champion King's?"

"Go! Go! Go!"

Yuan Xiu waved his hand, turned around and raised his hand towards the Jing Palace behind him, saying, "Changli is my own nephew. From now on, my palace will belong to him. How can my uncle's broken stone compare?"

“Your Majesty, please be careful with your words!” Lu Lu, who rarely interrupted, suddenly said, “Your Majesty’s words are too grand. They are not good for the Yuan family, nor for the Zhao family.”

"You, you! I was just saying it to make myself happy, what bad luck!" Yuan Xiu rolled his eyes at Lü Lu.

Yuan Yun smiled slightly. She knew Yuan Xiu too well and knew that he hadn't just blurted it out carelessly, but had done it on purpose.

Yuan Xiu wanted to tell his sister that she had helped him reclaim the palace and even the world, so why shouldn't he let his son enjoy it?

But when Lü Lu heard this, he panicked a little, and even Zhao Cheng's heart skipped a beat.

The palace represents imperial power. From now on, the palace will belong to Zhao Changli. So what is Zhao Cheng?

I dare not think about it too much.

This topic caused an awkward moment for everyone, and Wei You quickly stepped in to smooth things over, laughing and saying, "Your Majesty, my head is safe! It's chilly outside, so it's fine if we get cold, but it wouldn't be good if Young Master Changli got cold. Let's hurry back to the palace!"

"Yes, yes, yes! We mustn't let my little nephew get cold!"

Yuan Xiu carried Zhao Changli and headed towards the palace, calling out, "Royal sister, brother-in-law, come with me to the palace!"

Yuan Yun said, "Give me the long gift, let them hold it."

"No, I must hold my little nephew myself!"

Yuan Xiu took a few steps and looked at Zhao Changli. It was clear that he genuinely liked him. He smiled and said, "Changli, your uncle will carry you into the palace. Take a look at your uncle's house. No, it's also your house. Take a good look at your house!"

Yuan Xiu carried Zhao Changli and walked very fast, while Yuan Yun glanced helplessly at Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng asked with some concern, "He... really likes children, doesn't he?"

Yuan Yun said, "How would I know? Neither he nor I have ever had children."

Zhao Cheng said, "Look at the way he's holding the child, I feel like Changli's neck is about to break."

Yuan Yun's expression changed, and she quickly chased after him, calling out, "Your Majesty, hold the child higher, don't press on his neck, higher still..."

Yuan Yun was immediately enraged and shouted at the people around Yuan Xiu, "What are you all doing? Doesn't anyone know how to take care of a child? Quickly teach His Majesty how to hold a baby!"

...

On the day Yuan Yun entered the palace, Yuan Xiu spent the whole day with his sister's family, and there was a family dinner in the evening with no outsiders present.

Remarkably, Yuan Xiu didn't even keep Wei You by his side.

The following day, Yuan Xiu expanded the scale of the family banquet, inviting some important officials and close advisors. Ostensibly, it was a welcome feast for the Princess, but in reality, it was a banquet for Zhao Changli to collect congratulatory gifts.

Zhao Cheng couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement as he watched Yuan Xiu count the congratulatory gifts.

Even emperors were money-grubbers, okay?

Regardless, the grand family banquet was a joyous occasion for both hosts and guests. Wen Tai also expressed his blessings to Zhao Cheng during the banquet and made a point of glancing at Zhao Yan a few more times.

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