At this moment, on the road outside the palace, Rong Qi was carrying his little darling on his back, walking slowly.

"Aqi, how do you know those assassins were sent by the Imperial Concubine?"

Rong Qi chuckled inwardly.

"Who else could it be but her? She's tried to kill me countless times."

Feng Qinghuang suddenly remembered that she had saved him last time: "Was it the same last time?"

Rong Qi shook his head: "It's not her, it's her son?"

Feng Qinghuang huffed, "Hmph, if you had told me just now, I would have poisoned her too. Let her taste what it's like to be poisoned."

Rong Qi squeezed her little fist with boundless affection.

"Don't worry, I have my own way."

Feng Qinghuang nodded: "Then, Aqi, didn't the Emperor just order a thorough investigation? What if it's found that you were the one who sent those corpses over?"

"Don't worry, I've already given the evidence against Li Wanyue to the Imperial Uncle. He knows what to do."

Feng Qinghuang nodded: "Aqi is great."

Rong Qi was overjoyed to hear Xiao Jiaojiao's praise.

The two walked and talked, and when they were almost home, Rong Qi noticed that the little one on his back was already fast asleep.

Rong Qi quickened his pace and soon arrived at Feng Qinghuang's courtyard, Luoyue Pavilion.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw someone lying there. Hearing the noise, Feng Qingyun immediately looked up: "I said, Ancestor..."

"Shh, if you dare to wake Jiaojiao up, you'd better watch out," Rong Qi threatened him in a low voice.

Feng Qingyun immediately shut up. He hadn't even seen his sister asleep, so why was he being so fierce? You brought your sister back so late, and you still have the nerve to complain?

Feng Qingyun only dared to complain in secret; on the surface, he was no match for this fiend.

Rong Qi placed Feng Qinghuang on her large bed, took off her shoes, covered her with a blanket, kissed her forehead, and then quietly left after closing the door.

In the courtyard, Feng Qingyun glared at him angrily.

“If my dad finds out you brought your sister here so late, he’ll chase you down ten blocks.”

Rong Qi asked expressionlessly, "You won't keep it from him?"

"That depends on how you treat me. You're always so kind and loving to your sister, but you don't even give her brother a kind look. That's really unfair treatment."

"Anyway, I don't care. If you disrespect me again, I'll tell Father. I'll tell him you laid a hand on my sister again, and see what you do then."

Rong Qi's veins bulged. He wanted to throw his brother-in-law out right now. This grown man was so indecisive and nagging. It was so annoying.

However, out of consideration for the fact that he was his little darling's older brother, he endured it.

Otherwise, if he wants to marry Jiaojiao in the future, there will be one more person opposing him.

Rong Qi: "How do you want me to treat you? Like this?"

Rong Qi gritted his teeth, a smile playing on his lips, his eyes dangerous.

Seeing Rong Qi like this, Feng Qingyun suddenly realized that what happened before was alright, but this was even more terrifying.

"Hehehe, let's not do that, it's even more terrifying. You should just do what you always do, I'm used to it, hehe."

"It's getting late, you should go back now."

Feng Qingyun wanted to send him away; if he didn't go back, she wouldn't be able to sleep.

Rong Qi glanced at the house, then vanished in a flash.

Feng Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, originally intending to go back to sleep. But then she suddenly realized that it was almost dawn, so she decided to rest on the table and take her younger sister out for breakfast early in the morning.

Feng Qingyun fell asleep while thinking about it.

He didn't expect that early the next morning, Rong Qi bought breakfast and brought it back, but there were only two portions, and none for him.

Feng Qingyun was about to be driven mad by Rong Qi.

That's a story for another time, of course.

...the Imperial Palace...

Rong Yuan pondered for a moment, then picked up his brush and wrote an imperial edict.

The next morning, the Li family was punished, their official rank was reduced by three grades, and their salary was reduced for three years.

At the same time, an imperial edict was delivered to Yanxi Palace, demoting Consort Li Wanyue to the rank of Noble Lady and moving her to Jiaofang Palace.

When Li Wanyue moved, some concubines came specifically to watch the spectacle, but Li Wanyue had been a Noble Consort for over a decade.

She maintained a perfect composure and controlled her gaze, pinching the arm of the palace maid beside her tightly the whole way to prevent others from seeing her make a fool of herself.

The palace maid endured the pain and dared not utter a sound.

The young palace maid was finally freed at the gates of the new palace.

Li Wanyue walked into Jiaofang Palace and looked at the decorations and ornaments inside. They were inferior to her Yanxi Palace in every way, which made her so angry that she wanted to smash things again.

Hongmu: "Your Majesty, no, we are in Jiaofang Palace now. Why not Yanxi Palace? If it gets broken, we can fix it. Your Majesty, please think it over."

Upon hearing her personal maid's words, Li Wanyue's anger subsided considerably.

"Mian'er, how much longer until you come back?"

Hongmu: "It will probably be about a month."

Li Wanyue: "What? Why does it take so long?"

"Your Highness, the disaster there is severe, and the people are causing great unrest. If the situation is not completely resolved, His Highness will be unable to leave."

Li Wanyue couldn't believe it: "Then I have to stay in this Jiaofang Palace for more than a month!"

Redwood...

It's not that you'll be staying for more than a month; it means you'll be here from now on. You need to be more clear-headed.

Hongmu: "Your Majesty, please calm down. When His Highness returns and things are handled well, His Majesty might be pleased and Yanxi Palace will still belong to Your Majesty."

Li Wanyue's eyes lit up immediately: "Hmph, I'll just have to make do here for a while longer."

"Go and tell the palace maids to fetch water and serve me a bath."

Hongmu accepted the order and went outside to instruct the palace maids to fetch water. Once outside, Hongmu took a deep breath.

Her mistress is beyond saving; perhaps she was frightened out of her mind yesterday? She doesn't even believe His Majesty would think the Third Prince handled things well and thus pardon you.

Sigh, when will this ever end for her?