Qing'er listened to Yongxuan's words with anticipation in her eyes, but when she looked at the group of adults around her, her eyes showed hesitation.

"Can."

Yongxuan could easily see Qing'er's concerns. He raised his hand and nudged the emperor beside him, giving him a meaningful look.

The emperor, who was about to turn his head, felt the pressure beside him and received a signal from Yongxuan, so he fell silent.

Then, as if he was not convinced, he poked it back with his hand.

Seeing the emperor's childlike nature, Yongxuan fell silent, then quietly moved to the side, distancing himself from the emperor.

After the Emperor made the stabbing, he quickly turned around and winked at the people around him. Receiving the Emperor's signal, the officials all resigned themselves and turned around again.

They're all little girls, what's wrong with wanting a hug too? What's wrong with that?

Hmph, it's better to have none of them missing.

"Come on, I'll fly you there."

Seeing that everyone had turned around, Yongxuan said in a low voice.

When he was a child, he used to ride on the emperor's head and poke the emperor's arm. These were all minor things, and there was no need to worry about the emperor getting angry.

At most, I'll just roll my eyes at myself in exasperation.

"Um."

Seeing everyone's actions, and then looking at Chen Nian who was already on the other side waving to her, Qing'er blushed and responded softly.

Upon receiving Qing'er's reply, Yongxuan reached out, grabbed Qing'er's waist, and flew over in a flash.

Why did he go through so much hardship to regain his martial arts skills? Wasn't it to protect others? Wasn't it to avoid becoming a cripple? The girl he raised doesn't need to envy others.

Although he disappeared for various reasons and did not accompany them as they grew up, he still raised them, from little dumplings to grown dumplings.

Watching the two fly away again, Ziwei's eyes were practically bulging with jealousy. She crumpled the handkerchief in her hand and glared angrily at Erkang beside her.

Er Kang, who was standing to the side, suddenly felt a chill down his spine and broke out in a cold sweat for no reason. He couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his arm, and his gaze that had been on the person opposite him was forced to withdraw.

Looking around, he saw several young people had already flown past, and he couldn't resist using his lightness skill to dodge and fly past as well.

Following closely behind, the Emperor, Emin, and Fuheng, who all knew martial arts, flew over, leaving behind only Master Ji, Lord Fulun, Ziwei, their attendants, and a few maids, who did not know martial arts.

Ziwei watched as the person flew past alone without even glancing at her. The handkerchief in her hand was torn to shreds, and the jealousy in her eyes turned into grievance, even welling up with tears.

She truly liked Er Kang.

How could Erkang treat me like this? Xiao Yanzi pondered. Even Qing'er had gone, leaving only her. They had a fight, so how could he treat her like this?

Looking at the smiles in the eyes of the people on the opposite boat, she felt as if they were mocking her mercilessly for no reason.

Even though Ziwei was burning with jealousy, jealousy was just jealousy; no one could take her there.

The emperor still has his pride. With so many people around, it's one thing for the children to be a little out of line, but for him to join in this nonsense is just ridiculous.

Even if he cherishes the beauty, he would never do anything that would damage his reputation.

Moreover, he doesn't want other men to touch the person he's set his sights on.

However, when Er Kang noticed the various emotions that those around him displayed, the Emperor frowned, and a dark glint flashed in his eyes.

She looked up at Furen standing opposite her, but only received a puzzled look in return.

emperor:……

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