"Wind~"

On the second day of February, at midnight, Si Chengfeng, who was sleeping, seemed to hear someone calling him in a daze.

When Si Chengfeng opened his eyes, he saw Meng Lishi wearing an elegant robe.

"Dad?" Si Chengfeng called out tentatively. Only after the other party nodded did he confirm that he was not hallucinating.

"Feng'er, someone is trying to harm the Crown Princess. This is the list of assassins from the Eastern Palace, as well as the people behind them. You must memorize it thoroughly and tell the Crown Princess to be careful."

"The mastermind behind these assassinations is as vicious as a snake and scorpion. He is eyeing Her Highness the Crown Princess and Her Highness the Crown Princess, and intends to use dark means to put them to death. You must be on high alert."

Meng Lishi handed a booklet to Si Chengfeng as he spoke, "Feng'er, you only have a cup of tea. Please write down as much key information as you can."

Realizing the gravity of the matter, Si Chengfeng nodded earnestly to Meng Lishi. He then sat down at the desk and unfolded a booklet. Each page contained the names, ages, places of origin, and causes of death of ten individuals.

Si Chengfeng read ten lines at a glance, his bony fingers flipping through the papers quickly. In the silent night, one could hear a pin drop, and only the rustling sound of his flipping pages echoed in the dormitory.

After a cup of tea, Meng Lishi asked, "Feng'er, have you remembered? It's time for Dad to leave. The soul-collecting messenger from the underworld is still waiting at the City God Temple to hand over Dad's soul."

"Dad, Feng'er has noted everything. But... will you be punished for this?" Si Chengfeng handed the death record book back to Meng Lishi with a worried look on his face.

"Don't worry, Feng'er. Dad will be fine." Meng Lishi patted Si Chengfeng's shoulder gently and said solemnly, "This is also Dad's duty as the judge of Fengcheng Prefecture's City God Temple to protect the local people. The time is almost up, Dad must go."

After saying this, Meng Lishi's figure gradually became transparent and finally disappeared.

"Dad, Dad, Dad..." Si Chengfeng called Meng Lishi and woke up from his sleep.

"Si Liangce, are you okay?" Jiangyi, who was on duty in the next room, heard the noise and hurried to Si Chengfeng's dormitory to check.

"It's okay, it was just a dream." Si Chengfeng waved at Jiangyi, signaling him to go back and rest.

After Jiang Yi left, Si Chengfeng sighed slightly, lamenting that the time he had spent with his father was too short. However, recalling the scene in his dream, Si Chengfeng's charming eyes widened slightly.

Si Chengfeng immediately rose from the bed, put on a coat, and sat down at the desk in the room. He expertly weighed the paper, ground the ink, and then picked up the pen and wrote rapidly from memory...

"Hehe~"

Early in the morning, the sound of Xiaobai imitating a hen's crowing came from the direction of the Fanyin Pavilion in the East Palace.

In the Lingkun Courtyard of the Eastern Palace, in Mu Lige's bedroom, Hua Qingcheng hugged the two children, kissed Mu Lige, told him to have a good rest, and left the matters to the palace servants, then hurriedly got up to wash and get dressed.

At six quarters past the hour of Mao, after breakfast, Hua Qingcheng, who had fallen behind in her studies for more than half a month, boarded the carriage to the Imperial College alone, beginning her first day of study after the New Year.

As for Wu Chen, because he gave Zuo An medicine without permission, which almost caused Zuo An's death, he had been ordered by Mu Lige to be confined to Xianxian Academy for half a month, so naturally he could not go to school.

At 2:15 am, when Si Chengfeng came to Mu Lige's dormitory with a stack of folded papers, he knew that Hua Qingcheng had to go back to the Imperial College to study from today.

"Fifth Brother, why are you in such a hurry?" Mu Lige, who was leaning against the head of the bed, asked in confusion when he saw Si Chengfeng's serious expression.

"Brother, it's nothing."

Si Chengfeng glanced at the two little guys sleeping soundly on the bed, then looked at Mu Lige's slightly tired expression, and subconsciously touched the stack of papers in his chest.

Now that his eldest brother has just given birth to twins, he should not worry too much or overwork himself. Si Chengfeng plans to wait for Hua Qingcheng to come back, and then convey what Meng Lishi told him in the dream.

"Fifth brother, come here." Mu Lige, who had every move of Si Chengfeng in sight, lowered his voice slightly and waved to Si Chengfeng.

"Brother, what do you want me to do?" Si Chengfeng came to Mu Lige's bed, his eyes avoiding, looking only at the two babies sleeping soundly on the bed.

Mu Lige looked directly at Si Chengfeng and said seriously, "Qingqing is very busy with her studies. Now the Emperor has ordered her to attend school while assisting the Emperor in handling government affairs. If you can avoid disturbing her, try not to go..."

"Brother, I..." A hint of hesitation flashed across Si Chengfeng's charming eyes. He wondered whether he should find Situ Ye to discuss it.

"Fifth brother~"

Mu Lige called out to Si Chengfeng softly. His voice was so magnetic that Si Chengfeng's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Mu Lige paused for a moment and continued, "As the male master of the East Palace, I have the obligation to take care of the affairs of the backyard so that Qingqing has no worries. Do you... understand?"

"Brother, my father came to me in a dream last night." Si Chengfeng closed his eyes slightly and opened them again. As if he had made up his mind, he took out the list he had written down from his memory from his arms and handed it to Mu Lige.

"What is this?" Mu Lige took the stack of papers and spread them out, looking at Si Chengfeng in confusion.

"Brother, this is the list of assassins and their masterminds who attacked the Eastern Palace when you were giving birth." Si Chengfeng explained.

"List of assassins?" Mu Lige's face darkened when he heard that.

Mu Lige quickly scanned the ten pages filled with the names and identities of the assassins. His expression darkened as he realized that each of these names represented someone who wanted to kill him and his two children.

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