Every few days, a specific eunuch in the palace would be responsible for clearing weeds, so although Xi Xizhi was squatting next to the flower bushes, she rarely had to pull weeds.
With a helpless yawn, Xi Xizhi's head was drowsy. She complained about why An Honghan hadn't returned yet. If she waited any longer, she would probably fall asleep.
Footsteps approached from afar, and Xi Xi subconsciously turned around to see a pair of gold-trimmed boots appear in front of her.
Having spent every day with An Honghan, Xi Xiyi recognized the owner of the boots at a glance.
The golden dragon embroidered on the back of the shoe is the best representation of An Honghan, isn't it?
Xi Xizhi slowly raised her small face and met An Honghan's gaze.
An Honghan reached out and grabbed the child's hand, helping her to stand up from the ground.
"Are you so bored? Instead of wasting time weeding, you should go to the Imperial Study and practice your literacy." An Honghan brushed aside the bangs covering Xi Xizhi's eyes, and a series of lecturing words habitually came out of his mouth.
It seems that in order to feed this ignorant little ferret, An Honghan has also developed many habits.
For example, monitoring the child's literacy progress whenever possible, observing the child's diet daily, and helping her solve some unnecessary troubles.
An Honghan inquired about everything concerning Xi Xizhi, from her eating and drinking to her sleeping.
In the past, when has An Honghan ever bothered with such trivial matters for others? Even with blood relatives, An Honghan had never gone to this extent.
Only Xi Xizhi in this world has received treatment that others can only dream of.
It could even be said that as long as Xi Xizhi makes a request, and as long as it is within An Honghan's capabilities, he will do his best to fulfill it.
"Too late." Pouting, Xi Xizhi uttered two words softly, sounding both complaining and angry.
In the past, An Honghan would always be very punctual when he said it would take the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and he never made Xi Xizhi wait for long.
This time, however, it took much longer than expected, which explains why Xi Xizhi was so bored and anxious.
"I was discussing two state affairs with the ministers, which is why I was delayed. I'm going to change my clothes now. You stay put." In the past, An Honghan would never have explained to anyone why he was delayed, but now that the person in question was Xi Xizhi, things were different. Unless necessary, An Honghan rarely kept anything from her.
Although Xi Xizhi wasn't very bright, she knew how to prioritize things. No matter what the issue was, it would seem insignificant in the face of national affairs, since national affairs concerned the lives of millions of people.
Xi Xizhi wasn't going to be unreasonable, so she hummed in agreement and gestured for An Honghan to leave quickly.
After changing into a dark blue brocade robe, An Honghan led Xi Xizhi out of the South Palace Gate.
Lin En and Wu Jianfeng followed behind, walking on either side of him.
Compared to the head steward Lynn, Wu Jianfeng's complexion has been extremely poor lately, and wherever he goes, he can often hear gossip about him.
Xi Xizhi never inquired about it, but she had overheard several palace maids discussing it privately.
Since the murder of his brother, the Wu family has announced to the world that they will have no further connection with Wu Jianfeng, and they have burned all the things that Wu Jianfeng left in the Wu family mansion.
Wu Jianfeng was not a good person to begin with, and without the protection of the Wu family, many palace maids and eunuchs in the palace ridiculed him.
Xi Xizhi glanced at him sideways and saw that he still looked listless and gloomy, and felt a little sorry for him.
If this person can't pull themselves together, then they're truly finished.
Setbacks are not terrible. As the saying goes, you should get up from where you fall.
Only by withstanding setbacks can you move towards your goal.
If Wu Jianfeng doesn't even have this much resilience, Xi Xizhi can only sigh.
"Mind your own business. He's no good." An Honghan warned, gently pinching Xi Xizhi's arm.
How could Wu Jianfeng be a good person if he could even harm his own brother?
This person is clearly an ingrate.
Even if you save him once, he probably won't be soft-hearted if he turns around and bites you later.
Xi Xizhi blinked and nodded at An Honghan.
Having spent so long in the palace, Xi Xizhi understood the reasons behind it to some extent.
Although I felt a little sympathy for Wu Jianfeng, I wouldn't rashly offer him help.
The two spoke very quietly, and their conversation did not reach Lynn and Wu Jianfeng's ears.
In their eyes, His Majesty and Miss Xi were simply having a private conversation.
Outside the palace gate, a simple carriage was parked.
A man sat leaning against the carriage, dressed in coarse linen clothes, no different from when they met yesterday.
Just as Xi Xizhi looked over, Master Feng also turned his head, and their eyes met unexpectedly.
Master Feng's eyes were rigid and serious. Although they couldn't match An Honghan's imposing presence, they were still enough to intimidate the others.
Xi Xizhi nodded politely to him as a greeting.
Master Feng was not an unreasonable person. Seeing that Xi Xizhi had greeted him first, he nodded to her in response.
The two were neither friendly nor hostile.
Despite their differing racial stances, there was no conflict of interest between them.
"Greetings, Your Majesty." Master Feng bowed to An Honghan.
"Why must you perform such a grand ceremony, Master Feng? Rise. Have you made all the necessary preparations? I do not wish to waste time without gaining anything," An Honghan said coldly, his face stern.
Xi Xizhi stood right next to him and saw everything he did about his attitude toward Master Feng.
"If Your Majesty doesn't trust me, you can find someone else to capture the demon. It's not like I absolutely have to go." Master Feng also put on airs, raising his long, white eyebrows, seemingly unafraid of An Honghan.
However, compared to An Honghan, who is an iceberg that has stood for millennia, even if Master Feng appears cold, he is not as cold as him.
"Is that so? It seems Huiyun Temple is not important either." An Honghan narrowed his eyes coldly, scrutinizing Feng Zhenren's every move. "Feng Zhenren, you should know my character. I always keep my word. Don't try to test my patience."
Why would Master Feng willingly submit to An Honghan?
There is no doubt that Huiyun Temple is his Achilles' heel.
He may not care about other things, but Huiyun Temple is the result of the hard work of their ancestors, and he must do everything in his power to protect it.
"Your Majesty, I was just joking. Why take it so seriously?" With his momentum weakening, Master Feng finally bowed his head and took a step back.
An Honghan nodded coldly, "I'm just afraid someone will take it too seriously."
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