The silvery-white light, like layers of waves, rose and fell, enveloping Xi Xizhi.
Xi Xizhi moved like a baby, curled up asleep, her little mouth occasionally pouting, as if she was dreaming of something delicious and was eating it with great relish.
The soft, gentle light was like the warm winter sun, carrying a sense of comfort.
In an instant, in the void of mid-air, Xi Xizhi's figure suddenly enlarged, but it was not a physical entity, only a faint layer of light and shadow, visible but intangible.
In the blink of an eye, the illusory image vanished instantly, as if it had never existed, like a person's illusion.
Throughout the entire process, Xi Xizhi remained sound asleep, unaware of anything unusual, and slept peacefully as usual.
Time flies by, and peaceful days are comfortable and wonderful, yet they can also feel incredibly boring.
Xi Xizhi really wanted to help find Old Man Xu's whereabouts, but she was alone and didn't know where to start, having no clues at all.
In An Honghan's words, "You should stay put in the palace and not cause any more trouble. That's the best help you can give."
Xi Xizhi was still angry for a long time when An Honghan said those words.
But as time went on, I began to think that what he said made a lot of sense.
Several thousand imperial guards searched around the capital for many days, but they couldn't find even the slightest trace of Old Man Xu.
She's not a god; she can't calculate with her fingers, much less find out where Old Man Xu is.
If he accidentally causes trouble for An Honghan after leaving the palace, it will be difficult to deal with.
These days, Dongfang Youyu, the crown prince of Luyun Kingdom, has not been idle either. He has sent people everywhere to inquire about the old man Xu and has been constantly collecting various rumors about fox demons.
Xi Xizhi hadn't seen him lately; he hadn't attended several banquets.
Leaning on the nanmu wood table, Xi Xizhi held a calligraphy brush in her right hand, the tip of which was dipped in jet-black ink, and shook it slightly.
Xi Xizhi looked at the several sheets of Xuan paper on the table, her face full of worry, as if she had swallowed a bitter pill.
The sounds of ministers discussing state affairs drifted around her, and Xi Xizhi occasionally eavesdropped, learning quite a bit about the current situation in Fengze Kingdom.
An Honghan held a memorial in his hands, pen in hand, reviewing it. He paid no attention to his subordinates who were reporting on matters below.
Just when you think he's not listening attentively, he can pinpoint the flaws in the matter, putting the minister under immense pressure.
Xi Xizhi was furious at his ability to multitask so skillfully.
If only she could practice calligraphy while letting her mind wander freely...
But thinking about it, it's highly unlikely.
Xi Xizhi could only continue to sigh, shaking her head at the mess of handwriting.
An Honghan glanced to the side and witnessed the whole scene, a faint smile appearing on his lips.
Whenever she practices calligraphy, she always looks like she's about to go into battle, full of tragic heroism...
However, it is interesting.
"Your Majesty, the lives of the people in Fengzhou and other areas are gradually returning to normal. I believe that before long, their lives will return to normal." Liu Fuqing stood upright below, holding a document that had been delivered by fast horse from afar, which described the recent situation in Fengzhou.
Situ Feiyu was also in the imperial study, looking at Liu Fuqing's old face, and felt uneasy. Besides, the credit for controlling the flood in Fengzhou was entirely his own, how could he let his mortal enemy steal it?
"That's for sure. Although I am not very talented, I understand that the people's livelihood is the foundation of the country. When I returned from Fengzhou, the lives of the people of Fengzhou had gradually returned to normal."
This statement seems to imply that Liu Fuqing's earlier report was entirely nonsense.
Liu Fuqing's expression changed instantly, and he snorted angrily.
An invisible flame of anger ignited between their eyes. Xi Xizhi looked at their bickering faces, then at An Honghan sitting above them with a cold expression, and sighed...
Being an emperor is no easy task.
An Honghan threw the memorial in his hand onto the table with a loud thud, instantly extinguishing the flames of anger between the two.
“I am not sitting here to watch the two of you fight. What I want to know is just how great the losses from this flood in Fengzhou are.”
Needless to say, there was absolutely no harvest of grain.
However, there are also reports of the number of people missing due to the floods, and the losses such as houses destroyed by the floods.
Of course, Situ Feiyu was more familiar with this data, since he had been there himself.
"Your Majesty, the number of missing persons is over 3,220, and the number of dead has reached 1,000. As for livestock such as cattle and sheep... there are probably over 1,000 head. East of Fengzhou, the houses have been severely destroyed, but before I left, I instructed the local officials to quickly arrange manpower to rebuild the people's homes. I believe it should be almost completed in another half month."
Hearing that Situ Feiyu had already made arrangements, An Honghan's expression softened considerably, but his coldness still lingered. He simply nodded to Situ Feiyu and said, "Minister Situ has done well."
Situ Feiyu has been enjoying great success these past few days, which naturally makes Liu Fuqing, his arch-rival, feel uneasy.
If the other party gains power and surpasses me, then my fate will be predictable.
His gaze and Situ Feiyu's gaze both fell on the small table not far away.
There, Xi Xizhi was holding a calligraphy brush, diligently practicing her handwriting.
Although they both had designs on Xi Xizhi, their inner decisions were completely different.
"Let's end our discussion here for today. You two may go back and rest."
"Your humble servants will take their leave now." Sensing the implication that he was dismissing them, Situ Feiyu and Liu Fuqing dared not linger. They bowed to An Honghan and quickly strode away.
The door to the Imperial Study slammed shut again with a whoosh.
An Honghan sneered, "There are times when their thoughts are aligned."
However... this agreement did not make An Honghan happy at all.
His gaze shifted to Xi Xizhi...
If she were presented with something and asked to choose, what would she choose?
Once the thought entered An Honghan's mind, it became unstoppable.
He knew perfectly well that he shouldn't visit them, but he couldn't help himself.
After all, everyone wants to know how highly they are regarded by others.
An Honghan frowned and tapped the table, the sound mirroring his current state of mind.
Should we let it go unchecked, or should we intervene and stop it?
An Honghan thought for a while, then sighed and said, "Never mind, let time take its course."
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