Ji Xingzhi's sudden call of "Uncle Emperor" startled Sister Yang, who was playing the piano, so much that she played several wrong notes before she stopped, stood up, and walked to Lord Yang.
When Lord Yang saw Ji Xingzhi, he knelt on the ground and saluted, saying, "Your humble servant pays respect to the emperor."
Sister Yang, who was standing behind her, also knelt and saluted: "Your servant Yang Wen greets the emperor."
Ji Xingzhi nodded slightly, strode to the seat next to Xiao Moyan, sat down boldly, took off his hat and placed it on the table, and said nonchalantly: "No need to be polite, please continue. I just came to see the emperor's uncle for something, there is no rush."
Lord Yang and Yang Wen thanked the emperor and stood up. Hearing Ji Xingzhi's words, they dared not delay Ji Xingzhi and Xiao Moyan's business. They quickly stood up and said goodbye, "I have finished what I wanted. I will not disturb the emperor and the prince from discussing business. I will take my leave first."
Ji Xingzhi nodded with satisfaction, feeling very happy with Lord Yang's self-awareness.
As soon as Lord Yang and Sister Yang left, Ji Xingzhi sat astride Xiao Moyan's legs as if no one was around, with her hands on Xiao Moyan's shoulders, a look of resentment on her face.
The servants beside them saw this and quickly lowered their heads. They retreated silently, while hypnotizing themselves: "I can't see it, I can't see it..."
Xiao Moyan said calmly, "Come down."
Ji Xingzhi pouted and sat a little closer to the table. She put her hand on Xiao Moyan's shoulder and hugged his neck, then asked, "Why does the emperor want to see them?"
With the power of the Prince Regent's Palace, it was more than enough to prevent those people from causing trouble. Letting them cause trouble for a while would have been fine, but why did they let people in? Doesn't this give others hope?
Xiao Moyan frowned slightly and asked, "Why don't you meet me?"
Ji Xingzhi's face immediately fell, and she looked at Xiao Moyan pitifully, her eyes misty with tears, and she choked with sobs as she said, "We have...had physical contact. Doesn't the emperor want to take responsibility for what happened afterwards?"
In response, Xiao Moyan said calmly: "I am your uncle."
Ji Xingzhi choked: "..."
Well, she had nothing to say.
Ji Xingzhi straightened her face, wiped away the non-existent tears, and shamelessly leaned on Xiao Moyan's legs and said, "Uncle, has Su Ju's body been buried?"
Xiao Moyan lowered his eyelids slightly and said, "Still preparing."
Ji Xingzhi nodded and said, "Remember to let me know when you bury him."
After all, Su Ju was her benefactor, and she deserved to see Su Ju buried in peace.
Xiao Moyan: "Okay."
After finishing the serious business, Ji Xingzhi started to be frivolous again: "Uncle, can I give you a kiss?"
Xiao Moyan glanced at Ji Xingzhi indifferently, lifted her off his lap like a chicken, and walked straight to the study. His clear voice carried in the wind: "I am your uncle."
Ji Xingzhi's face darkened. She knew! She knew! Could you please stop reminding her of this?!
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Ji Xingzhi entered the mansion in the same way to help Xiao Moyan deal with the bad peach blossom, but this peach blossom today was a little different and could not be treated like the one yesterday.
Censor Zhang knelt on the ground and saluted, saying, "Your humble servant pays respect to the Emperor."
Zhang Yuan, the daughter of Censor Zhang, also knelt down and said softly, "Your servant Zhang Yuan greets the Emperor."
The Imperial Censor** is an important official in the court, so we have to give him some face. How to deal with Zhang Yuan is really a bit of a headache.
Ji Xingzhi thought that even though Ji Ruhua was there to support him, she wouldn't be able to do so for long. So he might as well take the opportunity to clear up his uncle's romantic affairs and take her into the harem, so that some ministers in the court wouldn't keep thinking about her and wouldn't bother his uncle.
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