"Greetings, Your Majesty."
Upon hearing Nanxiao's voice, the servants all turned around and knelt down to pay their respects.
Situ Xue clenched her fist tightly, her face dark and brooding. She had thought Mo Shisheng was just trying to scare her, but who knew Nan Xiao would actually come?
Just as Situ Xue finally managed to hide her emotions and was about to turn around to pay her respects, Nan Xiao said calmly, "No need to pay your respects. I'm afraid of offending the Empress."
"emperor!"
Hearing Nan Xiao's sarcastic words, Situ Xue turned pale with fright, "Your Majesty, I just..."
"Empress, has life in the harem been too comfortable, leading you to believe you hold absolute power?"
Nan Xiao didn't want to listen to Situ Xue's nonsense. He glanced at her with his cold eyes and sneered, "Even your greetings have to be done at your own whim?"
"No, Your Majesty, please listen to what I have to say."
Situ Xue hurriedly walked up to Nan Xiao, but before she could touch him, he dodged her hand. Situ Xue naturally knew that Nan Xiao was angry with her, and she frowned deeply. "Your Majesty, she has played tricks on me countless times. I just thought she was lying to me again. You must believe me."
"How many times have you caused her trouble, big or small? She's just a child not even three years old. Is it really necessary for you to constantly make her unhappy?"
As Nan Xiao's attitude changed, his tone also turned colder. After glancing at Situ Xue, he said, "If the Empress has more time, why not copy the Book of Poetry for the Empress Dowager? It would be a good way to cultivate one's character and achieve two goals at once."
"emperor!"
"Your Majesty...please say less."
The maidservant beside Situ Xue pulled her back appropriately and whispered.
Situ Xue, who had been pulled back, snapped to her senses. She took a deep breath, bowed, and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."
After saying this, she turned and left with her entourage of servants, her figure disappearing into the snowy landscape.
Once Situ Xue and the others left, the surroundings instantly fell silent, leaving only Nan Xiao and Mo Shisheng.
It seemed that Situ Xue's presence had no effect on her; she still looked up with her delicate face at the slowly falling silvery snow.
Her skin was snow-white, and although she was not even three years old, she seemed to have experienced all the vicissitudes of life.
Nan Xiao still couldn't figure out why she had become so small. He trusted his intuition; the woman in front of him was Mo Shisheng.
Suppressing his thoughts, Nan Xiao walked towards Mo Shisheng, stood beside her, and slowly squatted down to watch the snow falling together.
Is it pretty?
Nan Xiao asked softly, as if afraid of startling the little one beside her.
Upon hearing this, Mo Shisheng's lips curled slightly, and a faint smile appeared on her young face. "Beautiful."
"If you're cold, go inside. Don't catch a cold."
Nan Xiao frowned slightly when she saw that Mo Shisheng's face was pink from the cold. "Don't you know you're not feeling well?"
"..."
Mo Shisheng turned her small face to look at Nan Xiao with displeasure, and said impatiently, "You're so annoying."
Nan Xiao: "..."
Caught off guard by Mo Shisheng's sudden retort, she continued, "Did I say something wrong? Do you know how many times you've been sick since summer?"
"..."
How noisy!
Mo Shisheng couldn't stand Nan Xiao anymore. She felt that his indifference towards outsiders was all an act! In reality, he was just a chatterbox, noisy and always talking about this and that. She wondered if he ever got tired.
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