Xiao Tang recalled what Ruyi had told her yesterday, and she glanced gently at the man beside the bed.
A single glance, and her eyes sparkled.
Di Jingling picked up a piece of clothing from his side; it was a new garment for her.
As she sat up, he quickly picked her up and placed her on his lap.
"certainly."
He talked as he helped her change her clothes.
Xiao Tang was still half asleep and had no idea how dangerous it was to be sitting on a man's lap at that moment.
She was like a puppet, letting him lift her arms and legs as he did so.
Suddenly, I realized something was wrong!
I was completely wide awake.
She looked down at herself, then at the dress the man was holding up—the Urban Beauty dress?
"You...you..."
"How do I wear this?" he asked.
Even with her thick skin, Xiao Tang blushed completely, looking like a boiled shrimp.
I distinctly remember throwing it away yesterday, how did it end up in his hands again today?
The villain's intelligence is astounding...
How did he know this was worn underneath?
He held the urban beauty in one hand and a newly tailored pale yellow dress in the other, which was clearly meant to be worn underneath.
Who?! Which bastard corrupted my villain?!
Xiao Tang was emotionally devastated and was beginning to question the meaning of life.
Di Jingling merely raised an eyebrow slightly. "Why aren't you saying anything? As for Tangtang, shall I just let you wear whatever you like?"
[Ha! I'm not going to tell you, first do this, then go all out, and then just snap it shut from behind and it's done.]
However, the man managed to dress her without any trouble.
It's as if he learned it without a teacher.
Xiao Tang looked at him with a suspicious expression.
Although she didn't speak, her expression betrayed her feelings.
"I was just guessing." Faced with her suspicious gaze, the man answered with a straight face, like a virtuous gentleman.
Xiao Tang chuckled.
See through it but don't say it.
When Xiao Tang accompanied the Empress Dowager and the young emperor to Lingyin Temple to pray for blessings, she did so not as a princess, but as the Imperial Preceptor.
There is no need to bring family members or female relatives when praying for blessings.
As the Imperial Advisor, Hao Fang was required to be present.
The abbot of Lingyin Temple warmly welcomed them.
Just then, as everyone was chanting prayers and striking the wooden fish, the little emperor suddenly moved his body.
His knees moved, causing the futon he was kneeling on to move as well.
Because "Hao Fang" was not far from him.
So, as he moved at a snail's pace, he finally arrived at Xiao Tang's side.
Xiao Tang was actually somewhat absent-minded while striking the wooden fish.
This is a way of praying for blessings that I never expected...
[After all, I'm a modern person from the 31st century. Although I've studied mystical arts, to be honest, this kind of blessing method really doesn't work at all...]
Suddenly, my sleeve was tightened.
She lowered her eyes without making a sound.
The little emperor stared at her with his bright, lively eyes.
His eyes were full of anticipation.
Xiao Tang: ?
[Emma, little one, why are you looking at me like that? Do you need something from me?]
“Uncle Hao Fang…” he said in a low voice.
"Don't call me 'uncle,' call me 'brother'!"
[Damn, even a little kid is calling me uncle. Am I that old?]
Xiao Tang was speechless and even wanted to cry.
Di Yanqing awkwardly forced a smile. "Brother Hao Fang."
Xiao Tang: ...
Okay, Fang-ge, yes, she is indeed quite square.
Never mind, that's not the point.
"What does Your Majesty wish to say?"
The young emperor fidgeted and tugged at the corner of his clothes.
It wasn't that he was being coy; he hadn't seen the Imperial Preceptor for a long time, and besides, the Imperial Preceptor was so elusive that he could only appear briefly and never return. Every time he went to the Imperial Preceptor's residence to look for him, he would never find him.
It was on a day like today that he was able to catch Xiao Tang.
He glanced at the crowd around him, all earnestly praying, before lowering his voice and whispering, "Oh, it's like this... when will you be able to do what you promised me?"
Xiao Tang tilted his head, looking puzzled. "Has I promised you anything recently?"
Di Yanqing, who had been looking forward with starry eyes, was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
He was so angry he wanted to stomp his feet.
However, with his mother present, he could only suppress his anger before slipping Xiao Tang a note.
Xiao Tang opened it.
It reads: Abdicate the throne.
This matter can be big or small.
However, since the late emperor had already passed the throne to the young emperor, it was impossible for the throne to be given to the regent without a reason.
Either the young emperor dies, or... the regent turns against him.
Otherwise, the throne could never have been passed to the regent so naturally.
Xiao Tang was speechless.
How could she dare to do something so outrageous?
But when she met the young emperor's gaze, she remembered the promise she had made to him.
Xiao Tang cleared his throat. "Your Majesty, please calm down. This matter... needs to be considered carefully, carefully, hehe."
She awkwardly crumpled the paper in her hand.
It would be terrible if someone with malicious intent found it.
Until the issues between the male lead and the scheming female lead are completely resolved, it's hard to say what will happen regarding the throne.
She couldn't understand Di Jingling's thoughts either.
Does the emperor want to sit, or does he himself want to sit?
Suddenly, a chill ran down my spine.
Xiao Tang turned around in surprise.
They met Di Jingling's deep eyes.
Di Yanqing was preoccupied with his own worries when he followed her gaze to look behind him and saw the extremely gloomy face of the Ninth Prince.
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