Qiao’Er was holding half a gourd, scooping water repeatedly to pour over him.
With Qiao’Er present, naturally Shi He was also there.
The hands usually playing zither, chess, writing, and painting were now gently massaging Li Xuan’s shoulders.
Although this level of shoulder massage was unlikely to make Li Xuan feel much.
Yet... this was hocoming after all.
The two won curiously looked at the purple copper hemp garnt on Li Xuan, but neither asked any questions.
Smart maids never inquire.
Once he had bathed and changed clothes, Li Xuan felt refreshed, a sense of spiritual ease.
After a simple al, he sat in the main hall, slightly eting the relatives who had co from various places, and then prepared a carriage to head to the Chancellor’s residence.
...
The Chancellor’s residence...
The green vines on the wall appeared yellow but not yet aged.
The old man had youthful features, but his hair was already grey.
Yan Fujing still sat in the pavilion, with a young boy beside him brewing tea.
Upon seeing Li Xuan appear, he waved and called out, "Prince Qing, co sit, old man has just brewed this tea."
Li Xuan walked over with a smile.
Yan Fujing looked seriously at him, but saw only calmness, no anger, and couldn’t help but sigh, "I don’t know how much hardship you’ve endured outside to achieve such greatness, remarkable, the old man indeed didn’t misjudge you."
Li Xuan smiled slightly and said, "Thanks to my foster father’s nurturing."
Seeing his usual deanor, Yan Fujing nodded, continuing, "Now, Buddha’s influence has beco unshakeable.
That Buddha seems to have truly beco a Buddha, no longer retaining his previous wickedness; ever since he stationed himself at Xinci Temple, Cyan Wood Province has seemingly been protected."
Li Xuan said calmly, "I won’t oppose him. As long as he doesn’t let leave Cyan Wood Province, I won’t leave."
He spoke very calmly.
Calm, like a knife concealed in its sheath and hidden under ice.
How could Yan Fujing not sense the implications in his words?
He sighed, "The era... has changed."
Li Xuan raised an eyebrow and asked, "Foster father, what do you an by this?"
Yan Fujing said, "I used to think humans could defeat demons, but ever since witnessing the Great Tuo of the East Sea, the Drought Demon of the North, and the Buddha of Xinci Temple, my thoughts have changed."
His cloudy eyes beca clear, quietly looking at Li Xuan, "Perhaps only demons can deal with demons."
The air suddenly beca quiet.
Even the young boy tending the stove involuntarily stopped his actions, not daring to even whisper.
Because an indescribable oppressive force was emanating from Li Xuan, pressing down on people like ants, not daring to raise their voices in the mud.
For a long ti...
Li Xuan softly said, "I’m sorry."
Yan Fujing smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said, "Perhaps foster father has grown old."
Li Xuan smiled, "Foster father is not old, it’s just this child being immature."
Yan Fujing said, "No, foster father is old.
Prince Qing, you... are admirable.
Don’t be influenced by my twilight thoughts of decline, walk your own path."
His deanor beca resolute again.
Li Xuan t his gaze, smiling, and nodded.
Yan Fujing said, "In the future, the Dark Web need no longer follow the old man, let them follow you. You are their natural master."
...
...
After nightfall.
Tian Yuan and Zhao Qingxue rarely entrusted their two children to the nursemaid, while the two first-ti mothers expressed their longing to their husband.
Li Xuan almost lay flat throughout, never taking the initiative, only slightly revealing a bit of spirit...
Afterward, the three lay quietly together.
Zhao Qingxue gently touched the purple copper hemp garnt, she already implicitly knew its function from Sister Yuan: her husband’s heart demon was heavy, this helped suppress the heart demon.
At this ti, she ought not to bring up certain matters.
But she was, after all, a pampered little princess.
Though a mother, her nature hadn’t changed.
Having concerns buried in her heart, she wanted to speak with her beloved, only then could she find relief.
"My brother passed away last year, yet I... still haven’t visited his tomb.
So say Mother killed my brother, but how could that be?
Surely a misunderstanding..."
"A few days ago, Mother also wrote to , saying she wanted to invite to the capital to see her granddaughter.
I don’t even know what to do."
"I really don’t know."
Zhao Qingxue spoke on, cuddling into Li Xuan’s embrace and crying.
After the release of ecstasy, her previously suppressed emotions and words burst forth.
Li Xuan’s expression slightly focused.
Interesting...
Having already declared "Prince Qing’s Mansion would remain in Cyan Wood Province," yet the Supre Empress Dowager still wanted his offspring to enter the capital as hostages? Madness?
He felt his wife’s tears in his embrace, softly comforting, "Of course, it’s misunderstandings by them all.
Your mother loves you; how could she kill the forr king?
As for inviting you to the capital, Buddha has forbidden our family from leaving Cyan Wood Province, otherwise, I would have accompanied you to visit your grandmother long ago."
"But they all say Mother killed my brother."
"Who?"
"People in the Chancellor’s residence, I heard many say so."
"The Chancellor’s residence has always been at odds with the capital, saying that is quite normal."
"Yes, I think so too, but no one believes . Even if not arguing, they dismiss it evasively."
"I believe you."
Li Xuan smiled, gently stroking Zhao Qingxue’s hair with his fingers.
The little princess slowly fell asleep.
...
...
Early the next morning, Li Xuan secretly used the "Incense Penetration" thod to leave Xiongshan County, went to the area around Xinci Temple to finish his business, and then returned ho to have so porridge.
Then picked up a long spear and practiced in the courtyard.
This was also further adapting to his situation.
At this mont, he suddenly felt soone watching, turned to look, and saw a little girl at the archway, cocking her head to watch him.
Li Xuan’s senses were exceedingly sharp, imdiately felt the little girl was looking at his purple copper hemp garnt.
Not surprising, as it indeed easily attracted attention, he only wore it at ho.
He stopped his actions, smiled, and called, "Xiaojing."
He then tossed the spear aside and went over to pick up the little bundle.
The little bundle opened her mouth, sweetly calling, "Daddy..."
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