Reincarnated as the daughter of my mortal enemy, all I want is to ascend the throne.

Dinner was served at the Misty Courtyard.

Yan Xu's injuries had almost healed, and he was preparing to return home. Li Qingyan said she planned to see him off, but actually she was afraid that Li Yan would spank her.

At least Yan Xu could protect her a little bit, even though Yan Xu also listened to Li Yan.

However, no matter what you say, you can still offer a word or two of advice.

Li Qingyan ate a large bowl before slowing down, then looked up at Li Yan like a little mouse.

"I did something so earth-shattering, and Old Deng didn't say a word against me? Something's not right, there's something fishy going on here."

Yan Xu could also tell that the atmosphere between the father and daughter was not quite right. Li Yan looked relaxed, while the little prince next to him had a shifty look on his face.

He usually stands up to Li Yan and never admits defeat, but it seems he has made a huge mistake this time, which is why he is so guilty.

Until you finish eating.

Li Yan took a sip of tea before speaking, "Tell me what you did today?"

Li Qingyan glared at him. "What's the difference between this and writing a self-reproach edict? Absolutely brilliant."

There's a difference. You're not the emperor now; what you're writing can only be called a letter of apology.

"Flying Fork, are you really my system?"

Oh dear, don't be angry, getting angry ages you faster.

"Thank you, I'm only three years old."

The thought echoed in Li Qingyan's mind again: slurping rice noodles and cracking sunflower seeds. She really hadn't thought these two things could be eaten together.

"Regarding the demolition of the Imperial Study, firstly, you promised me you could demolish it twice; secondly, you schemed against me first, which is why I did it."

Li Qingyan sat on the stool, barely able to put her arms on the table. The cushions she had placed under her bottom while eating had been removed.

Li Yan did this on purpose. Why? For fun, of course. Looking at Li Qingyan's little head and paws peeking out, she was as cute and amusing as a little rabbit peeking out of a hole.

Li Qingyan assumed it was Li Yan punishing her, but if she knew that Li Yan thought this way, she would probably explode in anger.

Li Yan took a sip of tea, his tone unusually serious, "I naturally remember my promise to demolish the Imperial Study, but that's not the case."

Li Qingyan frowned at the serious tone. Could it be about that old man?

"I was angry with that old... retired emperor today because he picked a fight for no reason. He only came to me to hand over the case I was investigating to the eldest prince."

Li Qingyan got angry just thinking about it, and glared at Li Yan, "If you hadn't given birth to so many puppies, would all this have happened?"

But she still rubbed her nose, feeling a little guilty.

Li Yan shook his head again, "The Emperor Emeritus didn't die of anger, it's not about this."

"Huh?" Li Qingyan's eyes lit up, but there was a hint of regret in her tone. She glanced at Yan Xu, moved closer to him, grabbed his sleeve, and shouted, "Then I don't know!"

She quickly jumped into Yan Xu's arms, grabbed his outer robe, and burrowed inside, leaving only her bottom exposed. Her voice was muffled as she said, "I didn't do anything today."

Yan Xu helplessly protected her to prevent her from falling to the ground.

Li Yan squinted and thought that a rabbit tail could be sewn onto the cub's clothes, using the fur of a white fox fur coat.

Why did you dismantle the altar?

If Li Yan hadn't been sitting opposite them, they would have already spanked Li Qingyan.

Li Qingyan looked bewildered. "Huh?" She turned around and wrapped the rest of her body inside Yan Xu's outer robe.

Looking at them, Yan Xu and she seem like a mother kangaroo and her baby.

Li Qingyan looked puzzled. "I don't believe in that stuff. Didn't you say that ghosts and gods are useless, only self-belief is true?"

Actually, Li Qingyan had been saying this for a long time, and she couldn't even remember when Li Yan said it, but it just came out unconsciously.

She was unaware that her personality had already been subtly influenced by Li Yan.

[The host is really... fearless.]

Feicha took a sip of cola and sighed.

Live each day to the fullest and enjoy it to the fullest.

Before him was the urban sitcom "Love Skyscraper," and he exclaimed, "Enjoying it!"

Unfortunately, Li Qingyan didn't see it.

"Hmm?" Li Qingyan tilted her head, her rabbit ears standing up one after the other because she had been crawling around. She didn't expect that Li Yan would ask her about her sins because of such a small matter as the altar.

Li Yan rubbed his temples. "You may not believe it, but even if you don't believe it, you shouldn't easily touch some of the altars."

He discovered that his little one had a constitution prone to illness and trouble. What if he got sick again because of something he shouldn't have?

Li Qingyan nodded obediently, "Next time I'll only smash the Emperor Emeritus."

Yan Xu's eyes widened as he looked at Li Yan, who waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be shocked.

"Don't smash him to death."

He didn't want another "monster" to appear in history books alongside him.

As long as he doesn't die, he'll find a way to cover for his little brat.

Li Qingyan's eyes lit up immediately.

Just as the palace gates were about to close, Li Qingyan saw Yan Xu off as he left the palace, and Yan Xu held her hand.

Li Qingyan thought of the theme song from that cartoon, "Big hand holding little hand, walking without fear of slipping..."

"Yanxu, may I stay at your place after I leave the palace?"

Li Qingyan looked up at him.

"Um?"

Yan Xu was a little confused. Even if he was investigating a case, didn't he have to go back to the palace?

Li Qingyan shrugged. "Not necessarily returning to the palace."

"Going back to the palace is pointless; only those outside dare to lay a hand on her."

"Your Highness is always welcome to visit my residence." Yan Xu knelt down and patted Li Qingyan's head. "I must go now, Your Highness... Take good care of yourself and sleep well."

Li Qingyan nodded, watching him mount his horse and the palace gates gradually close. Yan Xu waved to her.

A pang of disappointment washed over her. If only… she thought with a touch of self-deprecation, “There are no ‘ifs’.”

She should be grateful that her other father was Yan Xu; only such a good person could not threaten Li Yan or her.

It's late summer now, and the night air is a bit chilly.

The bamboo stalk behind her draped a cloak over her shoulders. "Your Highness, let's go back."

Li Qingyan nodded. "Cuizhu, go to the Weaving Bureau tomorrow. Everything has been arranged for you there."

Li Qingyan took out a name card from her bosom, which read Dai Yan. "This is your new name."

Cui Zhu nodded. "Thank you, Your Highness."

Li Qingyan nodded and was carried back by Cuiping.

The Qin Zheng Hall was brightly lit, and it was already late at night when Li Yan finished reviewing the memorials.

"Is the little brat asleep?"

Eunuch Lai Fu helped him change his clothes. "He's gone to bed. He was still angry before he went to sleep because you didn't go back and wouldn't listen to His Majesty sing to him. He couldn't sleep."

Li Yan smiled helplessly, "What a problem."

He was initially angry because Li Qingyan and Yan Xu seemed closer, but after hearing what Laifu said, he felt much better.

Laifu combed his hair. "Your Majesty, the young prince's people have been arranged into the Weaving Bureau. That girl is ambitious and capable."

Li Yan nodded. He had long known that Li Qingyan wanted to cultivate her own people. He would naturally help, but if the people were loyal, that was fine; if they were disloyal, even if they were former assassins under his command, he would kill them without hesitation.

The lights inside were blown out, but Li Yan couldn't sleep. After tossing and turning several times, she finally got up, put on her cloak, and went outside.

"Your Majesty..."

"Shh..." Li Yan told them to be quiet and went into Li Qingyan's room. The little one was fast asleep, hugging the cloth rabbit he had sewn. The cloth rabbit had many patches on it, but Li Qingyan still liked to hug it.

Li Qingyan was a restless sleeper; she kicked off the blanket, with part of it falling to the floor and the other part covering her stomach.

Li Yan disdainfully removed the rabbit and tossed it aside.

"Um?"

Li Qingyan opened her eyes groggily; she was about to wake up.

Li Yan quickly patted it and covered it with a blanket.

"Little brat, go to sleep."

Li Qingyan held his hand and quickly fell asleep again.

The palace was quiet at night, with only the occasional faint footsteps.