Fairy, don't try to mess with my filial piety

The relationship between the two beautiful women is very good. When they are alone together, there are not too many etiquettes to pay attention to. They sit in a relaxed and natural manner and do not force themselves to be pretentious.

Both of them have very plump and graceful figures. When they bend their slender waists relaxedly, their plump breasts rest heavily on the small tea table, sharing the burden on their shoulders. It seems that their shoulders are often sore from the weight of the flesh in front of them.

Princess Jing'an shared a cup of tea with Queen Wen and said with emotion:

"Although I knew there was a demonic disaster in Yunhe Town, I didn't expect it to be so dangerous and terrifying. A human skin flying around in the middle of the night is terrifying just to think about it!"

Queen Wen took a sip of the tea from the tea bowl with her red lips. The fragrance of the tea seemed to linger on her clove tongue. She glanced at Chu Wuji in the courtyard and said to Princess Jing'an:

"Calculating the time between now and then, it's truly incredible. Does Chu Wuji really not need to rest? He worked non-stop until the competition ended last night, and only got a proper night's sleep?"

Given Queen Wen's personal life experience, it was really hard for her to imagine this.

If she was just reading those interesting storybooks and was so engrossed in them that she read for two nights and one day in a row, it was understandable. She had tried that when she was a child.

Especially during the period when she had just married into the palace, she was even younger than Yao'er is now, and was chosen to bring good luck to the seriously ill emperor simply because of her auspicious horoscope.

At that time, everyone was busy serving the emperor, and the young Queen Wen stayed alone in the palace with no one to accompany her. She would wake up from her dreams because of the confusion and unfamiliarity.

Reading without sleep is her way of escaping from confusion. She reads until her brain stops working and falls into a deep sleep without being disturbed by dreams.

This Chu Wuzhi first rode to Yunhe Town on horseback, fought a life-and-death battle with the demon drum, and then was dragged into a martial arts competition when he came back... What kind of physical strength is this?

Princess Jing'an was still not satisfied and asked:

"Did anything else happen at court this morning? Is that all? If I had known, I would have asked that young man directly. He's an eyewitness and wouldn't listen to your stumbling story."

Queen Wen was a little annoyed. She snatched Princess Jing'an's tea bowl and drank her tea, leaving a faint red lip mark on the tea bowl.

"I've spent so much time explaining this to you, and you're still complaining? Go back to making tea!"

Princess Jing'an smiled apologetically, brewed some tea again, and asked:

"What is the reaction of the Holy Empress Lihuo to this matter?"

"Reward those who deserve it, punish those who deserve it. However, the Holy Queen asked me if simply rectifying the administration of officials could prevent incidents like those in Yunhe Town."

"So how do you respond?"

"I said no, it's impossible to prevent accidents. We can only try to put out the fire while it's still small."

If it were the underworld of the past, this kind of thing would definitely be handled by passing rangers. They were disguised civilian patrols, and only they could respond to many emergencies in a timely manner.

However, the prevalence of the chivalrous spirit in the martial arts world will have an impact on the government's management of local areas.

This should be a reflection of the pros and cons of things.

So, back to the question of rectifying the administration of officials, is rectification alone effective? No.

In order to make the officials below work honestly, the imperial court set up performance appraisal system. Only with performance can there be motivation to do practical things, and officials dare not be lazy openly.

However, it is also because of this requirement for political achievements that officials will first think of concealing small matters when they encounter them, and it is easy for concealing them to turn them into big matters. However, if they do not conceal them, they will not pass their own assessments.

Princess Jing'an listened to her for a while, nodded in approval, and said with emotion:

"It's hard to have both! But now the Lihuo Dynasty wants to restore the martial arts world of more than ten years ago. It's impossible. A broken leg can't grow back.

The Martial Academy can't produce a young man as capable as Chu Wuji~!"

Queen Wen was suddenly shown off and immediately didn't want to chat anymore.

In the courtyard,

Chu Wuzhi sat on the steps, waiting patiently for news from inside.

Judging from Empress Wen's reaction when she returned to the palace, the doctors must have managed to save the patient and no disaster had occurred. Otherwise, if the most skilled medical master of a lineage had died, he would definitely not have looked so relaxed, talking and laughing.

Princess Yao'er teased the little white tiger for most of the day and got herself tired, so she came and sat down next to Chu Wuji.

There was a long-haired Persian cat in the palace that had been neglected recently. It ran to the girl and rubbed her with its little paws. Princess Yaoer picked up the cat and petted it, but they were still talking about the little white tiger over there.

"Brother Chu, why is the little white tiger so listless? Is it because the food isn't to its liking? Or is it because it's growing and needs to be fed more?"

Chu Wuji was at a loss for words. Although he was in charge of tigers, he only had experience in feeding them. He had no idea how to raise such a big cat.

"Maybe you're homesick?"

"Isn't the palace its home?"

The little princess raised her head and looked at Chu Wuzhi. She had a small face but big, bright eyes. Then her facial features grew, and she became what people often say had almond eyes and rosy cheeks, charming and lovely.

Chu Wuji met her gaze and suddenly understood the problem.

Ordinary small animals are not very intelligent, and after being adopted for a long time, they will regard the surrounding environment as their home. However, this is difficult for small animals with higher intelligence.

The little white tiger had no hostility towards Wen Yaoer and was quite obedient to her. It probably knew that she was its savior who had saved it from the black bear's mouth.

But it already has a place of belonging in its heart, which is probably where its family is.

Therefore, this little white tiger cannot be treated as a pet cat. Princess Yao'er has never come into contact with a silver tabby cat before, so she naturally doesn't know these things.

How should I explain this to the little princess?

Chu Wuji thought for a moment and said to the little white tiger, "Come here, or I'll send you through a ring of fire!"

The silly little white tiger slowly walked over from the corner of the courtyard. Although he didn't quite understand the meaning of going through the fire circle, he felt a great sense of threat.

"Little White Tiger, are you missing home?"

"Ao!" The little white tiger responded. Outside: Group 1. Zero-three, seven, seven) 4: Four. Zero'seven'eight

Princess Yaoer was surprised. She felt that the little white tiger seemed to be really talking to Brother Chu, and asked impatiently:

"Brother Chu, the little white tiger is really talking to you! What did it say?"

Chu Wuji didn't understand and sternly scolded: "Little White Tiger, speak human language!"

"...?"

The little white tiger looked at the shameless two-legged beast in disbelief.

I've only heard of forcing people to do things they can't do, but I've never heard of forcing a tiger to do things it can't do!

After struggling for a long time, the little white tiger could only hide beside Princess Yaoer, nodding up and down continuously, hoping that his meaning could be conveyed.

Wen Yaoer only knew that this little white tiger could understand some commands such as "come here", "sit down" and "eat", but she didn't expect it to be so smart!

"Little White Tiger, are you really homesick?"

When the little princess asked this time, she clearly saw the little white tiger nodded, but she still felt that the little white tiger was not used to something.

"So where are you feeling uncomfortable here? Is there less meat?"

The little white tiger couldn't answer this complicated question by just nodding or shaking his head.

Chu Wuji didn't think Princess Yao'er would treat the food badly, so he guessed:

"He must be missing his mother. How can he really be considered home without his mother?"

The little white tiger didn't want to pay attention to this shameless two-legged beast, but the beast was very smart and spoke very accurately, so the little white tiger had no choice but to walk to Chu Wuzhi and nod.

Chu Wuji sighed in his heart. If the little white tiger wanted to leave, it would be a good thing for him.

Once Little White Tiger left, he had no reason to stay in Prince Jing'an's Mansion. It just so happened that his godmother had said before that she was going to find a friend, so he could use this opportunity to leave the mansion.

I’m just afraid that this girl won’t be willing to part with the big cat.

Princess Yaoer pouted and said anxiously:

"Little White Tiger, if we let you go back now, you might encounter black bears again on the way. That mountain range is huge, and we won't be able to help you find your mother.

How about this, you stay in the palace first, eat more and grow up, and when you can stand on your own, I'll let you go back and find your mother on your own!"

The little white tiger accepted the proposal and lay down beside the little princess.

Chu Wuji didn't say anything else. He looked into the room and saw Queen Wen and Princess Jing'an getting up and leaving their seats.

Two mature and beautiful ladies walked down from the folded mats. Their steps were quite steady, and their jade feet landed firmly on the ground without stumbling. However, their hearts were filled with waves, and they were swaying, which was quite shocking!

It can only be said that the bloodline of Prince Jing'an's Mansion has outstanding characteristics in this respect. Wen Yaoer is still in her early teens, and her status has already been achieved, but she is still not as good as her two elders.

Chu Wuji took the initiative to stand up and wait.

Before he could ask, Princess Jing'an said, "The imperial physician is fine. They want to thank you in person. They will come to the palace tomorrow afternoon. You can take mother to the palace and the imperial physician will help with the diagnosis!"

Chu Wuji was filled with gratitude: "Thank you, Princess, and thank you, Queen."

If Empress Wen said anything about keeping him in the palace, Chu Wuji would become a member of Prince Jing'an's Mansion, and she could actually order him around, so there would be no difference.

Wen Yaoer is so close to this young man, so as an elder, Queen Wen has to help the child to check whether Chu Wuji has a good character!

The Queen's beautiful wife then reminded him, "Wu Ji, you are now a member of the Jing'an Palace. When you go out, you represent the palace's reputation. You can't dress so casually anymore, especially when you are in and out of the palace or accompanying Yao'er to visit other people's homes. Do you understand?"

Chu Wuji didn't waste any words and replied simply, "I understand."

*

After Chu Wuji returned home, he saw that his godmother had helped him sew up the black warrior robe and patched up the several holes, but her craftsmanship was not very good.

The impact of amnesia is indeed huge!

He also noticed a few more talismans in the yard and asked curiously, "Mom, what are these?"

These talismans were set up by Ning Xianzhi to prevent prying eyes. Chu Wuji has now attracted attention from many parties, and his name can be heard in the breakfast bun shop.

Ning Xianzhi couldn't tell whether those gazes were out of unintentional curiosity or malicious prying, so he could only be on guard.

She made up an excuse to explain: "This is to ward off evil spirits and protect the house. You just installed an evil object in Yunhe Town, so I specially found a talisman drawn by a fortune-teller. It is said to be very effective!"

Chu Wuji smiled and no longer paid attention to the talismans: "Mom, come with me to the Jing'an Palace tomorrow afternoon. The imperial physician from the palace will help you take a look at the family's hereditary disease!"

Ning Xianzhi was not afraid of being diagnosed with something wrong. The jade pendant worn by Bai Sujin was enough to make it difficult for doctors to distinguish the pulse of a demon.

"Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow afternoon, but...do the people in the palace think your clothes are too casual?"

"I didn't dislike it, but I did ask me to stop wearing my training clothes."

Ning Xianzhi found an opportunity to let him put on the white snake robe and quickly said:

"You should put on that white snake robe and go to the palace tomorrow, otherwise you will have to spend money to buy a new one. It's better to save as much as possible."

Chu Wuji didn't know why his godmother gave the white robe such a name, but he didn't care about such small details. He just asked suspiciously:

"Mother, did you deliberately mend the black robe so poorly just to let me wear the white snake robe?"

"......sloppy?" Ning Xianzhi was stunned.

Chu Wuji felt that he had said something wrong and quickly changed his words:

"I mean, just listen to your mother and put on the white snake robe!"

*

The next day,

Chu Wuji was absent from work for the whole morning and did not go to the palace. He said that he was going to help the little white tiger find game, but in fact he just went to the market to buy five pounds of pork, the cheapest kind. He spent the rest of the time accompanying his godmother.

In the afternoon, he changed into a white snake robe and went to Prince Jing'an's Palace holding his godmother's hand.

Unexpectedly, the Empress rarely left the palace to visit relatives and stayed in Prince Jing'an's Mansion.

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(I recently wanted to change the cover, but it was rejected three times. Every time, the reason was because the naizi was too big. I was so angry!)

Chapter 36: The Grace of the Prince's Palace

The Prince Jing'an's Mansion was packed with guests, so many that Chu Wuji was a little confused, wondering if there was a happy event like a birthday celebration.

But it doesn't look like it.

According to his experience of living in the capital for several years, when there is a big happy event, red lanterns will be hung, red carpets will be rolled out, and gongs and drums will be beaten.

There are no decorations at the gate of the palace now, which means it is not a happy event for the owner.

"That's strange, why are there so many people? Didn't they say the imperial physician was here to help diagnose the illness?"

Chu Wuji held his godmother's hand tightly to avoid getting separated. He even looked back to confirm before holding hands.

Ning Xianzhi was wearing the jade pendant at the moment, hiding her stunning appearance. To outsiders, she looked like an ordinary woman of average appearance. She smiled and said:

"Are you still afraid of holding the wrong person?"

Chu Wuji looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he whispered: