Tianshi Fubao is three and a half years old, spoiled by the tyrant father

Ji Lingxiu listened to the movement at the door, until there was no sound of Li Chuan's footsteps, and he suddenly got off the chair.

The small figure shuttled back and forth between the various books.

What a rare opportunity this is, maybe what he is looking for is hidden here.

He looked up at the shelf full of books, not knowing where to start.

Ji Lingxiu was excited and his heart was beating crazily. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

No, Gu Rongzhan's most confidential things will definitely not be put on the surface so easily, there may be other hidden spaces here.

After making up his mind, he didn't say anything, and began to search carefully around the huge table.

He had also seen that kind of darkness in his father's palace, all places very close to him.

It will not be set too conspicuously, but it will not be hidden too deep, so that some important files can be saved in time.

Although it is not the same place, the design of the palace should not be too different.

Relying on his small stature, Ji Lingxiu quickly got under the table.

He fumbled around quickly, and suddenly touched a small raised piece of wood near the edge.

In the darkness, a pair of ink-stained eyes glowed faintly.

"There really is!"

Ji Lingxiu pursed his lips to hold his breath, pressed hard with his small hand, and with a kick, a hidden compartment popped out from under the table.

The flickering orange candles in the room reflected half of Ji Lingxiu's face.

It gave him a mysterious color at such a young age.

He reached out and took out the contents, carefully kicking them into his arms.

Coming under the dim light, Ji Lingxiu quietly unfolded the things in his arms and looked at them.

Seeing the above content, he felt that the blood in his body seemed to freeze at this moment.

"It's really a formation map."

What Ji Lingxiu held in his hand was nothing but the formation map of the whole Xingyue, Jiangshan, River and the city.

You must know that with this blueprint in hand, you basically have mastered the fate of Xingyue and the country.

Ji Lingxiu's hands holding the formation map were trembling with excitement.

He brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone almost as quickly as possible, and expanded the layout diagram under the weak light.

Drops of sweat dripped from Ji Lingxiu's forehead on the paper, and his fair face was tinged with blush.

He worked hard to calm himself and restrain his emotions, and the trembling hand became more and more steady.

This is the purpose of his coming to Xingyue, and he finally got it!
In this way, he can return to his hometown and save her from the cage when he returns to his mother's side.

Suddenly, Ji Lingxiu's pupils dilated, and Gu Zhaozhao's smiling face flashed into his mind.

His hand holding the brush shook violently, and the brush fell to the ground with a slap.

"Gu Zhaozhao!"

He knew very well that he would be a stranger to Gu Zhaozhao in the future, not only that, but Gu Zhaozhao would also regard him as an enemy.

She personally brought him into the palace, but she didn't expect him to harbor evil intentions and hand over his father's country to others.

Ji Lingxiu clenched one hand tightly into a fist, his whole heart seemed to be crushed to pieces.

But no, he had to do something, he had to bring this picture back to the palace, otherwise there would be no chance or excuse to rescue the queen mother.

Just when Ji Lingxiu was in a dilemma and didn't know how to write, there were sudden bursts of footsteps outside the door.

He looked down at the layout diagram that was just a few strokes away, and finally made up his mind to draw it quickly.

Turning over, he took the original picture into his arms and put it in its original position.

Li Chuan at the door pushed the door in, but saw Ji Lingxiu still sitting in his original position, holding a piece of pastry in his hand and putting it in his mouth.

"Master Ji, I'd better send you back with my servant, the princess may be staying with the empress tonight."

Ji Lingxiu slipped down from the chair respectfully, bowed his hands to Li Chuan and saluted slightly,

"Okay, then please trouble Eunuch Li."

Walking to the door, he looked back at the huge imperial study room, and he knew that there would be no turning back after leaving this time.

On the huge bed in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Gu Zhaozhao had already fallen asleep between the two of them.

She was really tired that day, and she finally came in front of her father and mother, and her spirit instantly relaxed.

Little Naituan held Gu Rongzhan with his left hand and Duan Qingying with his right hand, gurgling his little mouth from time to time.

Duan Qingying carefully withdrew her hand from her daughter's. She stepped past the father and daughter to the bed, took the medicine box and looked at Gu Rongzhan who was leaning on the bed.

"The imperial physician has already explained that it is better to change another medicine at this time."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to pull Gu Rongzhan's bright yellow undershirt.

Gu Rong stretched out his hand fiercely, and grabbed the slender and soft wrist, "Qingying, I want to make you my queen."

Duan Qingying kept her original posture motionless. After a while, she nodded slowly, "Okay."

Now Gu Rongzhan was a little confused. According to his understanding of Qingying, she should have refused. How could she be so calm?

"Qingying, you..."

"I understand what you mean. You want us to stand upright in the sun and fight against your good son, right?"

Listening to Duan Qingying's words, Gu Rongzhan nodded silently, "Qingying, you've changed, but you're right, instead of dodging and dodging to this critical moment, we might as well confront him openly and squarely."

Duan Qingying kept moving her hands, and swiftly changed the gauze wrapped around her chest for Gu Rongzhan.

Seeing the blood on the gauze, she frowned tightly, and her heart twitched violently, with pain like a knife.

"Did you already have a plan? Otherwise, I wouldn't have seen Zhao Zhao at all, and I wouldn't have come here."

Gu Rongzhan suddenly straightened his upper body, and put his face in front of Duan Qingying fiercely.

Due to being too close, Duan Qingying could even feel the faint smell of grass in his hair.

Gu Rongzhan possessed himself, and his slender fingers slowly slid across Duan Qingying's fair cheeks, "Qingying, just remember that everything I do is for you mother and daughter."

Duan Qingying stretched out a finger and flicked Gu Rongzhan's hand away.

"You are always so scheming and deep-minded. I find that I am like an idiot in front of you. You have seen it thoroughly."

Gu Rongzhan let out a very comfortable breath, and slowly leaned down.

"Sleep, tomorrow is more important."

The Xingyue Palace was exceptionally quiet that night.

Gu Zhaozhao slept between Gu Rongzhan and Duan Qingying until dawn.

It wasn't until a soft hand gently touched her face that she slowly opened her eyes.

What came into view was Duan Qingying's beautiful and bright cheeks.

A slight smile embedded on her lips made her look even more pretty, "Zhao Zhao is awake, get up and have some breakfast, mother will take you to see your uncle."

Hearing the word uncle, Gu Zhaozhao suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Can I really see my uncle?"