At the beginning, the empress will be the queen and eat soft rice to open the blind box

The cool night wind blew on Xiao Moyi's fiery pretty face.

The panic in Miss San's heart gradually calmed down.

I am so surprised.

Thinking of Yue Zhi's red eyes, strange gaze, and the melting heat on his palm, Xiao Moyi felt a little shivering.

It was terrible. The girl who had never cooked before was so scared by the cooked rice that she ran away.

She ran to the gate of Bieye and stopped.

"Xiao Moyi, Xiao Moyi, isn't it you who want to cook raw rice into cooked rice? What are you doing when the situation comes to an end? No, I have to go back and eat this bowl of cooked rice."

Another villain popped up in my mind, rebutting with righteous words,

"What else is there to eat? It's too scary. I think we should wait until later!"

"No, eat now!"

In Xiao Moyi's mind, heaven and man are at war, and he wants to go back and stay.

She lingered and walked slowly back to the front hall.

There were bursts of strange sounds in the hall, which seemed to be pain and joy.

It's Shuang'er.

It was like a thunderbolt sounded in my mind.

Xiao Moyi suddenly discovered that the rice he cooked seemed to be eaten by his best friend.

Xiao Moyi finally couldn't take it anymore, she ran back to the gate and sat down with her knees hugged.

The rice I cooked so hard was eaten by Shuang'er!
Miss Xiao felt sad, sobbing and crying.

There was a rush of footsteps outside the gate of Bieye, and the voice of third uncle Xiao Jifeng sounded,
"Xiao Moyi, why are you sitting here?"

Xiao Moyi raised her head with tears in her eyes, seeing her loved ones, she could no longer bear the sadness, and burst into sobs with a "wow".

"Third Uncle, someone else ate my rice!"

Xiao Jifeng was dumbfounded, what food, what other people?
Xiao Moyi cried bitterly for a while, and finally realized something was wrong. How could the third uncle be so coincidental that he brought someone over to Bieye?

Miss Xiao San is just naive, not stupid.

She asked tentatively,

"Third uncle, are you...?"

Xiao Jifeng pondered for a moment,
"Xiao Moyi, if I said that I brought these people here to catch crickets, would you believe it?"

I believe you a ghost, you are a bad old man.

"Third Uncle, do you think I can believe it?"

Xiao Jifeng hesitated for a moment, then shook his head,

"cannot!"

Xiao Moyi spread his hands.

The uncle and nephew stared wide-eyed and said nothing for a while.

Time is pushed back to before dark.

It is rare for Xiao Sanjue not to sit on the chair in the study.

The old man stood leisurely on the small wooden bridge by the pond, threw broken steamed buns into the water, and happily watched the koi scrambling in the water.

The concierge Xiao Qi came over on tiptoe and whispered,
"Master, Xiao Shishi, the steward of Bieye, asks to see you!"

The old man gave a slight pause, and then threw the remaining steamed buns into the sink.

The koi swarmed up and devoured the bait dropped by the old man.

Xiao Sanjue's expression remained unchanged, and he said in a deep voice,
"Call him up!"

"Yes."

Xiao Qi turned around and went down.

Not long after, a lean man came up.

"Xiao Shishi, the steward of Bieye, has met the Prime Minister!"

"Xiao Shishi, you came over to the old house in a hurry, what's the matter?"

"Master Xiang, Miss San took Empress Yue Zhi and Marshal Han's granddaughter Han Shuang to Bieye this afternoon, and kicked out all the villains, saying that she wanted to cook a banquet for them herself. The villain thought, This matter should be reported to Xiangye!"

Xiao Sanjue stroked his beard and pondered for a while,
"Xiao Shishi, you did a good job, go to the cashier to receive a reward of 10 silver coins."

Xiangye was not as generous as the third lady, so he only gave 10 silver coins.

Xiao Shishi respectfully said,
"Thank you, Mr. Xiang, for the reward."

The two housekeepers and stewards walked for a long time, but Xiao Sanjue was still standing on the small wooden bridge, staring blankly at the koi vying for food on the water.

Xiao Jifeng came over worried, and called out,
"father!"

Xiao Sanjue's gaze was like a torch, and he shot over,

"Third brother, after nightfall, you take someone to Bieye."

Xiao Jifeng was a little uncertain about what his father was thinking.

"Father, you mean...?"

Xiao Sanjue clenched his fists tightly, as if he had made a great determination,
"Mo Yi has brought Yue Zhi to the past, you have to make sure of this matter, even the empress, you have to admit it with a pinch of your nose!"

Xiao Jifeng understood,
"Father, don't worry, it's not the first time I've done this, my child knows how to measure it."

The old man nodded,
"Go!"

Xiao Jifeng excitedly led people out of Zuo Xiangfu.

He probably knows his father's way.

Xiao Yuyi, the eldest niece, is smart, capable and assertive, but she is still worried about what happened back then.

In the past few years, he has always had a grudge against the Xiao family.

Coupled with the rapid improvement of her cultivation base, the old man has completely lost control of Xiao Yuyi.

In the past, it was easy to say that the days were peaceful and quiet, and the court was full of three pillars, and no one could do anything to anyone.

Recently, Xiao Yuyi made a sudden move, and vigorously knocked off the eyeliner of each family in the palace.
He also forced Yue Zifeng and Xie Angou to jump over the wall in a hurry and plot rebellion hastily.

She successfully took away Yue Zifeng and Xie An, and took over the clique left by Xie An.
In the court hall, there is a faint tendency to fight against the Xiao Han family.

The old man must be scared.

He took advantage of Xiao Moyi's idle move to plan for a rainy day.

If Mo Yi can give birth to Yue Zhi's eldest son before his sister.

Then this child is the unquestionable next successor of the Dai Viet Empire.

Compared with the smart and capable elder sister, Xiao Moyi, who is petite and self-willed, is much easier to control.

When necessary, Xiao Jifeng felt that he could send Yue Zhi and his wife to meet his ancestors.

Then the Xiao family helped protect the young master to ascend the throne. At that time, it was not about the wind and the rain. The Xie family and the Han family all stood aside.

There is a word called what is it, and the emperor is used to make the princes.

Yes, it is to coerce the emperor to order the princes.

Hehe, when the time comes, the Dragon Spirit of the Taimiao may choose me, Xiao Jifeng, to sit there, and it's not impossible.

This sweet dream of Mr. Xiao was ruthlessly shattered when he came to the gate of Bieye.

The little niece, Xiao Moyi, was crying at the door with her knees hugged.

Xiao Jifeng is in a hurry. Why are you here? You shouldn't be here. Could it be that the rice is too hard and hasn't been cooked yet?

He tentatively said,
"Mo Yi, Xiao Shishi reported that you invited Yue Zhi in Bieye, where did he go?"

It's okay not to mention Yue Zhi, but Xiao Moyi feels aggrieved when he mentions the rice he cooked.

She pursed her mouth and started crying again.
"He... He and Shuang'er, are there?"

Xiao Jifeng was taken aback.
"Shuang'er, Han Shuang?"

"Ok!"

Xiao Jifeng looked disappointedly at his sobbing little niece, alas, what can I say about you!
The duck that was delivered to your mouth, you actually pushed it to others to eat.

Mr. Xiao was worthy of being the one who got the true biography of the old prime minister, his eyes rolled, and a bad idea came to his mind.