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When she woke up, it was already noon of the second day. Looking at the unfamiliar room, her mind was blank at first, but then she slowly remembered that she was saved by Xiao Jianfeng, causing a sense of warmth to rise in her heart. Just as she was about to get up and walk around, she heard a door creak, and Xiao Jianfeng carefully walked in with a bowl of medicine in his hand.

"Qinggrong, you're awake. You just happened to drink the medicine, right?" Seeing that he had woken up, Xiao Jianfeng's face revealed a trace of joy as he hurriedly stepped forward and said.

"Commander Xiao, I have to thank you. If it wasn't for you, I would have died a long time ago with my child." Qing Rong said gratefully as she caressed her stomach.

"There's no need to be so polite between us. You just so happened to wake up. I want to ask you what you plan to do next. Right now, you are already a dead man. Even if the Seventh Prince comes back, he won't be able to change this fact." Xiao Jianfeng said hesitantly.

Hearing Xiao Jianfeng's words, she thought about her current situation, and her expression gradually darkened. She whispered, "Yes, I am already a dead person, not to mention I am pregnant with the Fifth Prince's child, I have long been unworthy of the Seventh Prince. Commander Xiao, if you are worried that I will implicate you, you can send me out of the palace today."

"When did I complain that you would implicate me? Furthermore, you are a weak girl and you still brought your child with you … How could I bear to send you out of the palace?" Xiao Jianfeng said excitedly when he heard Qingrong's words.

Seeing Xiao Jianfeng's excited appearance, Qinggrong raised her head to look into Xiao Jianfeng's serious eyes. She raised her hand and slowly lowered it as she said in a low voice, "But I can't stay in the palace, right?"

"Of course you can. Qinggrong, as long as you are willing to stay by my side, I will take good care of you and your child." Xiao Jianfeng said as he grabbed onto her light hand.

"Commander Xiao?" Looking at Xiao Jianfeng's serious eyes, she did not know what to say.

"I know I said that in a hurry, but I still want to say that I'm willing to marry you. Are you willing to marry me?" Xiao Jianfeng asked gently.

Looking at the gentleness and gentleness in Xiao Jianfeng's eyes, she couldn't help but nod her head. The current her no longer had a place to stay, so perhaps marrying Xiao Jianfeng was the best result for her. What she didn't know was that it was her idea that allowed her to live for another ten years.

Seeing that she agreed, a trace of comfort flashed across Xiao Jianfeng's face. He gently hugged her, gave a few instructions to her, and then went out to prepare for the wedding.

When Xiao Jianfeng saw Han Xiao at the door, he was stunned for a moment and was about to salute, but was stopped by Han Xiao. He stood in his original spot not knowing what to say.

"Cousin Jianfeng, come out with me." Han Xiao lightly said as he turned around and walked out. Xiao Jianfeng hesitated for a moment before hurriedly following him.

About five hundred meters away, Han Xiao stopped. Xiao Jianfeng also hurriedly stopped.

"Seventh Prince, I wonder what business do you have with this subordinate?" Xiao Jianfeng cautiously asked.

"Cousin Jianfeng, even if you marry her, she won't be able to live past thirty years of age. Is it worth it?" Han Xiao asked indifferently.

"Perhaps in the eyes of the Seventh Prince, but your subordinate thinks that it's worth it. Qinggrong loves her child a lot, and her life in the Five Emperors Palace is very bitter, but she relied on her love for her child to walk over, and even dreamed of her child's future every day. So even though it was only ten years, your subordinate still wants Qinggrou to enjoy the happiness of a mother, and watch her child grow up." Xiao Jianfeng said.

Looking at the gentleness in Xiao Jianfeng's eyes, Han Xiao softly sighed and said, "Since you've decided, I won't say anything more, but cousin Jianfeng, you must remember that Qing`er can only live for another ten years and not put too much emotion into it. Otherwise, the one who will regret it will be you." After Han Xiao finished speaking, he turned around and left. To him, she was only a chess piece, and since the chess piece had played its role, the outcome of the chess piece had nothing to do with him.

Han Xiao originally wanted to return to his own Phoenix Sage Palace, but after realizing that he had already returned, he should at least let Han Xiang know so that he wouldn't have to say anything in the future. Thinking of this, Han Xiao changed the direction and headed straight for Han Xiangtian's Cloud Imperial Palace.

When he arrived at the entrance of the Cloud Imperial Hall, Han Xiao saw a few guards respectfully standing at the entrance. When those people saw him, they were stunned, and the person in the lead immediately went forward to block his path.

"Halt! Who are you? Have you been summoned?" Li Yun asked condescendingly.

He indifferently glanced at Li Yun, then took out his prince medallion and passed by Li Yun to enter.

Han Xiangtian was in the main hall talking about the Autumn Hall Competition with Han Zhao when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps approaching them. He wrinkled his eyebrows at the person who was about to scold them, but when he saw Han Xiao, he was instantly stunned.

"Xiao'er, why have you come back?" Han Xiangtian looked at Han Xiao in surprise.

"The academy just held a student competition, so we were given an annual leave. I felt there was no point staying in the academy, so I came back." Han Xiao shrugged his shoulders and said.

Seeing Han Xiao's indifferent attitude, Han Xiangtian's frown deepened, but when he saw the cultivation base on Han Xiao's body, he couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Your cultivation has already broken through to the Soul Transformation stage?"

"I just broke through to the early stage of Awakening. I came here to inform you that I'm back. Since you and the Third Emperor have something to discuss, I'll head back first." After Han Xiao said this, he wanted to leave.

"Wait, Xiao'er. Since you're back, you should host today's Autumn Hall Competition together with Zhe'er. Prepare to follow tomorrow." Han Xiangtian saw the annoyance in Han Xiao's eyes.

"Father, the Autumn Hall Competition is a major event in the imperial court. There are a lot of details that you have to pay attention to. After all, Seventh Imperial Brother has never come into contact with matters related to the imperial court, if …" Han Zhao hastily said when he heard Han Xiangtian ask Han Xiao to host the Autumn Hall Competition with him.

"I know what you mean, but Xiao'er is nineteen years old and has reached the age to participate in politics. As for the details of the Autumn Hall's examination, you will have to properly explain them to Han Xiao. Alright, since there's nothing else today, you can leave." Han Xiangtian waved his hands with an unconcealable exhaustion in his eyes.

Seeing Han Xiangtian like this, Han Zhao's eyes darkened. He clenched his hands tightly, but on the surface, he still respectfully said, "Yes, this son understands. This son will take his leave now." After saying that, Han Zhao swung his sleeves and walked out quickly.

Looking at Han Zong's back, the corner of Han Xiao's mouth rose in ridicule, "Father, I'm really afraid this son is too idle. As soon as I came back, I immediately sent a job to this son of mine."

"Xiao'er, you're already nineteen. Zhe'er has already been involved in government affairs since he was sixteen." Han Xiangtian faintly said.

"That's because the Third Emperor likes these things, and I don't feel any interest in them." Han Xiao indifferently looked at Han Xiangtian. Then, he turned around and walked out. When he reached the door, Han Xiao turned his head and said, "I just came back and I'm not feeling very well, so we can talk about the matter at court after a month." With that, Han Xiao pushed open the door and walked out.

After walking out of the Cloud Emperor Hall for a while, Han Xiao met Han Zhao, who was waiting for him. Han Xiao, who was walking out of the Cloud Emperor Hall, met Han Zhao, who was waiting for him, while walking out of the Cloud Emperor Hall, when he walked out of the Cloud Emperor Palace, Han Xiao met Han Zhao, who was waiting for him.

"I was waiting for you, Han Xiao. I have really underestimated you, you were the one behind that lowly slave's back, right? You were the one who set the fire yesterday, but I really didn't expect you to be so heartless as to not even let a pregnant woman off." Han Zhao coldly looked at Han Xiao and said.

"I really don't understand Third Imperial Brother's words. I returned to the palace this morning, so what does the fire in the palace have to do with me? Furthermore, compared to you, the Third Imperial Brother, who killed me last time, I'm still lacking a lot." It was precisely this kind of indifferent attitude that made Han Zhao even angrier.

"Han Xiao, don't pretend to be stupid. That bumpkin Qing`er is yours from the start. What's more, if it wasn't for you hinting for her, how would she dare to drug me and break off my relationship with the Fifth Emperor?" Han Zhao asked angrily.

"I don't understand what the third prince said anymore. I left the Yun Ming Empire two years ago and I have no idea what happened during this period of time. Could it be that the third prince's scheme has become even stronger?" Han Xiao asked with a cold smile.

Hearing the ridicule in Han Xiao's words, Han Zhao tried his best to calm himself down. He looked deeply at Han Xiao and said, "Han Xiao, don't be too proud too early. I will definitely let you know what regret is."

I look forward to that day, but before that, the three royal brothers have to make preparations to see me everyday. After all, royal father said that we would prepare for the fall examination together, and from tomorrow on, I will go to the imperial court. After saying that, Han Xiao gave Han Zhao a cold look, then walked past Han Zhao and headed in the direction of the Palace.

Feeling Han Xiao's aura getting further and further away, Han Zhao's hand couldn't help but tighten, lowering his head, no one knew what he was thinking.