Fu Ronghua got off the bed and walked slowly to the wood carving. She reached out and picked up the wood carving and looked at it carefully.

As soon as Zi You came in, he saw her standing there in her pajamas, and was immediately startled, "Master, why are you up?" She quickly came over to help Fu Ronghua.

Fu Ronghua let her help him sit down. She played with the wooden sculpture in her hand, narrowed her eyes slightly and asked, "Why do you remember to keep it there?"

Zi You was a little confused when she heard this, "I just thought she was pretty, so I just put her there." She murmured, "That's weird."

Fu Ronghua fastened the wooden sculpture to the bed and said, "I'll put it up later."

"Hey, I understand, slave." Zi You nodded quickly.

Fu Ronghua finished dressing and said, "Your Majesty can be seen."

Zi You packed up his things and said, "Your Majesty is going out today. Before you go out, please ask your slave to take good care of your master."

Fu Ronghua nodded slightly, and Mo Yu came in with the food, "Master, let's have a meal."

——

Emperor Xuan Zhao sat at the window of the restaurant and said, "Pass it on."

Commander Ye nodded solemnly, "My subordinates have already given their instructions."

Emperor Xuan Zhao picked up the tea cup and said, "The Xie family was spotted in Baizhou. It seems that the hands of the Xie family are getting longer and longer. If I don't chop off some of them, I'm afraid I will think that the Xuan Dynasty is letting them run wild."

The corner of his mouth curled up, "It's just a good time to borrow the power of the Jimo family."

——

"Jimo Beige, you are so presumptuous." In a courtyard outside the city, the man knelt on one knee and held his chest, with traces of blood spilling from the corners of his mouth. At this time, his eyes were red and filled with anger.

Jimo Beige twirled his whip and said with sarcasm in his tone, "Winning king and losing bandit, don't worry, I will take over your power one by one."

After she finished speaking, she whipped out her long whip and wrapped it directly around his neck. The man stretched out his hand to grab the taut whip, his eyeballs bulging, "You... must not... die..." He kicked his foot and cut it off.

Angry.

Jimo Beige withdrew his whip and the man fell to the ground.

Jimo Beige tilted his head and smiled, "Now let's see how I choose my good father."

She held the reins in her hand, "Dispose of the body," and then rode away.

The sun was scorching in the sky, Jimo Beige was riding back to the city, her black hair fluttering in the wind. Suddenly she looked up and saw a silhouette sitting there.

She lowered her eyes as the horses roared past, bringing with them a breeze.

——

Emperor Xuan Zhao withdrew his gaze and said, "The daughter of the Jimo family is indeed brave and resourceful."

"Master, please take her as your own," Commander Ye suggested in a low voice.

Emperor Xuan Zhao twirled the tea cup with his fingers, "She is not an ordinary woman. Only by standing in front of the stage can she make the best use of her abilities."

The phrase "make the best use of everything" made Commander Ye understand that Jimo Beige was nothing more than a useful knife in his master's heart.

Emperor Xuan Zhao put down his teacup and said, "Let's go, the one at home should be awake."

He passed by a pastry shop and stopped slightly.

When he returned to the mansion, he was carrying an oil paper bag in his hand. He walked to the door and heard Mo Yu's voice coming from inside, "What are you embroidering, madam?"

Fu Ronghua's soft voice was as usual. "I saw that the red rope around His Majesty's waist was a little old, so I thought of tying it. This is the Peace Festival, which means peace and safety."

She paused, "In the past, my mother often called my father, saying that she hoped that her husband would be safe every time he came home."
Chapter completed!