Reborn on the wedding night, the regent princess said she knew she was wrong

When Aunt Liu heard this, her expression was somewhat moved.

Mu Zhi continued to strike while the iron was hot and continued, "You sometimes call yourself an old slave. Although Xuan Ming doesn't say it, he cares a lot in his heart. I have always seen all this. Xuan Ming was raised by you, Aunt Liu, so you probably don't want him to worry about these trivial matters."

Madam Liu looked annoyed and said nervously, "The emperor is concerned about the affairs of the country and the family. How can he be burdened with such a small matter? I will definitely change in the future. Please supervise me, Your Majesty."

Mu Zhi smiled and said, "That's right. Aunt Liu cares about me and Xuan Ming, and I am very happy to listen to you." Mu Zhi took Aunt Liu's hand and walked forward.

"Okay, as long as the queen doesn't mind, I'll nag you when I need to in the future." Nanny Liu said cheerfully.

After entering the inner room, Nanny Liu asked Mu Zhi to sit in front of the dressing table and she combed her hair.

Mu Zhi felt relieved when she saw that Nanny Liu's expression had completely improved.

She smiled and said, "I'm not annoyed. Aunt Liu's hands are much more skillful than a magpie. I really like the way you comb my hair."

Xi Que came in holding the clothes. When she heard Mu Zhi's words, she was not unhappy. Instead, she smiled foolishly and said, "I also like Aunt Liu's skillful hands. The hair she combed is really beautiful. It's my fault that I'm too stupid. I haven't learned even half of the essence after studying for so long."

"You, you've also learned to flatter people. You're such a little flatterer." Nanny Liu freed up one hand, lightly tapped Xi Que's forehead, and scolded with a smile.

The three of them chatted and laughed as they packed up and left the palace.

Holy Dome Continent.

Sheng Chuhan watched Sheng Chuyi finish his cakes and drink his tea, then stood up to handle government affairs.

I wasn’t happy at the moment.

"Brother, you said you would continue talking to me in the evening, and this is how you are going to talk? Anyway, I don't care. I've made a decision. If you leave tomorrow, I will sneak out of the palace and follow you." Sheng Chuhan snorted.

Sheng Chuyi stopped, his face instantly became extremely ugly, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Nonsense! Do you really think you are visiting some royal family? That is a battlefield where people kill without blinking an eye. Saint Chuhan, can you please listen to me? Don't always act so willfully!"

Sheng Chuyi has always been troubled by his stubborn sister and has no idea what to do with her.

Sheng Chuhan was about to start crying loudly when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

She couldn't help but frown, and was secretly annoyed in her heart: Who is so inconsiderate that he chooses to come and disturb me while I am doing my work at this time!

However, before she could open her mouth, the door was violently pushed open the next second.

Sheng Chuhan was slightly stunned, his eyes widened in astonishment, thinking to himself: This person is too arrogant, isn't he? He didn't even bother to report it?

She quickly turned her head to look at the door, and when she saw who was coming, her body shook violently and a look of disbelief appeared on her face.

Then, she quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at him any longer, for fear of accidentally revealing the complicated emotions deep in her heart.

How could it be him?

Didn’t he go to the frontier three years ago and swear that he would never come back?

Sheng Chuyi looked at the newcomer with a look of great joy, "Why are you back?"

The next second, Sheng Chuyi's expression changed drastically, his face full of nervousness, and he asked hurriedly: "Did you report to your father before returning to the capital? Sheng Chuli, you didn't return to the capital privately, did you?"

As he spoke, he circled around Sheng Chuli, carefully sizing up his dusty appearance. His face darkened instantly, and he roared angrily:

"Saint Chu Li, you are too bold. It is a serious crime to return to the capital without the permission of the emperor."

When he was halfway through yelling, he suddenly seemed to realize something, his voice stopped abruptly, and he quickly lowered the volume.

Sheng Chuli seemed very calm and composed. He nonchalantly held a branch in his mouth, glanced at Sheng Chuyi with a frivolous look, and snorted with disdain.

Then he turned around and his eyes fell on the little girl who had been as silent as a quail since he entered the room.

"Hey, why are you mute? Or do you not recognize me? Don't you even know how to greet me when you see me?"

Sheng Chuli walked slowly to Sheng Chuhan, with a faint smile on his lips, his eyes fixed on the little girl who was shrinking her neck and lowering her head.

When Sheng Chuhan heard the voice so close to him, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

That familiar voice seemed to be more steady than before, but the tone of his voice was still nonchalant, lacking the dignity and steadiness that a royal child should have.

"Why are you still ignoring me? Have you really forgotten me? I am your brother Li. When we were kids, you always followed me around, chirping like a lark. Why are you silent now?" Sheng Chuli wondered.

He suddenly turned around and looked at Sheng Chuyi, his eyes full of ferocity and dissatisfaction, and gnashed his teeth and said, "Did you bully her?"

After hearing this, Sheng Chuyi felt angry and amused at once.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes and responded unhappily: "You disrespectful fellow, why don't you just call me brother!"

Sheng Chuli curled his lips, seeming a little reluctant, but still stood up straight, clasped his fists respectfully and saluted, muttering: "Brother, good evening."

Sheng Chuyi had a helpless look on his face, muttering to himself... He was in a very bad condition right now, and each of these people was causing him a lot of worry.

After Sheng Chuli greeted Sheng Chuyi, he immediately turned around, fixed his eyes on Sheng Chuhan, and urged, "Little Princess, it's your turn to greet me."

When Sheng Chuhan heard Sheng Chuli calling her little princess, her heart seemed to be hit hard by something and stopped beating instantly.

She pinched her palm hard, trying to calm herself down, then slowly raised her head, forced a smile, and greeted softly: "Brother, good evening."

Sheng Chuli nodded with satisfaction, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he smiled and teased: "Not bad, not bad, you are worthy of being my good sister. The way you greet people is exactly the same as mine."

As he spoke, he raised his hand solemnly and gently stroked Sheng Chuhan's head to show his approval.

"Did you tell your father when you came back?" Sheng Chuyi couldn't help but continue asking.

Sheng Chuli frowned slightly, and did not answer him. Instead, he asked, "I heard you arguing at the door just now. Is it about going to war?"

As he spoke, he strode to the back of Xuan Ming's desk where he was reviewing memorials, and sat down steadily on the chair.

Seeing this, Sheng Chuyi frowned slightly, but ultimately did not say anything more.

Sheng Chuhan was secretly a little nervous. She cautiously whispered, "That's not where you should sit. Get up quickly."