Old Marquis Sheng hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded: "Then don't talk nonsense later."

"Grandpa, when did I get you into trouble?" Sheng Zhiyao muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Let's go, then." Old Marquis Sheng shook his head helplessly.

When the two arrived at the palace, it was lunch time, and the emperor invited them to dine together in the Purple Phoenix Palace.

The queen hadn't seen Sheng Zhiyao for a long time, and she was indescribably happy when she saw her, and specially instructed the imperial chef to bring all the dishes Sheng Zhiyao liked to eat to her.

The emperor drank by himself, and looked at Sheng Zhiyao without blinking.

The queen glanced at the emperor: "Aren't you busy today?"

"No matter how busy you are, it's not as important as Yao'er." The emperor smiled and answered the question.

"Grandpa Huang, why do you keep staring at me today? Is there something on my face?" Sheng Zhiyao touched her face.

"No, grandpa just thinks Yao'er seems to have grown up." The emperor said.

"Really?" Sheng Zhiyao smiled happily when she heard this, "Grandpa Huang, when my store opens in the next few days, you remember to come and play."

"Of course." The emperor replied without hesitation, "I just don't know if Yuanchen will come."

"Ugh." Sheng Zhiyao sloppily and looked at the queen mother again, "Grandma Huang must come then!" ap.

"Don't worry, the Imperial Grandmother will definitely go to the show." The queen doted on the tip of Sheng Zhiyao's nose.

"Grandma Huang, then you are not allowed to repay the debt."

"Grandma Huang's words count." After the queen finished speaking, she looked at the emperor, "Eat first, say something unpleasant, it will affect your mood more."

"Zhiyao, aren't you going to tell the truth to Grandpa Huang?" The emperor suddenly lowered his face and asked coldly.

Sheng Zhiyao was stunned for a moment, and then understood what the emperor was referring to, and pursed his lips for a long time before lowering his head: "Grandpa Huang, Feng Yuanchen is fine, he is alive and kicking now."

"Humph! You two children, you don't even say hello to such a big thing, and you still hide it from your imperial grandfather and imperial grandmother, isn't this too capricious."

After the emperor finished speaking angrily, he poured a glass of wine violently, and then glared at Sheng Zhiyao angrily.

Sheng Zhiyao lowered her head and looked like she had admitted her mistake.

The queen frowned, and then she reacted, "You mean Yuanchen is fine? All the words that are being said out there are false?"

"I'm sorry Grandma Huang, I didn't mean to hide it from you, I was also worried when I heard that Yuanchen was injured, when Bu Xing came back to me with him all the way, Feng Yuanchen was already dying, but I wasted all my strength to pull him back from the ghost gate."

After listening to Sheng Zhiyao's explanation, the queen was distressed, and held Sheng Zhiyao's hand: "Good boy, no matter what happens in the future, you can't do such a risky thing, if there is really anything in case, what do you let the imperial grandmother do."

"Hmm." Sheng Zhiyao nodded obediently.

"Your Majesty, since Yuanchen is fine, let Zhiyao stay in the mansion to recuperate during this time." The queen said.

Sheng Zhiyao glanced at the emperor, but saw that the emperor didn't seem to be unhappy, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's been a hard time." The emperor said gently, "I know that the injury was an accident, but what happened later was it better to talk to us old men?"

"Alright, alright! You don't pretend, you already know it's fake, why are you scaring my granddaughter here!" Old Marquis Sheng glared at the emperor, "Zhi Yao is so busy during this time, I want to see if you old man dare to murder my granddaughter again."

"You!" The emperor was so angry that he almost jumped to his feet, "You old naughty boy, I really don't have a problem with you!"

"Hmph." Old Marquis Sheng looked up at the emperor arrogantly, "Look at the announcement you wrote, only a fool thinks that Yuanchen is really dead!"

"Humph!" The emperor glared at Old Marquis Sheng, "I'm helping them, and besides, it's meant to be for those fools!"

"Yes, yes, I'm glad I helped you blow up a fool." Old Marquis Sheng said unceremoniously.

"Old fellow!"

"Who are you scolding?!" Old Marquis Sheng sat up straight, "Believe it or not, I'll beat you!"

"I'm afraid of you."

Seeing that the two old men, who were about to be 100 years old together, were about to quarrel, the queen hurriedly stopped and said, "Okay, you two, it's not over."

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to bother you." The emperor snorted coldly.

Seeing this, Sheng Zhiyao hurriedly sandwiched a piece of chicken leg and handed it to the emperor: "Grandpa Huang, you try this chicken leg."

The emperor suddenly burst into tears and laughed: "I still love the emperor's grandfather." As he spoke, he took a bite of the meat, and then exclaimed, "It tastes good, is this your disciple made?"

"Yes, now Grandma Huang is in charge of this." Sheng Zhiyao said with a smile, "Grandma Huang's appetite is not good during this time, and he cooks all kinds of delicacies for Grandma Huang every time."

"Yes, yes, it seems that Li Yuan can return to his hometown." The emperor smiled and nodded.

"You're tired of Li Yuan's cooking, and now you're going to change people." Old Marquis Sheng was not happy.

"Hmph, that's called inheritance." After the emperor finished speaking, he continued to bury his head in eating.

"Grandpa Huang, slow down, and no one will rob you."

"Haha, who said no one, your grandfather wasn't?"

"Heh~ Who is willing to rob you, I eat the food of Zhiyao every day at home, unlike you, it is rare to have one." Old Marquis Sheng pouted.

The emperor squinted at the old marquis: "I will live in your house tomorrow."

"Don't, my broken temple can't accommodate your big Buddha."

「……」

The two old men quarreled, Sheng Zhiyao couldn't interject the words, so he and the queen laughed without saying a word, quietly accompanied them, and after lunch, they sat in the palace and drank tea before the emperor began to talk about business.

The emperor's gaze fell on Sheng Zhiyao: "Since Yuanchen is good, I want Yuanchen to help me handle government affairs."

Sheng Zhiyao was slightly stunned, although she had long expected that the emperor would propose, but she was still a little surprised.

"Grandpa Huang, I can't help Yuanchen make a decision, but I'll bring the words to me." Sheng Zhiyao hesitated and still said.

The emperor raised his eyebrows, and his eyes flashed with danger.

"Your Majesty, Zhiyao is right, Yuanchen has his own ideas." The queen advised, "I think it's better to wait for him to come back and tell him yourself."

"That's it, I don't force Yuanchen, if he comes back, let him go back to the palace directly." The emperor waved his hand, his expression was flat, as if what he had just said was insignificant at all.

Sheng Zhiyao breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, a warm current surged in his heart, but he still mustered up his courage: "Grandpa Huang, Yuanchen said that he still needs half a year."

"What, it took half a year?!" The emperor stood up instantly, "What the hell are you doing here?"