Chapter 167: Chapter One Hundred Sixty-Seven

"Fairy Sister, what are you looking at?"

Seeing her staring outside the whole time, Yu'an leaned his little body forward from the child seat and stretched his small neck to look out as well.

The movement drew Cheng Sitao's attention too.

"What's wrong?"

An Luo pulled her gaze back and shook her head.

"It's nothing."

Suddenly, the car behind honked a few times.

Cheng Sitao turned to look, saw the car ahead had already gone, and without thinking further, kept driving toward the destination.

Glancing at the buildings outside, An Luo asked softly.

"Are we heading to the outskirts?"

Cheng Sitao nodded.

"A batch of supplies has arrived. We're going to pick them up."

Hearing this, Yu'an waved his little fists with a beaming smile, brimming with energy.

"Yay!"

"Yu'an can help Daddy again!"

Stuffing supplies into the Treasure Chest — he knew this routine best of all.

An Luo smiled and rubbed the little guy's small head.

"That's right, our Yu'an is the best."

"Hehe."

The little dumpling was a bit shy from the praise, his small face faintly flushed. He parted his little mouth, revealing a row of tiny teeth, his round big eyes curving into crescents, and nuzzled affectionately into An Luo's palm on his own.

Driving all the way to a warehouse entrance, Cheng Sitao took out his key and opened the warehouse's big door.

The moment she stepped inside, An Luo caught a very strange smell.

Just as she was wondering about it, Cheng Sitao opened one of the containers.

Seeing what was inside, she was instantly dumbstruck.

"This… where did you get so many… weapons?"

She asked in a low voice.

"Won't we get targeted?"

Cheng Sitao shook his head.

"These were all bought through special channels. It's not the first time — their after-sales service is pretty good too."

An Luo: "…"

Huh?

Not the first time?

She glanced at the little guy who was dashing in excitedly.

No wonder Yu'an wasn't surprised at all, and even… handled it like a pro.

Cheng Sitao looked at his little son happily darting between the containers like a busy little bee, and said softly to An Luo.

"Before we leave, I'm planning to stage an accident, so we can disappear from this world in a reasonable way."

An Luo frowned.

"That doesn't seem right. What if the system doesn't react in time? Wouldn't you be in danger?"

Cheng Sitao, however, was quite calm.

"Don't worry. I can't say it's entirely within my control, but I do have a seventy or eighty percent chance."

Besides, for people like them, for whom going to the battlefield was as commonplace as daily meals, facing death at any moment, this hardly counted as danger at all.

An Luo watched with reluctance as the little guy ran around everywhere, collecting boxes here and there.

The Time-Space Gate marked with the character 'Ancient' was only one percent away from unlocking, and she had asked customer service whether others besides her could travel to the ancient era.

Customer service said yes, but as the price of exchange, Zaituan could never travel to the Modern Era again.

She really couldn't bear to part with it.

At this moment, Yu'an came trotting over on his little short legs, tap-tap-tap, stopped in front of his daddy, and stood at attention with his chest out and chin up.

"Reporting, General! Mission complete!"

"Good, stand down!"

The little dumpling replied loudly.

"Yes, sir!"

Cheng Sitao smiled and reached out, scooping up the little guy.

"Let's go. Yu'an worked hard today. Daddy's taking you to eat something good, alright?"

The little dumpling clapped his hands in delight.

"Yay!"

"Off to a big meal!"

Carried out by his daddy, Yu'an was so overjoyed he rocked his head back and forth, kicking his little legs every now and then. With one arm around his daddy's neck, he waved at An Luo with the other hand and called out with a beaming smile.

"Fairy Sister, hurry up!"

An Luo smiled and nodded, quickening her steps to catch up.

"Coming."

Treasure every moment spent with Zaituan.

Such an obedient, soft, and adorable little Zaituan — from now on I can only watch through the screen, no more squishing.

Over in Da Yin.

Cheng Chengxuan was on his way to rendezvous with the Muyuan Kingdom's main army.

In the east, the Eldest Prince was leading the border garrison to intercept Prince Jing's army.

In the south, Zhou Old General had already led sixty thousand Cheng Family Army troops westward toward Prince Kang's army.

Inside the Imperial Palace.

The Sixth Princess was crying in the Empress's sleeping quarters, having been troubled these past days — her eyes were now swollen like two little walnuts.

"Mother Empress, this daughter doesn't want to go marry for peace."

"That Xiyue Emperor is already old! His age, he could be my Grandfather! I refuse to marry a smelly old man reeking of old age!"

"Mother Empress, please go beg Father Emperor, don't let this daughter go marry for peace, alright?"

The Empress, her head aching from her noise, rubbed her brow, her tone very impatient.

"For things to have reached this state today, can you blame anyone but yourself for being useless?! You can't even handle a small matter!"

"Previously I told you to go cultivate feelings with Minister Sun's Grandson — how many days has it been now? Not a single bit of progress!"

"If your matter with Sun Yanqing had worked out, how could a marriage for peace possibly fall to you?!"

The Sixth Princess dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief, tearfully pouring out her grievances to her.

"This daughter truly did try her best, but that Sun Yanqing avoids me like the plague. I'm a legitimate princess of an entire nation — I can't exactly chase after him and throw myself at him, can I?"

Having said this, she seemed to think of something — her eyes lit up, she stopped crying, threw the handkerchief heavily to the ground, hitched up her skirts, and ran outside.

"I've thought of a plan — this princess is going to find Sun Yanqing right now!"

"Even if I have to drug him, once the rice is cooked, Father Emperor surely won't still send me to marry for peace, right?"

"Bang!"

"Impudence!"

The Empress slapped the armrest of her seat and stood up, pointing at her and roaring.

"Stop right there for Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Bengong)))))))))!"

That voice made the Sixth Princess shudder with fright; she shrank her neck.

"Mother Empress?"

The Empress was quite angered, took several deep breaths, and barely suppressed her fury.

"The Xiyue Emperor has already issued an Imperial Decree — are you planning to openly defy the decree?!"

"Has Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Bengong))))))))) spoiled you too much in daily life, letting you develop such a lawless, willful temperament?!"

The Sixth Princess's little face went pale.

"I, I…"

The Empress no longer wished to hear her speak foolishness, and turned her head to shout.

"Someone come!"

Several nannies walked in.

The Empress gave a stern order.

"Escort the Sixth Princess back to her sleeping quarters and keep her under strict watch — without Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Bengong)))))))))'s order, she is not to set a single step outside her quarters!"

"No, Mother Empress, don't treat me like this!"

The Sixth Princess struggled desperately.

"Mother Empress!"

But she was a delicately raised princess who couldn't lift a hand or bear a shoulder — how could her strength possibly compare to that of the disciplining nannies?

In two or three moves, she was pinned down by the nannies and dragged away, half-pulled, half-hauled.

After the hall quieted down, the Empress sat back down, but her expression was still very ugly. She rubbed her temples, her head aching.

Seeing this, Hua Ru gave a look to the palace servants attending in the hall.

"All of you, leave."

After everyone had gone out, Hua Ru walked to the Empress's side and gently helped massage her temples.

"Imperial Consort (Gongzhu), don't be anxious — be careful not to ruin your health with anger."

The Empress opened her eyes.

"How can Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Bengong))))))))) not be angry?"

"That girl Yuxi has truly been spoiled rotten — she dares to say anything."

"There are countless eyes and ears in this Imperial Palace; even Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Bengong))))))))) cannot guarantee that every palace servant in this hall is trustworthy."

Hua Ru gently advised.

"The Sixth Princess was simply too anxious and spoke carelessly in the moment."

"But speaking of it — does Imperial Consort (Gongzhu) truly have the heart to let the Sixth Princess go marry for peace?"

The Empress sighed.

"She is, after all, a piece of flesh that fell from Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Bengong)))))))))'s own body — how could Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Her Highness (Bengong))))))))) bear to part with her?"

"Things have come to this. Yuxi's method is foolish, yes, but it's not entirely untestable."

Saying this, she turned her head and gave Hua Ru a deep look.

"That girl Yuxi has always been willful — I don't know whether those people can keep watch over her."

Hua Ru understood and nodded.

"Imperial Consort (Gongzhu), rest assured — this servant understands."