When Ling Feng and Ji Huangyu had a conflict, someone reported that night to His Holiness the Emperor.

Ye Qingli wanted to ask Jiurao, but heard that Jiurao had already gone back to rest, so she did not disturb her.

The next morning, Ye Qingli issued an order to dismiss the court for one day and sent someone to invite Jiurao to Fengyi Palace for breakfast.

"Does Your Majesty want to sleep for a while?" Luan Fei turned his head and looked at the sleepy girl with soft hearts. He couldn't help but lean over and kiss her fair and delicate face, "Your Majesty is so beautiful."

Jiurao opened her eyes, reached out to rub his head, and rubbed his hair straight, "You are also beautiful."

Luan Fei laughed.

Jiurao glanced for a while, got up to wash, and Luan Fei followed her to serve.

Half an hour later, the two walked out of the bedroom and looked at Ji Huangyu, who was standing outside the small garden at the corner of the courtyard, and were kicking the hollow flower wall with their feet hatred.

Jiu Rao raised her eyebrows: "This flower wall has a grudge against you?"

Ji Huangyu turned around and saw Luan Fei with a flying look on his face. He felt even worse and worse. He curled his lips and said, "Ye Qingli sent someone to invite His Majesty to have a meal, and he would go to Fengyi Palace. He must have wanted the queen to apologize with us."

"So what?" Jiurao said in a faint tone, "Do you think you are very rational?"

Ji Huangyu was about to nod, but after thinking about it, he would just forget it. It is said that women's hearts are needles under the sea, and the emperor's heart is unfathomable. Jiu Rao is both a woman and an emperor.

Her mind was the most unpredictable, and he didn't want to make her angry anymore.

The three of them arrived at Fengyi Palace together. Ye Qingli had already arrived. They exchanged greetings with each other and sat down in sequence according to their identities.

"How is Xiao Raoer feeling?" Ye Qingli looked at Jiu Rao's face and grabbed a smile on the corner of her mouth. "I look good, I should have had a good rest last night."

The palace servant poured tea respectfully and quietly, and started to serve breakfast in imperial meals.

Jiurao picked up the teacup and sipped it gently, and said in a faint tone: "I had a good rest last night and I was in a good mood."

As she said that, she looked up at Ling Wan: "The Empress didn't blame Xiao Guo uncle again last night, right? It's normal for children to fight and make fun of each other, and they are young and energetic, so don't make things too difficult for him."

Ling Wan smiled gently: "Her Majesty the Queen is a blessing for being tolerant. But he offended Mr. Ji with impulsiveness and ignorance, but he couldn't just forget it. This palace sent someone to inform his father last night and asked him to punish him."

Although Jiurao said forget it, Ling Wan couldn't really let it go. Whether Jiurao was really careless or was polite, she should make a statement, which could be considered an explanation to Ji Huangyu.

"Young man is not impulsive." Ji Huangyu lowered his head and ate the steamed dumplings delivered from the imperial kitchen. "No need to punish too hard. Just beat 200 whips for three meals a day. A small punishment is a big warning."

After the words came, the hall suddenly became quiet.

Small punishment and big warning?

Two hundred whips, and three meals a day?

Jiu Rao looked at Ji Huangyu's handsome face and said lightly: "Your standard for punishing and commandment is really unique."

Ji Huangyu frowned slightly: "Is this standard low? Then there are three hundred whips."

Jiurao: "..."

Ling Wan: "..."

"Queen, don't pay attention to him, he hasn't grown up yet." Jiurao calmly withdrew her gaze, "Compared with him, I think uncle Ling Xiaoguo is quite cute."

Very cute?

As soon as this sentence came out, three pairs of eyes looked over.
Chapter completed!