Jiang Yingcheng's plan went like this-
First, she would visit Chongyun Hall to see whether her beautiful Imperial Father was in danger. Once she confirmed that the Elite Troops Grandpa Kan had brought had silently surrounded the entire hall, she mentally marked that task complete.
Then, she would make her way from palace to palace, checking whether any of her pretty Aunties needed her help.
Jiang Yingcheng had worked on this plan for several days. She had even planned the order in which she would visit the palaces. The only thing she hadn't anticipated...
Was that Uncle Liaochen would actually take her flying straight over everyone's heads, in full view of them all!
Looking as though the sky were about to come crashing down, she lifted her head toward Uncle Liaochen. Just as she opened her mouth, a warm, broad hand covered it. "It's cold. Don't let the wind get in."
Jiang Yingcheng: "..."
Jiang Yingcheng: [...U-Uncle Liaochen did that on purpose, didn't he?! He definitely did that on purpose, didn't he?!]
With a wooden expression, Liaochen raced toward Lingxi Palace, followed by Yu Xingmian, Pei Muchen, and the others.
He acted as though he hadn't heard the little one's inward complaints, swallowing bitter tears into his heart.
-Once the little one accepted that her Imperial Father had already entered the imperial palace, she had started hauling bags out of every corner of the room, bit by bit, like ants moving house. Each bag contained props divided into several smaller bundles, and she had cleverly wrapped the contents in layers of oiled paper, pretending they were pastries she had set aside for herself.
Then she had launched into a lengthy brainwashing campaign.
Things like-
"Imperial Father already arranged the defenses ahead of time. The imperial palace is much safer than