Qingyang Shuoyi was always silent, looking at the suddenly unfamiliar Baili Qianliu, he had his own thoughts.

The sixth royal master Xuan Fuxi has no right to speak on this topic at all. Although he really wants to tear Baili Qianliu's face off, he is not a brainless person, and he will not miss a day after enduring it for so long.

Xuan Fuzhi frowned, feeling very troubled by the choice of whether to pay Fengyin or not.

Shu He didn't really want to push Xuan Fuzhi into a hurry. His goal was not to become a sworn enemy with them. What he wanted to fight was psychological warfare, betting on their deep-rooted disdain for Baili Qianliu and the discovery of BailiChiliu's worries and suspicions after her sudden change.

Under the gaze of three pairs of sharp eyes, Shu He suddenly smiled at Xuan Fuzhi, "Since the emperor can't show the phoenix seal for a while, then this Highness is inconvenient to disturb, so I will take my leave first."

Shu He walked out of the imperial study with his own people, and it has nothing to do with the expressions of the three people inside. He has already asked Xuan Fuzhi a question. From now on, Shu He will act in this deep palace compound.What role to play depends on Xuan Fuzhi's choice.

After passing through the imperial garden, Yu Xiang dared to approach Shu He and questioned, "Empress, why don't we leave after the emperor handed over the Phoenix Seal?"The trip was in vain.

Shu He stopped, looked up at the sky habitually, and faced Yu Xiang with a stern expression on his face, but his voice remained calm.

"Yu Xiang, if you want to survive in front of this Highness, you must learn to use your brains from now on, especially be ruthless to the opponents you think. Remember that the final effect of the word 'ruthless' is not to make others fear you and avoid you, but toLet others fear you from the bottom of their souls, and it’s up to you how you do it.” In the future, bones will pave the way, Yu Xiang You can go as far as you have awareness.

Yu Xiang is a smart person, she can't be a good person if she can stay with Bailiqian for such a long time, but she can understand the meaning of the word "ruthless" in her mother's mouth in just a short moment, and she is confident that she can do it.

"It's not a pity to die for my mother, Yuxiang!" Yu Xiang knelt down as if swearing.

Shu He was suddenly a little out of breath, and his sullenness reminded him of Wen Wanqiu's soothing and reassuring piano music.

"You take Mr. Hua Hua back to Qifeng Palace, this Highness and Yu Xiang can walk around casually." After sending away the attendants and Hua Hua who was unwilling to leave, Shu He took Yu Xiang into the Savings Pavilion and summoned Wen Wanqiu.

"How old is it?" Shu He asked Wan Qiu.

Wan Qiu replied cautiously, "...Seventeen."

Shu He nodded, she was the same age as Baili Qianliu, and both had the same age.

"Is everything safe in the Savings Pavilion?"

Wan Qiu glanced at him warily, looked at the door expectantly and then became sad, "My daughter is well, thank you for your concern."

Shu He looked at her and said with a smile: "What are you shaking? Is this Highness scary?"

"No...no..." Wan Qiu lowered her head, as long as she thought of Baili Qianliu's past, she couldn't help being timid. There is no reason not to be timid when facing a person who can beat the princess to death in public, and she can't be blamedact like this.

Yu Xiang immediately yelled when she heard that she was still stuttering: "The empress told you to speak more clearly! If you can't, this slave will help you straighten it!"

Wan Qiu flinched, her delicate face frightened.

"Okay Yu Xiang, if you're scared, you have to blame this Highness for disregarding human life." Shu He's words were super sarcastic, and his expression was a bit self-deprecating.

Yu Xiang said cautiously and respectfully, "Yes, empress."

Shu He said to Yu Xiang, "Give her a chair."

Hearing this, Wan Qiu unconsciously raised her head, and hurriedly avoided Shu He's pale face. At this moment, she also realized a problem. He had never shown her face until now, and it seemed that she was always scaring herself.

Looking at the extra couch beside her, Wan Qiu tried her best to adjust her state, "Thank you, Empress, for your gift."

Shu He squinted his eyes, looking at the flower-like woman who was so delicate and pitiful, it was inevitable that she felt pity in her heart.

"This Highness disgusts you?"

"No, no, it's my servant's fault." Wan Qiu lowered her head annoyed, she seemed to judge him by her words, even if he was the empress who paid him, she shouldn't mix her little thoughts.

"My daughter lost her composure just now." Wan Qiu bent over slightly, and Shu He was very relieved to see everyone's ladylike demeanor.

"I don't blame you, everyone is like this." Besides, Baili Qianliu was indeed notorious.

Late Autumn's head drooped even lower, "It's not good for the ministers, the Queen's empress status is honorable and it's inconvenient for ministers and daughters to sit down."

The corners of Shu He's eyes twitched, and the corners of his mouth drew a cold arc, "Let this Highness send someone to hold you?"

Hearing this, Wan Qiu hurriedly sat down, to put it bluntly, she was still afraid that Shu He would kill her if he got upset.

"May the empress have any orders, and the courtiers will definitely obey them."

Shu He reclined on the soft chair, with a lazy temperament, because of his body and mood, he couldn't cheer up even his voice, "It's okay, I just want to find someone to accompany me."

Late Autumn looked up in surprise.

Shu He smiled at her gently, "You look very comfortable to look at, and your piano sound is even more comfortable to listen to." With bright eyes and long eyelashes, comfortable and temperament, no wonder someone wants to protect youlooking at her.

Shu He closed his eyes and faced Wan Qiu's direction: "Your name is Wan Qiu?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Oh..." Shu He sang softly: "The evening clouds bring the rain back quickly, and the wind of white lotus root flowers is already autumn..."

Wan Qiu asked curiously: "The lady is reciting poetry? It's a strange rhyme."

Shu He chuckled: "Play a piece for this Highness."

"...Yes, the servant girl takes orders."