Mid-Autumn Festival.
Xia Ruqing and Zhao Junyao were on their way to Guangnan and definitely wouldn't be back.
Yue Er cheered and bounced around for quite a while after getting the news.
"Yay!"
"With Father Emperor and Mother Empress away, I'll definitely learn to ride this year!"
"When the time comes, I'm going to give Father Emperor and Mother Empress a huge surprise!"
Zhao Qiheng was swaying his head as he recited poetry. Hearing this, he glanced at her coolly.
"Little sister, how is that a surprise? More like a fright!"
"Mother Empress is timid, you'd better be careful!"
Yue Er lifted her chin in a proud huff, utterly unconvinced.
"Hmph! How would I scare anyone?!"
"Even if I do, it's better than those messy poems you write!"
Zhao Qiheng looked utterly incredulous.
"My poems are praised even by Tai Fu. Just because you can't recite poetry doesn't mean you can say mine are bad!"
Yue Er pouted.
"They are bad!"
As they were bickering, Zhao Qiye came in from outside.
