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If he knew its curative effect, Qin Canglan probably wouldn’t have complained about it.

As she had only given it to Father Su, the clinical data was limited. Su Xiaoxiao was not sure if the bone-strengthening pills could treat Qin Canglan’s gout.

It would be best if it could. If not, it could at least strengthen his body and heal his old injuries.

Early the next morning, Su MO came to pick Su Xiaoxiao up.

Su Qi and Su Yu also came over. They were here to visit Su Ergou and tutor him.

Su Ergou was recovering well and did not have to lie on the bed. Since he was idle, he might as well take advantage of the last few days of recuperation to make up for his homework.

“But don’t you have class?” Su Ergou asked in confusion.

Second Cousin Su Qi said, “Dad said that it’s more important to tutor you.”

Su Ergou was speechless.

Wei Ting went out after breakfast.

Xiaohu placed his hands on his hips. “See, see. I told you he doesn’t stay home!”

Su Xiaoxiao pinched the little fellow’s cheek in anger and amusement. “Are you not used to it?”

“What?” Xiaohu asked.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled. “You’re not used to Dad not being by your side.”

Xiaohu turned his head and said, “That’s not true!”

After Wei Ting brought the children to his side, he accompanied them day and night. When he came to Apricot Flower Village, Wei Ting was seriously injured and stayed at home to recuperate.

The little guy was not used to it.

Su Xiaoxiao explained to the little guy that his father was out on serious business. Xiaohu asked what serious business was and successfully stunned Su Xiaoxiao.

However, Wei Ting had indeed gone to do serious business.

Regarding the Wei family’s mole, he had to find him no matter what.

It was too slow to follow the clues. He had to lure the snake out of the hole.

Su Xiaoxiao entered the palace.

The Empress Dowager had obediently taken medicine these few days. Coupled with Imperial Physician Fu’s acupuncture, her complexion was much rosier and she had strength. She could even walk out of Fushou Palace.

Emperor Jing Xuan’s poison was almost cured.

When he found out that Su Xiaoxiao had treated him, Emperor Jing Xuan felt his face hurt.

“Your Majesty, His Eldest Highness requests an audience,” Eunuch Fu reported.

Although Emperor Jing Xuan’s face hurt, the person who saved him that night was Su Xiaoxiao.

Xiao Duye had once stopped Su Xiaoxiao from treating him. What did this eldest son want?

Did he want to kill his father?

Thinking about how he usually doted on his eldest and second son the most, his eldest son had done such a heart-wrenching thing.

Emperor Jing Xuan could not be bothered to see him. “Didn’t I tell him to be grounded in the residence to reflect? Who allowed him to leave the residence? Go back to the residence!”

Compared to Xiao Duye’s situation, Princess Jingning, who drew her sword and did not allow anyone to stop Su Xiaoxiao from saving Emperor Jing Xuan, comforted Emperor Jing Xuan.

Emperor Jing Xuan became even more convinced that this daughter was related to the luck of the entire dynasty.

If she was good, the royal family would prosper.

If she lost, the royal family would fall.

Emperor Jing Xuan asked the cabinet to draft an imperial decree to confer Jingning the title of the royal princess.

“Your Majesty.” Eunuch Fu entered again.

“What’s the matter?” Emperor Jingxuan asked.

Eunuch Fu said awkwardly, “Someone from Fushou Palace came and said…’ He did not dare to continue.

Emperor Jing Xuan was silent for a moment before asking, “It’s 18th, right?”

Eunuch Fu grimaced. “Yes.”

April 18th was the anniversary of the death of Prince Nanyang’s family.

Emperor Jing Xuan said indifferently, “If she wants to burn paper, so be it. I don’t want to ask anymore.”

The palace prohibited burning paper money, even by the Empress Dowager.

Eunuch Fu didn’t move.

Emperor Jing Xuan said in a low voice, “Why? Does she still want to pull me along to burn paper money for Prince Nanyang?

Eunuch Fu said, “No, the Empress Dowager wants to go to the temple and light a lamp for Prince Nanyang.”

Emperor Jing Xuan clenched the pen in his hand.

The Empress Dowager traveled incognito.

This was Emperor Jingxuan’s condition.

Emperor Jingxuan did not allow anyone to burn incense for Prince Nanyang openly.

The Empress Dowager did not argue with Emperor Jing Xuan.

The mother and son reached a delicate balance and consensus.

Su Xiaoxiao was also among them.

The Empress Dowager was not in good health. There had to be a physician when she went out. Even Emperor Jing Xuan could not say anything.

The carriage arrived at the Dragon Temple.

Wei Ting became a monk here. However, the person who had once stayed in the temple was a guard disguised as Wei Ting.

“We’re here, Matriarch.”

The eunuch in charge lifted the curtain and helped the Empress Dowager out of the carriage.

The Dragon Temple was not like the nunnery in Qingzhou, which was halfway up the mountain, but it still required one to climb dozens of steps.

The eunuch in charge hurriedly wanted to carry her. The Empress Dowager waved her hand, her eyes a little excited. “No need. I can walk!”

“Well…” The eunuch in charge looked hesitantly at Su Xiaoxiao, who had also gotten out of the carriage.

Su Xiaoxiao nodded.

“Yes,” the eunuch in charge agreed and extended an arm.

The Empress Dowager held his wrist and walked up the steps.

It was only a few dozen steps, but to her, it felt like she had walked for decades.

“Are you alright?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.

The Empress Dowager took a deep breath. “I… I’m fine. I can still walk.”

After entering the Dragon Temple, Su Xiaoxiao saw a figure at the corner of the corridor. Who else could it be but Deng An? Deng An was Ling Yun’s servant.

He gestured at Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao understood and said to the Empress Dowager, “Let’s go to the meditation room first. We’ll light the lamp later.”

Although the Empress Dowager was anxious to light the lamp, she was exhausted, so she did not reject Su Xiaoxiao’s suggestion.

Su Xiaoxiao helped the Empress Dowager to a meditation room at the end of the east.

The Empress Dowager stopped in her tracks.

Su Xiaoxiao pushed open the door.

What greeted her eyes were three sticky children.

The Empress Dowager was immediately stunned.

Her gaze landed on the three identical children, and blood suddenly surged in her chest.

Her voice choked.

These three children… three children…

Su Xiaoxiao said to the Empress Dowager, “They’re Dahu, Erhu, Xiaohu, your great- grandsons.. “