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However, this joyous occasion was different from thirteen years ago. It was already the first court in the imperial court, the Prime Minister's Estate.

Within the brightly lit ancestral hall, rows of memorial tablets were enjoying the offering of incense, fruit baskets, and pastries. In front of the altar, there was a young girl dressed in pink who was kneeling down and looking with an aggrieved expression at the old master who was stroking his beard – Dongfang Shuotian.

"Father …" A soft voice came out from the pink dressed young lady, Dongfang Ziqing's lips, carrying a thick sense of coquettishness. She only said one word, but was scared off by the expression in the eyes of Dongfang Shuo Tian, who was holding a cane. "Qing Er knows she's wrong." Although she didn't know what was wrong, Dongfang Ziqing was clear about her father's character. If she dared to be stubborn, she would definitely be the one at a disadvantage.

In her memories, she had only been punished once by her father during these thirteen years.

"Old master, Qing'er already knows her wrongs, so …" Seeing that her daughter acknowledged her wrongs well, the well-dressed Madame Dongfang at the side immediately begged for mercy, but was met with a glare from Dongfang Shuotian.

"A loving mother has many failed children!" With a snort, Dongfang Shuo shook his head in disappointment. He sighed again as he weighed the vine in his hand, unwilling to let it hit his daughter again. However, he had no choice but to punish his daughter who had caused a huge disaster. He coldly snorted and said, "Think seriously in the ancestral hall! Without my permission, you are not allowed to get up!"

"But …" When Dongfang Ziqing heard that she was going to be confined, she immediately pouted her delicate little face, pouting her lips in an attempt to protest. Today was the emperor's brother's birthday, how could she not wish him happiness! However, looking into her father's strict eyes, Dongfang Ziqing knew that acting coquettishly would not work. Even if she was a longevity star today, she wouldn't be exempted from punishment. What else could she expect?

Knowing that it was impossible to leave the ancestral hall, and Face-wall thought it was the lightest punishment, Dongfang Ziqing could only say angrily: "Qing Er understands." However, Qing'er wanted to ask father for a favor in bringing her to the emperor's brother. That would be too much! "

"You still dare to send something to the emperor?!" Originally, Dong Fang Shuo Tian couldn't bear punishing Dongfang Zi Qing, but when he heard her words, he was so angry that his beard rose!

This little girl had sent something to the emperor, but it actually made the emperor sick. He had a fever for the whole night and couldn't even celebrate his birthday! If he was not the Prime Minister, Dongfang Ziqing might have been convicted of some crime. Even if she moved her head, the Nine Clans might have been implicated!

"Not this time!" Although she didn't know that she had given such a beautiful gift to Xuanyuan Chenmo, but he had fallen seriously ill because of that funny little fellow, Dongfang Ziqing still understood the reason why her father didn't allow her to give him anything else. Before Dongfang Shuotian could refuse, Dongfang Ziqing quickly took out a very fine scented bag from her sleeve, raised it with both hands, and respectfully held it in front of Dongfang Shuotian. She submissively said, "Dad, this gift is absolutely safe!"

"You!" Looking at the poor embroidery worker's pocket, Dongfang Shuo's anger was only half gone. Dongfang Ziqing, who always hated needlework, had actually embroidered a purse representing love. It seemed like his daughter had grown up! But... To fall in love with the Emperor, would there be happiness?