Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter-Chapter 577 - 576: Deep Mother and Son Affection, Little Prince, Empress_1

Chapter 577: Chapter 576: Deep Mother and Son Affection, Little Prince, Empress_1

Jifeng and Jiyu, two Imperial Shadow Guards, had not been seen for a year and a half. Their appearance and voices remained unchanged, but they looked more haggard than when they were living in seclusion in the countryside.

After the fire in the Mental Cultivation Hall a year and a half ago, both of them were poisoned and injured. The detoxification and healing took a long time, and their skills were no longer as good as before.

These two were amusing, addicted to disguises.

They returned to the palace without removing their human skin masks.

Lin Qingluo had no interest in the tragic stories of the two Shadow Guards, her gaze only briefly stopped at their faces before she looked away.

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As night deepened, the singing and dancing in the Mental Cultivation Hall came to an abrupt halt. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

The Empress was tired and dismissed the singing girls, calling in the palace maids to clear the banquet.

Two princesses respectfully took their leave. The Empress, who was rubbing her sore brow, waved her hand to dismiss them.

Both princesses felt as if they had been pardoned, and quickly turned around to leave the hall.

“Empress Mother, are you not well? Is it a headache?”

The little prince did not leave. He snuggled in the Empress’s arms, tilted his face, and looked at her forehead with a silent sadness flashing through his shining eyes.

“Empress Mother is alright, just a bit tired and my brow aches. It’s uncomfortable.”

The Empress held the little prince’s soft body in her arms, the darkness in her eyes receding.

“Xuan’er will massage Empress Mother, and then your headache will go away.”

The little prince stretched his two small arms, skillfully massaging the Empress’s temples.

His strength was just right, not too light or too heavy, making the massage very comfortable.

The Empress could not help but clasp the hand that embraced her, her eyes closed in pleasure.

“Does it still hurt, Empress Mother?”

The little prince massaged for a while, his arms aching, but he persevered silently.

“It’s much better now, no more pain.”

The Empress opened her eyes and looked down at the little prince’s sour expression, involuntarily smiling.

“Empress Mother, you should rest early. I shall take my leave now.”

The little prince, seeing the Empress’s expression improve, took his leave with a flash of light in his eyes, behaving obediently.

“Xuan’er, be good. Go back early. Your father is waiting for you in the Serene Snow Pavilion and must be anxious.”

Mentioning the noble lord, a light flashed through the Empress’s eyes, her expression softened.

“Alright, I’ll go back now.”

The little prince dutifully responded, wriggling out of the Empress’s embrace, glancing back as he ran out of the Mental Cultivation Hall.

“Empress Mother.”

Upon reaching the outside of the hall, he stopped, whispering “Empress Mother”, his eyes glistening with tears.

“Sigh.”

Lin Qingluo sighed deeply as she watched, her mood darkening.

The little prince was very clever and had already realized that Empress Mother’s forgetfulness and headaches were related to his father, causing him to feel torn between his parents.

As someone involved, she had nothing to say.

The Empress’s killing intent never ceased, and the relationship between her and the child was tense.

Since the little prince was caught between his sister and Empress Mother, he must be feeling even worse.

“Xuan’er, let’s go home.”

A fragile voice, as thin as silk, reached the little prince’s ears.

Mind transmission?!

The little prince’s heart shook with surprise and joy, he looked up and searched for his sister’s figure.

“Xuan’er, just follow the steps down, your sister is waiting for you in the shadows around the corner.”

Lin Qingluo’s clear voice continued to guide him, pointing the way.

“Okay.”

The little prince nodded obediently, following his sister’s guidance, running happily down the stairs.

Upon reaching the corner, Lin Qingluo performed an invisibility technique, took his hand, and they disappeared on the spot.

**

Lin Qingluo was concerned about the military situation at the border. She returned to Duke of Zhen’s residence, not caring about the deep night, and came to the Autumn Scene Garden, knocking on her father’s door.

Lin Xiaoyang opened the door and saw his daughter’s troubled expression, his heart clenched up.