Bai Zhi’er knew that she couldn’t persuade Yuan Zhen.

She shook her head gently, "Senior brother, you are still wrong."

Bai Zhi’er turned around, pushed the door, and left the Yuan Residence.

She knew that at this moment, saying anything to the desperate Yuan Zhen was of no avail.

So, she returned to the palace.

In Xie Yu’s Imperial Study Room, the lights were bright, and faint sounds of conversation could be heard.

As she suspected, Bai Zhi’er went outside Xie Yu’s bedroom.

About an hour later, Xie Yu’s figure slowly appeared.

After just a day apart, Xie Yu’s complexion was even more stern.

He seemed like he was standing alone in a rainstorm, with only cold and darkness left for him, no matter how noisy it was around, he wouldn’t lift his eyes to look.

Until the Chief Eunuch spotted Bai Zhi’er’s figure: "It’s that girl! Emperor!"

It was only then that Xie Yu halted his steps and slowly raised his head.

In Bai Zhi’er’s eyes, he looked like a puppy who had been severely hurt, yet tried hard to conceal it.

Judging from his reaction, he probably already knew about the Regent King’s rebellion.

"Why are you here, do you want to see if I can bear to make a move?" Xie Yu spoke, his tone cold.

Bai Zhi’er gently shook her head, "I know all this can’t be avoided."

Xie Yu smiled, but it seemed more like bitterness, even though the word "cold" was written all over his expression.

He waved his hand, signaling for those around him to step back.

When it was just him and Bai Zhi’er left in the courtyard.

Xie Yu said, "I never expected that after leaving him a way out, he would want my life and this throne."

"If you really are an immortal, can you tell me how many people in the world can betray anything for power?"

Bai Zhi’er stepped forward, "There are plenty of such people; mortals cannot resist the temptation of power. What you cherish is already in the past."

Xie Yu looked up, gazing at the vast sky, exhaling a cold breath.

After a long time, he said, "Then let these rebels descend to hell."

Suddenly, it started to snow.

Bai Zhi’er watched the flurrying goose feather snow, while Xie Yu walked past her into the bedroom hall.

Through a window, Bai Zhi’er saw Xie Yu sitting quietly in a chair.

He had no expression, neither fretful nor angry.

He seemed to be just sitting.

Perhaps he needed a whole night to forget the once loyal face of the Regent King.

Being an Emperor requires learning to be ruthless.

Bai Zhi’er felt helpless but had no way to advise him.

She didn’t leave the imperial palace, only went to an abandoned courtyard.

Bai Zhi’er temporarily settled Xixi here.

Since the palace had been abandoned for a long time, it was covered with dust.

But this was not a problem for Bai Zhi’er.

When she first brought Xixi here, Bai Zhi’er lightly waved her fingers, and all the dust in the room vanished, turning it into a crystal-clear bedroom.

Bai Zhi’er conjured some brocade quilts, clothes, and delicious food and pastries, placing them on the table.

She even remembered to conjure some books.

Here, Xixi wouldn’t have to endure the cold or hunger and could read to pass the time.

After all, even if Yuan Zhen wanted to search, he would never guess that Bai Zhi’er had brought Xixi into the palace.

"Sister!" Xixi, seeing Bai Zhi’er, was very happy and hurriedly put down the book, running over in a rush.

"Sister, did you see my brother? Did you advise him not to do this?"

Bai Zhi’er did not expect that the little girl, so young, would be worried about this matter.

She smiled, pulling Xixi to sit down, "Xixi also worries about them, right?"