Great Zhou Capital, Shengjing City.

These days, undercurrents are surging in Shengjing City, with a tense atmosphere that makes people feel alarmed.

The Crown Prince has run away!

This news was like a bomb, completely stunning everyone up and down Shengjing City!

A nation’s Crown Prince, could he have run away silently? How did he run away?

Those responsible for guarding the Crown Prince have undoubtedly been implicated, but after punishing these people, what about the Crown Prince?

How to find him?

This is the real question!

Beiyuan Palace.

Li Qingmu is playing chess with Qi Yun.

Outside is chaos, but here is a haven.

No one dares to disturb them, and no one dares to make trouble. This father and son are truly living happily and freely.

"How did Rui’er do at school?"

Qi Yun placed a piece with a light smile.

Since the last time they killed You Su, he has spent the past two years in self-cultivation, recovering the depletion of his soul, and now he is quite spirited.

Li Qingmu smiled and said, "Not bad. At first, he was unwilling, but now he’s playing well with a few friends and doesn’t fuss anymore."

"How about his studies?"

As parents, naturally, one hopes their children succeed, and as a grandfather, it’s even more personal, hoping this grandson will be accomplished.

"His studies are okay, a bit clever, but too playful. I’ve urged him a few times, but..."

Li Qingmu suddenly stopped speaking.

Qi Yun smiled, seeing the bitterness in his son’s eyes, guessing it was due to his daughter-in-law’s interference.

"Well, he’s still young. Let him play for a few more years; there’s no rush for his studies."

Considering that Rui’er is not yet six years old, they can’t rush him.

The father and son played a few more moves, then Qi Yun suddenly said, "Yu’er ran away. Before he ran away, he visited your mansion."

Ugh ugh ugh...

Li Qingmu was a bit embarrassed, "I was just trying to guide him. Who knew this child was so willful..."

It’s really not my fault!

Qi Yun gently nodded and placed another piece, "Mu’er, your father entrusted you earlier to help watch over the kingdom. As Regent King, you can’t be too leisurely!"

Li Qingmu was very awkward, "Yes, I understand, I’ll go find Yu’er right away."

Qi Yun sighed softly. Children and grandchildren will have their own fortunes. He always wanted to let go, but there were too many eyes and ears around him, making it difficult to let go completely. Moreover, he’s just an ordinary father, not a god, so how could he really let go?

Why did he bring Yun’er here to live almost in seclusion?

Even though Beiyuan Palace has beautiful scenery and good conditions, it still feels like something is missing. Is it power?

He left the Imperial City just to avoid giving too much pressure to Qi Junlian.

Of course, some might think that his existence as the Supreme Emperor is itself a form of pressure. Well then, he can’t just take his own life, can he? He doesn’t have a mental illness!

In fact, Qi Yun has not appeared in front of people for two years, trying to fade as the Supreme Emperor, and now few people mention him in government matters.

But this time, with the Crown Prince running away, things have gotten a bit out of hand. It seems unreasonable for him as the Supreme Emperor to remain silent and carefree here?

So, Qi Yun summoned this little son.

The little guy is smart and surely has a way to find the Crown Prince. Besides, he has an unshirkable responsibility in this matter, so it’s only right to make him put in some effort.

This son, making him the Regent King, but these couple of years, he’s been a bit too leisurely as the Regent King.

He needs to be kept busy.

"Come, have some snacks!"

Rong Si came in with a plate of homemade snacks, smiling broadly as she placed the snacks in front of Li Qingmu and Qi Yun.

The father and son looked at the dark mass in front of them, and their heads were filled with black lines.

Can this... be eaten?

Qi Yun was quite helpless. He looked at his beloved, saying, "Yun’er, didn’t you enjoy cooking noodles before? Why have you switched to making cakes now?"

Rong Si grinned and said, "Because I wanted something new, and also, aren’t you tired of eating noodles all the time?"

Uh... such an explanation seems to make sense.

Qi Yun nodded, "Alright, alright, but... I still like your noodles more..."

"Hmph, are you saying my cakes aren’t good? Big bear, you’re so annoying! I won’t talk to you anymore!"

Rong Si got upset, turned around, and ran away, scaring Qi Yun into quickly chasing after her.

Li Qingmu watched his parents playing childishly, feeling a warmth in this scene. He reached out, took one of his mother’s snacks, and ate it.

The burnt bitter taste spread, unexpectedly adding an unusual flavor.

"Big bear, don’t chase me. If you dare, don’t chase me anymore. If you do, you’re a big bear, hmph!"

"Hey, hey, aren’t I already a big bear? Hahaha!"

"You... wah wah wah, you’re making me angry, really angry, hmph, I’m ignoring you!"

"Yun’er, I’m wrong..."

"Pfft!"

Li Qingmu could barely swallow but burst out laughing when he heard Qi Yun apologize to Rong Si.

"Papa, don’t show your teeth when you laugh..."

A little girl stumbled over, reaching out her small hand to poke at the laughing Li Qingmu, and made a funny face at him.

"You little girl, thinking of lecturing your dad? Okay, okay, you’re right, my dear!"

Watching his daughter running over to grab his leg, Li Qingmu’s eyes showed tenderness as he picked up Little Yaoyao.

"Papa, when are we going home?"

"Hmm, why? Don’t you like it at Grandpa’s?"

"I do, but there are no friends here to play with me!"

Li Qingmu suddenly went silent. Whether a boy or a girl, children are always lively and bustling, and even particularly quiet ones often show signs of frailty.

Kids are full of vitality, what else should they be doing if not playing?

"Well... in a few days, Papa has to go out of town. Since there’s no one at home, you’ll stay with Grandpa for a while, okay?"

Yaoyao hesitated for a moment and then nodded, "Okay!"

"Good girl!"

They say daughters are their father’s little cotton-padded jackets, and it’s absolutely true.

That day, after Li Qingmu left Qi Yun, he returned to the Prince Mansion to find Long Yue.

Long Yue, with nothing to do these days, was at Qin Xiu’s doing needlework. Rui’er and Yaoyao were growing up, so the old clothes no longer fit.

She didn’t trust others to make clothes, worried they’d forget to remove needles or that a button would be missing.

In truth, she was overly anxious, but as a mother, one could never be too careful and meticulous.

So when Li Qingmu found her, she was still making clothes.

"Take a break, we’ll head to Jiangling tomorrow."

"Why? What happened?"

Long Yue looked surprised, wondering why they were going. She still had many clothes to make!

Li Qingmu scratched his head and said, "The Crown Prince ran away, and Father asked me to bring him back."

"Oh..." Long Yue looked up and couldn’t help but laugh, "Is this to let you make amends? Pfft, hahaha..."

Li Qingmu was speechless. Why is his wife laughing so happily?

Oh well, indeed, he had to take the blame for this matter, sigh!