Three days later.
Bai Zhi'er was accompanying Bai Xilie to practice calligraphy, while Jing Jia lay on the nearby chaise longue, taking a nap.
"Daddy..."
As soon as she spoke, Bai Xilie hushed her, "Keep your voice down, your mother is tired."
Bai Zhi'er silently looked in Jing Jia's direction, "Mother has been sleeping for an hour."
Bai Xilie nodded, "We stayed up late last night, stargazing."
Bai Zhi'er chuckled and whispered, "You two have such a good relationship!"
Just then, Eunuch Quan Xi came running in a panic.
"Your Majesty!"
Jing Jia turned over in response to the commotion.
Bai Xilie frowned immediately, "Why are you shouting? What's the rush, are you being chased by a ghost?"
"No... it's not that! Just now, someone from the Imperial Affairs Bureau came to deliver a message, saying that the phoenix robe prepared for the Empress was..." Quan Xi seemed hesitant, continuously glancing at Bai Zhi'er, not daring to speak out.
