After Xi Qingyue and Xi Weilan had made their plans, they waited for nightfall.
Xi Qingyue's wind-type spiritual power was on the verge of a breakthrough. She was only a little short of reaching the fourth level. Holding a crystal core in each hand, she sat there absorbing the energy from them.
Xi Weilan sat on a chair beside her. Leaning on her hands with her chin, she stared with big, curious eyes as the crystal cores gradually shrank and finally disappeared.
Finally, Xi Qingyue heard a faint sound from within her body. A bright smile bloomed on her lips.
Under the dark night sky, a small figure holding an even smaller figure flew silently away from Princess Wenyang's Mansion.
None of the guards or hidden guards in the mansion noticed that the two distinguished guests in the Chrysanthemum Courtyard were no longer there.
After leaving the mansion, Xi Qingyue flew into the sky with Xi Weilan in her arms and hovered there, looking down at the ground below.
The upgrade of her wind-type spiritual power to the fourth level brought significant improvements. Previously, she could only fly briefly and couldn't maintain continuous flight. Although she could easily fly over the city wall, her flying ability was not as good as lightness kung fu, and the flying height was limited.
Now, she could fly continuously at a height of dozens of meters and hover freely in the sky, which was more powerful than even the most skilled martial artists.
Even if she encountered a peerless master, she could easily overpower them. She no longer had to be afraid of facing top-notch experts.
Xi Weilan's little face in her arms was full of excitement, and she was several times more thrilled.
"Sister, we're flying so high! Much higher than before. We can see all the houses in the entire capital," Xi Weilan said.
Xi Qingyue nodded with a smile. "Yes. Whenever you want to fly in the future, just tell sister, and I'll take you flying to your heart's content."
Hearing this, Xi Weilan's eyes narrowed into slits with laughter, and she kept giggling.
Xi Qingyue scanned the area in the air and directly locked onto the direction of the imperial palace. Holding Xi Weilan, she flew towards it quickly.
The residence of the Seventh Princess was close to the imperial palace, and Xi Qingyue's speed had increased. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived above the palace.
In the night, a layer of water mist surrounded them, so even though there were many guards in the palace, no one noticed their arrival.
"Sister, the food cooked by the palace chefs should be delicious, right? Should we go and have a look at the food first?" Xi Weilan whispered in a low voice.
Xi Qingyue agreed. It wouldn't be worth coming if they didn't get something.
She nodded in agreement. "You're right, Lan'er. Let's pack up the food first. Then we'll go look for the dragon robe. We still have plenty of time."
Then, Xi Qingyue flew down and landed on the roof of the palace.
She used her spiritual power to sense the location of the Food Bureau and then led Xi Weilan in that direction.
The eunuch on night duty was dozing off at the door. It was rare for the emperor to get up to eat in the middle of the night, and most of the time, nothing happened.
Xi Qingyue knocked the night guard unconscious with a single palm strike and then led Xi Weilan inside. They even kindly closed the door behind them.
"Sister, the soup here is still hot," Xi Weilan said in surprise, pointing at the pot of soup.
Xi Qingyue nodded with a smile. "Yes. This is for the old emperor. They must be keeping it hot in case he wants to drink it at night. What a waste! Since he likes taking magic pills, we'll help him finish all the food here."
With a wave of her hand, all the food disappeared, whether it was chicken soup, pastries, or steamed buns. Even the pots, bowls, and plates used to hold the food were taken away.
Xi Weilan was holding a chicken leg and chewing on it. She had just torn it off a roasted chicken and was beaming with a big smile on her face as she ate.
Xi Qingyue shook her head and smiled. She couldn't understand why Xi Weilan never got tired of eating chicken legs.
After Xi Weilan finished the chicken leg, Xi Qingyue washed her hands and then led her away. After walking out of the door, she closed it again.
Not long after, Xi Qingyue and Xi Weilan appeared in the emperor's bedroom. The old emperor was sleeping soundly in the arms of a beauty.
Xi Qingyue used her wind-type spiritual power to knock the two people on the bed unconscious with two palm strikes. Then she led Xi Weilan around the bedroom.
"Sister, isn't that a dragon robe over there?" Xi Weilan asked in confusion, pointing at the dragon robe beside the bed.
Xi Qingyue glanced at the dragon robe and frowned. "The old emperor has already worn that one. Let's look for a new one. We'll take that one if we really can't find a new one."
Then they started rummaging around, not missing any corner.
They searched the entire bedroom but found nothing. Finally, they had no choice but to take down the dragon robe hanging there.
They examined it and were satisfied as it looked almost as good as new. Immediately, they took the dragon robe and slipped out of the bedroom.
Soon, Xi Qingyue and Xi Weilan appeared in the Xuantian Hall. They were circling around the dragon throne.
"Sister, you sit first. Wait until you're done, and then I'll sit. Otherwise, if the clothes are cut too small, you won't be able to wear them," Xi Weilan said.
Xi Qingyue stroked her head and smiled. "It's okay. You go up and play for a while first. I'll cut the dragon robe first."
After saying that, she picked up Xi Weilan and placed her on the dragon throne.
Xi Qingyue cut off a large part of the sleeves of the dragon robe and then cut off the lower half of the robe. The length was just right for her to wear.
She put it on over her head and tied a belt around her waist.
"Wow, sister, it looks quite good," Xi Weilan said.
Xi Qingyue took out a camera, fixed the stand below it, set it up, and then sat beside Xi Weilan and posed.
Click! Click! The sound of the camera shutter kept ringing, and several group photos of the two of them on the dragon throne were taken.
"Okay, sister has finished taking pictures. It's your turn now," Xi Qingyue said.
She took off the dragon robe, picked up the scissors again, and measured Xi Weilan's height.
Although the clothes were a bit wide, they were still okay after tying the belt.
Xi Weilan really liked her new look. Even though the dragon on the dragon robe was not cut very completely, it still looked very imposing.
She took a few pictures sitting down and then a few standing up. The more she took pictures, the more excited she became. "Sister, can I take pictures with a sword?"
"Sure, you can take whatever you want," Xi Qingyue said and immediately handed her a one - meter - long sword, which was even longer than Xi Weilan's height.
Xi Weilan stood on the dragon throne, looking majestic. She stepped on the armrest of the dragon throne with her left foot, held the scabbard in her left hand, and grasped the sword hilt in her right hand, pointing the sword tip downward.
Click! The moment was captured, and the picture of the little girl in the dragon robe pointing the sword downward was taken.
After that, Xi Qingyue took a few more group photos with her. After about a quarter of an hour, they stopped.
Xi Weilan took off the dragon robe, and Xi Qingyue cut the dragon robe into small pieces. They even thoughtfully returned the pieces of the dragon robe to the emperor's bedroom and placed them beside his dragon bed.
After finishing all this, they left the palace and returned to Princess Wenyang's Mansion.
Xi Weilan was so sleepy after staying up for so long that she could barely keep her eyes open. Xi Qingyue carried her to bed and went to sleep. They planned to get up at noon the next day.
Lu Jinshuang had no idea what earth - shattering things the two little guests she had invited home had done, nor did she know what chaos the imperial palace was about to face.
The next day, as soon as she got up, she heard the news that something big had happened in the palace.
