Quickly travel through three thousand worlds, the thunder tribulation lasts for ten thousand years

After learning that Cui Zhi and Yang Wumei had escaped, Nan Xi went to the capital.

Before leaving, she also asked the county magistrate to grant her and Cui Zhi a divorce. This was the original owner's wish, as she did not want to be a member of the Cui family anymore.

The county magistrate agreed readily. There was solid evidence that Cui Zhi was harboring a wanted criminal, and Nan Xi had made a meritorious report, so this was what she deserved.

With the new household registration, Nan Xi obtained a travel permit, using the excuse of going to the capital to look for relatives.

When she arrived in the capital, the third prince was still fighting a life-and-death battle with other princes in the capital.

Nan Xi made some inquiries and found out that the current old emperor was a king who maintained the status quo. From rumors in the streets and private discussions among officials, Nan Xi gradually pieced together the image of this old emperor.

He did not have the ambition to expand territory like the founding emperors, but he was also not as cruel and unjust as some tyrants who made the people live in misery.

Under his governance, although the country did not undergo major changes or leaps, it maintained relative stability and prosperity.

The old emperor had a gentle personality, attached great importance to people's livelihood, and often made private visits in disguise to understand the people's sentiments.

He was well aware of the sufferings of the people and worked hard to make improvements with limited resources.

In Nan Xi's opinion, such a monarch is worthy of respect and assistance.

Nan Xi went straight into the palace and into the old emperor’s dream.

In the dream, the old emperor was in a fairyland shrouded in clouds and mist, surrounded by lush and green exotic flowers and plants, and in the distance there were dancing cranes, a peaceful and tranquil scene.

At this moment, a fairy-like woman dressed in white slowly walked over. It was Nan Xi.

Nan Xi smiled and walked lightly, as if she was a fairy descending from heaven. She walked in front of the old emperor.

"Your Majesty, what troubles have you encountered?"

The old emperor was surprised, but also felt an inexplicable intimacy and peace of mind. He nodded and confided his worries and confusions to Nan Xi one by one.

Nan Xi listened patiently and just kept smiling. After a moment, she waved her sleeves gently.

The surrounding scenery changed instantly, and the original fairyland turned into a series of vivid pictures, showing the prosperity and decline of the country, and the happiness and suffering of the people.

The old emperor was stunned, as if he had experienced these historical changes personally.

"Your Majesty," Nan Xi's voice sounded again, "Everything in the world has its cause and effect, and the rise and fall of a country is no exception. As long as you care about the people, work diligently and love the people, you will be able to lead the country to a more glorious future."

"I have some pills here. If you take them every day, they will keep you healthy."

After saying this, Nan Xi's figure began to gradually blur and finally disappeared into the clouds.

The old emperor suddenly woke up and found himself still lying on the dragon bed in his bedroom, but the shock and emotion in his heart took a long time to dissipate.

And there really appeared a bottle of pills in his hand, with a label on it: Strengthening Body Pills.

The old emperor was delighted. He thought that this was a gift from the goddess of gods. He would take it well and be diligent in his work and love his people and be a good emperor in the future.

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In the magnificent prince's palace, the Third Prince's mood was as dull and depressed as the sky covered by dark clouds.

Since he last heard the news that his father was ill, he was immediately transferred back to the capital from the border. He was determined to win the throne.

The third prince claimed to be the most filial son, and thought that he could use this opportunity to demonstrate his loyalty and ability in front of his father and stand out among his many brothers.

However, he soon discovered that his brothers were equally smart and capable, each with their own methods, and they all competed to curry favor with their father.

All his efforts were in vain, but he failed to gain the upper hand in this silent contest. Instead, he seemed a little eager for quick success due to his excessive performance, which aroused subtle disgust from his father.

What was even more unexpected to the Third Prince was that his father's health had improved significantly in a short period of time.

His originally slightly tired face regained its radiance, and his steps became vigorous and powerful, as if he was ten years younger.

This change surprised and confused the Third Prince. He began to wonder if there was a master secretly helping his father. At the same time, he realized that his little trick might have lost its meaning.

In order to avoid becoming a thorn in his father's side, the third prince began to restrain his edge and try to keep a low profile.

He reduced his appearances before his father and instead devoted himself to some seemingly unimportant official duties, trying to reduce his presence.

However, his brothers did not let him go. Instead, they thought that he was biding his time and preparing to deliver a fatal blow at the critical moment.

Finally, a "revelation" operation carefully planned by the brothers broke out.

At a court meeting, the third prince was accused of forming a clique for personal gain and plotting something illegal. Faced with the sudden accusation, the third prince had no way to defend himself and could only watch his father's expression turn from sunny to cloudy.

The old emperor was furious. Not only did he severely reprimand the third prince, he also announced on the spot that he would go to the southwestern border to suppress bandits.

This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to the third prince.

The southwest is a desolate and remote area with rampant banditry, and the task of suppressing banditry is dangerous and thankless.

He knew very well that this trip would be dangerous. Not only might he die at the hands of bandits, but he might also lose the chance to compete for the throne forever.

His heart was filled with resentment and anger, but more of it was confusion and fear about the future.

However, it was too late now. The Third Prince could only embark on the journey to the southwest with a heart full of regret and reluctance.

The moment he stepped onto the carriage, thousands of words surged in his heart, but they eventually turned into a heavy sigh.

This sigh contained too many emotions: disappointment in his father, resentment towards his brothers, blame towards himself, but more importantly, uncertainty about the future and helplessness towards fate.

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Cui Zhi and Yang Wumei were very confused. Was the third prince just exiled like that?

It was originally thought that the third prince was the only candidate for the crown prince, but now he has been eliminated.

Yang Wumei couldn't accept it. The Yang family was tied to the third prince. Most likely, their comeback in the future would depend on the third prince. Now their backer had fallen?

Yang Wumei fainted magnificently.

Cui Zhi also wanted to faint. The two of them had suffered countless hardships along the way. His legs had always been in bad condition and it was painful for him to walk every day, but he had always endured it. They finally arrived in the capital, but lost their goal. How could they accept this?

Unfortunately, he had to take care of Yang Wumei, so he could only carry Yang Wumei on his back to find the dilapidated temple.

They didn't dare to stay in the inn. Who knew if there was a wanted warrant here? If there was, wouldn't they be walking into a trap?

Cui Zhi searched for a long time and had to ask a little beggar before he found the dilapidated temple. When Yang Wumei woke up, it was already night.