The prince of love, the wealth has come to me

Ling Yueqing walked forward and looked around at the sacred tree.

"Excuse me, is there anything special about this tree? Why is it called a sacred tree?" She looked around but couldn't see anything special about it.

"Princess Zhan, you don't know that this sacred tree has saved the lives of three generations of our emperors."

"Ah? Would you mind telling me about it?"

If it wasn't the wrong occasion, she would have wanted to sit down and pick out melon seeds.

So the envoy from Liuzhu Kingdom told the legendary story of the sacred tree.

"Seventy years ago, this tree was just an ordinary tree in the deep mountains and forests."

"At that time, Liuzhu Country was in the midst of war. The emperor was not careful and was left alone. He was chased by the enemy deep in the mountains. Because this tree was lush and leafy with a wide crown, the emperor hid inside and escaped."

"After the enemy was repelled, the emperor asked craftsmen to move the tree to the palace and planted it outside his bedroom."

"Thirty years ago, there was a civil strife in our country. The leader of the rebels led his men into the palace and reached the residence of the late emperor unhindered."

"When the rebel leader saw that there was no one to resist, he relaxed his vigilance and was killed by a sharpshooter hiding in a tree. Only then was the civil strife quelled."

"So the late emperor bestowed a special title on it, and the name of the sacred tree was born."

"Ten years ago, the emperor was still young and active. He followed his master to learn Qinggong and accidentally fell from a height. It was this tree that held the emperor back. Otherwise, the consequences would have been disastrous. Because the palace was being renovated at the time, there were broken tiles all over the ground."

Ling Yue was stunned as she listened. You know what? You really have to say, this tree really does have some legendary aura.

"This tree must be sick. I have an 80% chance of being able to cure it."

"If you believe me, move the tree to Prince Zhan's mansion. If you don't believe me, you can find someone else. But I'll make it clear in advance that I won't be responsible if your sacred tree dies."

Ling Yueqing couldn't guarantee it. Although the system had growth fluid and such small problems were no problem, who could guarantee that there would be no accidents?

The Liuzhu Kingdom envoys looked solemn. After whispering for a while, they finally gritted their teeth, stamped their feet, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Princess Zhan. If there are any problems, we will take full responsibility and will never affect the princess."

You know, the lives of all of them combined are not as important as this tree in the eyes of the emperor and the people of their country.

However, they have asked envoys from various countries in the past few days, but no one dares to take on the job of treating the sacred tree. Now they are helpless.

Ling Yueqing nodded and went back to her seat.

The envoy from Liuzhu Kingdom carefully carried the tree down and prepared to send it to Prince Zhan's palace.

The Banquet of Heroes was gradually coming to an end. The most prominent person in this banquet was Ling Yueqing. It would surely not be long before her fame would spread to various countries.

"The banquet of heroes ends here. Today, both our guests and hosts are having a great time. It's really enjoyable."

"I hope that joint banquets like this can be held more often in the future, so that our countries can exchange ideas and learn from each other."

Envoys from various countries echoed this statement.

"Yes, only by coming here can you admire the great power of the Kingdom of Li."

"That's right. Li Country is full of talented people. It really opens our eyes."

Emperor Qianyang listened to the flattery of the crowd with satisfaction. This was the most enjoyable banquet he had ever hosted in all those years. The national treasury would surely be full for a long time.

"I sincerely thank all the envoys for coming from afar to attend the banquet. In the next few days, you can go around and take a look. If you need a guide, just find the ministers present. They can do it."

"Yes, we are willing to accompany our colleagues from various countries to appreciate the prosperity of our country."

The ministers shouted loudly.

Ling Yueqing asked Xiao Mingchen in a low voice, "Ah Chen, how did they manage to speak in unison?"

"That's normal. They say the same few sentences every year. I can memorize them just by listening to them casually."

Ling Yueqing curled her lips. OK, she thought they were really in sync with each other, or had rehearsed it beforehand.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go back and rest as soon as possible."

"Farewell, Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Queen Mother, Your Majesty the Empress."

After Emperor Qianyang, the Queen Mother, and the Empress left, everyone said a few polite words to each other and then dispersed.

The censor's wife hurried over to help Jiang Wanrou with a look of concern.

"Rou'er, are you okay?"

"Ah~" After kneeling for a long time, Jiang Wanrou suddenly stood up and felt a piercing pain.

Xiao Mingchen walked out holding Ling Yueqing's hand, and just passed by Jiang Wanrou, looking at the hatred hidden under her grievance.

Ling Yueqing looked surprised and said, "Oh, I didn't even see you, why is Second Miss Jiang still kneeling?"

Before she spoke, she added, "I think Miss Jiang really knows she is wrong. She kneeled so sincerely that I am deeply moved. Go back and have a good rest. Don't get hurt."

He walked forward a few steps and suddenly turned around.

Jiang Wanrou's gaze, which was as sharp as an arrow, was directed at her back, but she had no time to retract it, which looked a little funny for a moment.

Ling Yueqing smiled slightly and said murderously, "Oh, by the way, Second Miss Jiang, remember to pay back your IOU of two thousand taels. Don't wait for the Emperor to come and collect the debt in person."

After saying that, he pulled Xiao Mingchen out.

Censor Jiang, who originally had a look of heartache on his face, flicked his sleeves and walked away with a gloomy face after hearing this.

Only the censor's wife was left, supporting Jiang Wanrou, whose face was covered with tears, and staggering out of the palace.

Ling Yueqing returned home, lay down on the soft big bed, and rolled around happily.

Her bed is really comfortable. My back and waist ache after sitting in the palace all day.

But when I think about the fact that I made a lot of money today, I feel very good.

"Achen, when will you give me the money I earned from the bet?"

Xiao Mingchen's face was full of tenderness and doting, "Maybe it will be delivered tomorrow."

"Then Achen, you should keep an eye on it and tell me when you get there. I think the emperor loves money very much, so don't keep it all for yourself."

"Don't worry, Qingqing, no one can steal your things."

"Ah Chen, I saw that among the tributes those people brought today, there was no Moon Crystal Gem?"

"Qingqing wants it?"

"Well, they look really nice. I want to make some jewelry for fun."

"Last year, Yueying was the tribute. This year, the tribute has changed. There should be a batch in the treasury. If Qingqing wants it, I will bring it back to you tomorrow."

Ling Yueqing asked curiously, "Can you take anything from the treasury if you want? Won't the emperor say anything?"

Xiao Mingchen entwined his slender fingers around Ling Yueqing's hair, "Of course not. After all, those things are the spoils of war I got."

Ling Yueqing gave a thumbs up, "Achen is still amazing."

"Qingqing, since I'm so powerful, let's rest early."

Before Ling Yueqing could finish her words, Xiao Mingchen's soft lips pressed against hers.

Forget it, let’s talk about it tomorrow, Ling Yueqing thought so and responded.

It’s a beautiful spring night.