Sister, you traveled through time too?

When the red sun breaks through the clouds, dawn comes again.

The little fish woke up very early, which was rare.

The morning light filtered through the window screen and fell on her beautiful eyelashes. She just lazily supported her cheek with a sleepy look at the corners of her eyes.

Dongxu watched Xiaoyu wake up and thought he had woken her up.

"Feel sorry."

He said this with some guilt, already putting on his clothes and a thick cloak.

"It's okay, I just woke up on my own."

Xiaoyu said this, stood up with a smile, and went to help Dongxu straighten his crooked cloak.

Dongxu's face was red, and I didn't know whether he had just woken up or was just shy.

"Just let my carriage take you to court."

"At the morning court today, it's time to wrap up the Hai Yi matter."

Xiaoyu said this and gently kissed Dongxu on the face.

Dong Xu suddenly became energetic. He nodded stupidly, and his cheeks gradually turned redder.

"You go first, I'll come after I wash up."

Xiaoyu patted Dongxu and felt even happier seeing him like this.

After watching Dongxu leave, she called Cuizhi and Cuiling in.

The two little girls looked at each other, and then looked at the little fish with a smile on their faces.

"Your Highness, Master Taifu...he, last night?"

Cuizhi, the brave one, smiled and hesitated to speak.

"You girl."

Seeing this, Xiaoyu smiled and reached out to poke her little head.

Cuizhi covered her head and smiled foolishly, looked at Cuiling, and laughed.

They combed Xiaoyu's hair and washed her, and chose clothes for her.

"From now on, you don't have to call me Master Taifu anymore. You have to call me Master."

Xiaoyu sat on the chair, smiled indifferently, raised her eyebrows and spoke.

When these words were spoken, Cuizhi exclaimed in disbelief.

The two confirmed it again, and it took them a while to digest the news.

Xiaoyu didn't keep the two girls in suspense, but she didn't continue discussing the topic either.

She just calmly let them dress her up.

After all, there is still a tough battle to fight today. The marriage can be discussed later, but Hai Yi will definitely die today.

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【Imperial Palace】

"Morning, Prime Minister."

Hai Yi was dressed in a dark purple official uniform and had an extraordinary bearing. He looked gentle and refined.

Everyone who entered the hall greeted him one after another. Hai Yi was already accustomed to everyone's compliments and goodwill.

He walked calmly into the hall and stood at the head of all officials.

This position, second only to the emperor and above everyone else, is the dream of many people.

Just by standing there, he could look down upon all the officials in the hall, giving people the illusion that he was the only one who could reign supreme.

Every time, it was not until that bright yellow figure appeared that Hai Yi was willing to suppress the illusion in his heart.

All the officials had arrived, and Tang Zhao then walked in slowly.

He sat upright on the majestic and luxurious dragon throne, with an overbearing look in his eyes.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

The officials' homage came as usual, but today Tang Zhao did not ask them to stand up immediately as he did in the past.

He just sat on the dragon chair, glancing at everyone.

All the officials were puzzled, but no one dared to speak out. The hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Dong Xu knelt among the officials, still reviewing what he was going to say next.

He was still a little nervous about saying so much at once.

As the prime minister, Hai Yi had the honor of not having to kneel. He kept his waist half bent, and was puzzled when he saw that Tang Zhao was slow to speak.

He raised his head to look at Tang Zhao sitting on the dragon throne. He was so close to Tang Zhao.

So close that he could see the anger in Tang Zhao's eyes.

But he was so far away from Tang Zhao,

It was so far away that he could only worship and submit.

When Tang Zhao saw Hai Yi look up and look at him calmly, he felt even colder in his heart.

Time passed little by little, and Tang Zhao still didn't let everyone stand up. Hai Yi then felt that something was wrong.

Just at this moment, a eunuch's loud report was suddenly heard outside the hall.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess has arrived~"

Hai Yi's heart suddenly contracted for a moment, and he inexplicably felt a sense of danger when he heard the word "Princess".

Why did this woman suddenly appear?

When did she come back?

He actually came to the court.

The news of the eldest princess' return to the city did not reach his ears. Could it be that she returned to the city secretly?

Hai Yi felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He always felt that there was something strange about her return and was afraid that she came with ill intentions.

"Why is Her Royal Highness the Princess here? This is the imperial court? She is a woman..."

"Yes, the emperor has spoiled her to the point of being too lawless."

Some officials began to discuss in low voices.

"Who is talking? Do you have any opinion about me?"

Xiaoyu's voice suddenly rang out in the hall, with a familiar smile that made people feel afraid.

Hai Yi looked back boldly, only to see a woman in a black python robe.

Tang Xiaoyu curled her lips and chuckled, her eyes calm and majestic. She just looked past the crowd and kept staring at Hai Yi.

Her long hair was tied into an elegant bun, and she wore a golden crown with a dragon, red diamonds, and a symbol of her status.

Her lips are as red as blood and her eyes are as beautiful as a painting.

She walked forward step by step, one step at a time.

Hai Yi just looked at her like that, watching her smiling at him dangerously and charmingly like a poisonous snake.

She walked up step by step, straight past herself, standing above herself, and beside the emperor.

Hai Yi looked straight at Xiao Yu, he sneered, thinking: What is the scenery like at that location? My dear prince.

"Your Highness, the Princess, is here to greet you! May Your Highness live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years."

Only then did all the officials kneel down and pay their respects to Xiaoyu.

After hearing this, Tang Zhao thought to himself, he could live to be 10,000 years old, so why is it that his sister only lives to be 1,000 years old?

Are these people cursing his sister?

He immediately flew into a rage, slammed the dragon throne, and said:

"I am a thousand-year-old man, with a lifespan as long as the heavens. Why can't my sister be the same as me?"

"You are cursing my sister!"

The officials in the hall looked at each other in fear, and Hai Yi was also stunned by Tang Zhao's words.

The eldest princess's status in the emperor's heart is too high.

Do I have to share even the honorific "Long live" with her?

"Your Majesty, I think this is absolutely inappropriate."

"You are the Son of Heaven. Although Your Highness is also a rich man, you cannot surpass Your Majesty."

"This goes against our ancestors' rules, against moral principles, and against the will of heaven."

Hai Yi quickly objected at this time.

Now all the officials came out to dissuade him.

"enough!"

Their chattering gave Tang Zhao a headache, so he slapped the dragon throne hard again, and only then did everyone quiet down.

"Oh, since what you all mean is that Sister cannot surpass me, then I will do as you wish."

"When you kneel down and worship me in the future, you must address me as the Nine Thousand Year Old."

"So everyone has no objection, right?"

"Who else has anything to say?"

Tang Zhao said, questioning in a threatening and dangerous tone,

The look in his eyes was as if he would chop off anyone's head if they objected in the next second.

Hai Yi wanted to say something but swallowed it back. He was just thinking, what is the emperor doing? What is the eldest princess doing?

He knew that he couldn't say anything at this moment. The emperor was angry, but he would not give up.

How can the title of "Nine Thousand Years Old" be used on a real person?

After the court session, he would certainly unite with other officials to impeach His Highness, and would make sure that His Highness would not dare to leave the palace.

Seeing that no one stood up to object, Tang Zhao felt much more satisfied.

He thought, if ten thousand years isn't enough, then nine thousand years would be the next.

If my sister died at the age of a thousand, how long would it take for me to survive this curse of living for ten thousand years?

Then let him live for nine thousand years. My sister will leave him later, giving him a thousand years to endure.

After we're done, we'll meet again, okay?