Both worlds are like dreams

Mo Xingyue could not enter without an imperial edict, so he stayed outside waiting, and did not forget to remind Xue Huang to pay attention to her image.

Xue Huang thought that she didn't have to worry at all. She looked at the magnificent Tai'an Palace in front of her and stepped onto the stairs step by step. This was not the first time she had seen a palace. She walked very familiarly and naturally. She had lived in the palace of Dongchu for a while before and had met many princesses. She was quite familiar with the etiquette and other things, but she just found it troublesome.

At the entrance of the palace, the eunuch shouted at the top of his voice: "Your Highness the Fifth Prince, Princess Changle, and the Prince of Jingguo are here to see you."

When Xue Huang stepped into the palace, everyone's eyes were almost on her.

As for Princess Changle, she had impressed the civil and military officials of the court three years ago. After all, she had the peerless grace of the free and easy sword dance, and then challenged the top master of Xiyue, indirectly winning the victory for Beiling. Now she entered the city to rescue Muhua City when it was in danger, not only controlling the plague, but also capturing the enemy general alive in front of the 100,000-strong army, forcing Tianqi to retreat.

So some people looked at her with exploration and curiosity, some with admiration and respect, some with suspicion and disbelief, but most of these looks were filled with a touch of amazement.

Because the woman in the ice-blue dress was so beautiful that she didn't seem like a mortal. She had a beautiful face, pure and innocent. Her eyes were as black as ink, as if she could see the stars and the sea in them. She was stunningly beautiful even without makeup. Her lotus steps moved lightly, and her every move was charming, but she was also cold and distant, as noble as a fairy who was isolated from the world on the top of a sacred mountain of ice and snow.

Xue Huang stepped forward calmly and saluted under the gazes of everyone, "Changle pays respect to His Majesty the Emperor."

"Everyone, stand up." The emperor waved his hand to signal them to stand up.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Xue Huang stood up and looked at Emperor Bei Ling sitting on the dragon throne with her clear eyes. A hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.

This was the first time she met Emperor Bei Ling. This emperor, who was obviously in his prime, had mostly gray hair. Although his eyes were sharp, his face seemed to reveal a hint of fatigue.

Xue Huang did not see any similarities between his face and that of Prince Mo Ruilin and the other princes. It seemed that they all took after their mother's appearance.

It was also the first time that Emperor Ling saw her. There was a hint of inquiry in his eyes, "Are you Wei Xuehuang?"

"Your Majesty, that's right."

"I don't know why, but when I saw you, I felt like you looked familiar."

Mo Ruilin's eyes deepened slightly, and he said, "Father, Xingyue Zeng once painted a snow phoenix in his paintings. You have seen it before, so you think it is familiar, right?"

"Maybe." Emperor Ling did not say anything else, but began to praise Xue Huang, "General Lu and Lao Wu have already told me all about the good deeds you did in Muhua City. You have such a chivalrous heart and courage at such a young age. You are worthy of being a descendant of Guigu."

"Your Majesty, thank you for the compliment." Xue Huang replied. "Since Xue Huang has been appointed as a princess and is worshipped by the people, I should fulfill my responsibilities as a princess and do my best to protect the people."

A glimmer of praise flashed across the Emperor Ling's eyes. "You have a holy heart, pure as ice and jade, which is rare. You deserve to be rewarded. But you already have the title of princess... How do you think we should reward you?"

Everyone looked left and right, but no one had any good ideas for a moment.

Emperor Ling saw that no one had any useful suggestions, so he looked at Xue Huang and said, "In that case, if you have any wishes, you can speak up and I can satisfy you."

"Your Majesty, I haven't made up my mind yet. Can I keep it for now?"

Emperor Ling laughed loudly, "By the time you have thought it through, you won't have this chance anymore."

Xue Huang was conflicted for a moment. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to meet such a generous emperor, but she really hadn't thought it through.

Seeing that she really couldn't think of anything, Emperor Ling said, "In that case, considering that you have saved countless lives and saved Beiling and Tianqi from war, I will grant you a gold medal of immunity from death. No one in Beiling can harm your life, and you can pass it down from generation to generation."

When these words were spoken, the court was shocked and all the ministers began to discuss in a low voice. This was a scene that had never happened in Bei Ling's court before.

Xue Huang really didn't expect this, but this golden medal of immunity from death was indeed a huge reward. With it in hand, she could protect many people she cared about.

She was about to kneel down to express her gratitude when she heard someone speak in a cold and majestic voice, "Your Majesty."

As soon as this voice came out, the court immediately fell silent.

Xue Huang looked with everyone else. Standing at the front of the line of military commanders was the noble King of Cold Xi, Mo Yunchen. His expression was as cold as ice and snow, like an ice block that no one should enter. She had noticed that he had been looking at her for a long time since she came in, but she ignored him. At this time, his eyes were looking forward, and no one knew what he was looking at, as if everything that happened in the court had nothing to do with him.

Standing behind him was the powerful General Shen Congfeng.

It was also the first time that Xue Huang saw his true face. She had only heard that he looked fierce and ordinary people would be scared away when they saw him. But in fact, he was just an ordinary-looking middle-aged man in his forties. If he was scary, it was probably because of the scar on his face, his sharp wolf-like eyes, and his aura.

His scar was at the corner of his eye. Although it was not very obvious, it stretched across his upper and lower eyelids. If the person who hurt him had used a little more force, his left eye would have been broken. But because of this scar, his cold eyes became even more terrifying. In addition, he was quite tall, wearing a black robe and armor. Just standing there, he was full of murderous intent.

The person who just spoke was none other than General Dingguo.

"General Shen, do you have anything to say?" When Emperor Ling heard him speak, he felt his temples throbbing.

"In my opinion, a reward like the golden medal of immunity from death is too valuable. Your Majesty, please consider it carefully." Shen Congfeng said coldly.

As soon as he opened his mouth, many civil officials and military generals agreed with him, thinking that what he said made sense.

At this time, the second prince Mo Zhenyu stepped forward and said, "General Shen, Princess Changle's good deeds in Muhua City have won the hearts of the people. She also drove the troops away from Tianqi, which is a merit recorded in history. How can she not receive this golden medal of immunity from death?"

Xue Huang felt guilty listening to his praises and stood there silently without saying a word. From the corner of her eye she noticed that there was a kind-looking old man among the civil servants looking at her, so she turned to look at him and let them argue over there.