The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

The envoy of Shanshan walked into the hall and knelt down. The singing and dancing in the hall stopped, and everyone's eyes were focused. The envoy of Shanshan raised a scimitar above his head. The scimitar was completely black, with only the handle inlaid with a purple-red gemstone, which symbolized the supreme power of Shanshan. There was also an exquisite wooden box in his left hand.

"Your Majesty, the Supreme Queen of Great Xia, the envoy of Shanshan, the younger brother of the King of Shanshan—Henu, obeying the order of my brother, I have crossed thousands of miles of quicksand, trodden through nine layers of wind and snow, and with the utmost sincerity, I present myself to the Emperor.

Contained in this box is a letter written by my brother, the king, with the 'Shanshan Golden Seal' on it, which expresses the majesty of Her Majesty the Queen of Daxia, who is as majestic as 'Kunlun' and as profound as 'the vast ocean'.

Shanshan is willing to be loyal to Daxia and Her Majesty the Queen of Daxia until death, with everlasting respect and loyalty."

Shanshan is the largest of several small countries in the entire west. Three years ago, the agricultural policy implemented by Liang Chongyue achieved great success. He accidentally saw on the system panel that the gems unearthed from several small countries in the west that were very poor were very beautiful.

In comparison, the monarchs of several small countries in the west lived worse than the high-ranking officials and wealthy families in Daxia.

Liang Chongyue sent an envoy to Shanshan to impart various agricultural policy experiences. Shanshan was a big country among the small countries in the west. After several exchanges of letters between Liang Chongyue and the king of Shanshan, the envoys brought back countless western specialties when they returned.

Mutually beneficial, Liang Chongyue has won great popularity among the small countries in the west. According to rumors among the western countries, she is a god from heaven.

It was precisely because she received the inheritance from heaven that she was able to break the long-standing system of succession by princes in this vast land of the continent and become the first empress in the world.

Liang Chongyue was not surprised that Shanshan would take such action today.

His eyes swept over Yuchi Lan who was following Minglang closely. This was the difference in vision between the monarchs of a country.

Xiaowan has such a "highly intelligent" monarch, and she doesn't need to take action, and it won't last long.

"This sword is called 'Eagle Crossing'. The blade is made of meteorite iron, tempered for a hundred years by the fire of Shanshan's Sacred Mountain. The hilt is inlaid with the 'Heart of the Holy Flame', mined from the summit of the sacred mountain and bathed in the earth's fire two years ago. It is the symbol of Shanshan's supreme royal power and immortal fighting spirit, and both are national treasures passed down from generation to generation."

As Henu spoke, he raised his hand higher. He was tall and mighty, and just by kneeling and raising his hand, the sword was already much taller than the palace servants waiting on the side.

"Today, my brother the King wishes to present the 'Flying Eagle' to Her Majesty the Queen of Great Xia. Wherever this blade points, our Shanshan army of hundreds of thousands will follow. With this blade as a pledge, our Shanshan nation will forever guard the westernmost gate for Her Majesty the Queen of Great Xia. Anyone who violates the majesty of Great Xia will have their eyes pecked out by the 'Eagle's Beak' and their bones crushed by the 'Fiery Fire'."

After speaking these powerful words, Henu, with his hands still raised high, slowly lowered his head, prostrating himself deeply, his forehead touching the ground, his voice as heavy as iron:

Shanshan respectfully wishes Her Majesty the Queen of Daxia:

May the Holy Body rest in peace forever, and may the power of Heaven remain forever!

The sun and the moon shine together, and the country will prosper forever!"

As usual, Ping'an wanted to go forward and take the sword for His Majesty. When he turned around and waited for His Majesty's signal, he saw His Majesty's eyes passed over him and fell on Prince Bao who was sitting below.

An extremely slight glance.

Minglang had been paying attention to everything in the palace, and naturally did not miss the hint in the Queen Mother's eyes, but at the moment of confirmation, he suddenly felt nervous about being entrusted with an important task by the Queen Mother.

In the past, she had often fantasized, under the explicit and implicit suggestions of her mother and grandmother, that one day she would truly gain the recognition of her mother, take over the heavy imperial power from her mother, sit in her mother's position, and think about the affairs of the people in the world.

Although this day has not actually arrived, today is the day when all nations come to congratulate her. Witnessed by envoys from various countries, this is the most straightforward recognition from the Queen Mother.

Suppressing the surging emotions in her heart, Minglang took a deep breath and slowly stood up. Her dark golden court dress shone brilliantly under the bright lights, and her step-shaking ornaments trembled slightly. She walked steadily, step by step, onto the imperial steps and stood in front of the Queen Mother's Dragon Throne.

The entire Xuande Hall fell silent, and the people below even stopped pretending to toast each other. All eyes were focused on the heir to the vast empire who was so young that he had not yet reached the age of marriage.

Minglang stretched out his hands, his fingertips trembling slightly in his sleeves, and he took the letter of credence and the precious sword from the Shanshan envoy with the most standard court etiquette.

Her voice was clear, and she tried to imitate the Queen Mother's calmness, and it echoed clearly in the hall:

"Liang Minglang, the Prince of the Celestial Empire, accepts your tribute letter on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor.

May the diplomatic relations between the two countries be forever strong and may we share the blessings of the Celestial Empire."

Liang Chongyue sat leaning on the dragon throne, a satisfied and relieved smile in her eyes. Her not-so-tall figure under the imperial desk looked a little immature, but her manners were dignified and her words were appropriate. Against the backdrop of her mountain-like majesty, she also revealed the clear voice of a young phoenix and the majesty of the future that could not be ignored.

As expected, practice pays off.

When the Shanshan envoy raised his eyes, he met the gaze of the Prince of Daxia. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he bowed even deeper.

"May the diplomatic relations between our two countries be forever strong, and may we share the blessings of the Celestial Empire."

Liang Chongyue's gaze behind her pearl fell on Mingliang's straight back. No one could see her expression, but everyone in the hall felt a silent approval and expectation.

The court officials of Daxia put aside their previous worries. Like mother, like daughter. With Her Majesty the Queen around, how could Prince Bao be an ordinary person?

The future of Daxia is slowly unfolding its solemn corner under these brilliant lights and the witness of all nations.

As Minglang returned to his seat, the sounds of singing and dancing began to rise again, and the banquet resumed.

But anyone who pays attention will be able to notice that the atmosphere in the Xuande Hall is different from before. A silent message about the transfer of power and the future structure has been conveyed to everyone along with the scene just now.

Liang Chongyue's sharp gaze pierced through the liuzhu and looked at everyone in the hall. She believed that the scene just now had been deeply engraved in the hearts of everyone present.

The grand spectacle of all nations coming to pay tribute tonight not only demonstrates the power of Daxia and its unparalleled authority, but also foreshadows the tenacity of Daxia's royal bloodline and the dawn of its inheritance.

Minglang returned to her seat with the letter of credence and the precious sword. The turmoil in her heart had not yet completely calmed down. The dead object in her hand seemed to have temperature, and it made her palms sweaty.

"Your Highness, can you show me these two treasures?"

Yuchi Lan's eyes had been following the person next to her since she stood up. Seeing that she was still shining in front of Her Majesty the Queen of Daxia, the discomfort in her body disappeared at that moment, and her heart couldn't help but beat faster.

It was originally his father's desperate attempt, but it made him happy in this life. It was just a sterilization medicine that lasted for a year. He didn't believe that Prince Bao would be willing to let him continue to drink those bitter things when he really loved him so much. He was probably more anxious than him to have a child of their own.

Even if Her Majesty the Queen was present, she would not allow him to become Prince Bao's legal husband. But as long as Prince Bao only had him in his heart, even if the Queen came, she could not change anything. Even if she disliked him, she had to accept that he had fascinated her daughter and she could not live without him.