The daughter of the emperor is beautiful and holds the power over the world

Si Yan looked back at Duke Pei. Her grandfather asked this question to test her strength and see if she really had an idea.

After all, she had just killed the King of Southwest. If she acted recklessly, it would likely lead Daxuan down a path of no return.

Si Yan smiled faintly: "My Daxuan's 200,000 new soldiers are not vegetarians."

Her elder brother Si Qingshan has been training new recruits for a year. This army is not the same as Daxuan's previous army.

If anyone in Daxuan dares to act rashly now, the imperial court will crush them.

Duke Pei opened his lips and was about to speak when Si Yan changed the subject: "Of course, there's no need for the imperial court to send troops to these two small-time princes."

Duke Pei: ...

Small minions and princes?

Duke Pei was stunned for a moment and said nothing more. He knew that the girl already had an idea in her mind.

Si Yan looked at everyone and said, "My Lords, if you have nothing else to do, please go back first. General Ling will stay."

"I'm taking my leave." The ministers bowed to the emperor and slowly left the hall.

Ling Yuefeng stayed and looked at the girl he had watched grow up sitting next to His Majesty. It felt like a dream.

He never imagined that the little girl with two pigtails would now become the regent queen of Daxuan.

"Your Majesty, Uncle Ling, I have something to tell you."

Ling Yuefeng and Qi Ziyu were both stunned, not knowing what Si Yan wanted to tell them in private.

Ling Yuefeng looked at the girl. Ah Yan called him Uncle Ling, which sounded like a private matter.

Si Yan looked at the two of them and said, "Brother Mo Ran is still alive. I will go and pick him up in person after a while."

To Yu Si Yan, Ling Mo Ran is like a biological brother. Brother Mo Ran has taken care of her since she was a child.

"Girl, what did you say?" Ling Yuefeng's pupils trembled, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Uncle Ling, you heard right, Brother Mo Ran is still alive."

In an instant, Ling Yuefeng couldn't help but burst into tears. Mo Ran was still alive?

Qi Ziyu also sat up straight, his body trembling slightly. When he was guarding Beiyan Pass, Mo Ran was the bravest general under his command.

After he was transferred back to the imperial court, Mo Ran had been guarding Beiyan Pass. Later, he died in battle at Beiyan Pass...

I didn't expect Mo Ran to still be alive.

"Ayan, where is Mo Ran?" Qi Ziyu looked excited.

Ling Moran was once his closest person, and they had a deep comradeship and were as close as brothers.

Si Yan spoke slowly, "Brother Mo Ran is in Beimang Country. We have captured the crown prince of Beimang Country and want to exchange him for ten cities and...Brother Mo Ran."

Si Yan had already told Qi Ziyu about the matter of the ten cities, but Ling Moran's matter was only mentioned today.

Qi Ziyu was excited: "Ayan, I want to go pick up Mo Ran in person..."

Si Yan paused: "Your Majesty, Uncle Ling, you must be mentally prepared. Although Brother Mo Ran is still alive, it may not be..."

"Not necessarily what?" Ling Yuefeng's expression tightened.

“It doesn’t necessarily mean it’s in good shape.”

Ever since he knew that Ling Moran was still alive, Boya arranged for people from Yayue Pavilion to investigate. In the past few days, news came from Yayue Pavilion, and the result was not optimistic.

Ling Yuefeng and Qi Ziyu were both stunned, their eyes dimming.

Yes, Mo Ran has been captured in Beimang Country for these years. Even if he didn't die, I'm afraid he would...

Ling Yuefeng choked up and said, "As long as Mo Ran is still alive, it's fine. As long as he's alive..."

"Uncle Ling, my opinion is that as soon as Brother Mo Ran returns to the country, he and His Majesty should go to the top of Cloud Cliff to recuperate."

"Girl, do you know something? What happened to Mo Ran?"

Ling Yuefeng's eyes were red and his lips were trembling as he looked at Si Yan.

"Brother Mo Ran, maybe... he doesn't recognize people anymore." Si Yan opened his lips, but ultimately didn't say that Ling Mo Ran might have become mentally ill.

It felt like a knife was inserted into Ling Yuefeng's heart, stirring his stomach.

He couldn't help but burst into tears. After a long while, he spoke in a hoarse voice: "No matter what he becomes, he is still my son."

Qi Ziyu's eyes also turned red: "Ayan, I'll go with you to pick up Mo Ran and recuperate together..."

"Okay." Si Yan nodded and said nothing more.

Ling Yuefeng walked out of the hall tremblingly, and Qi Ziyu also covered his chest and went to the inner hall to rest.

Only Si Yan and Boya were left in the outer hall. Boya poured Si Yan a cup of tea, and Si Yan drank it in one gulp.

"Ayan, should I have someone deliver all the news about Yayue Pavilion to the palace from now on?"

"Yes." Si Yan nodded, "There is one more thing I need your people to do."

"Okay." Boya smiled slightly, "I've recently recruited some talented people, and I'll see if I can use them."

"King Wu and King Han are the two princes most likely to rebel. Send two capable men to sow discord between them, so that they become suspicious of each other and cannot unite."

As long as these two people don't join forces, it will be a drizzle, and preventing them from joining forces is just a matter of sowing discord.

"I understand, Yan."

This is an easy task. Just two letters will make King Wu think that King Han has exposed his rebellion.

At the same time, he made the King of Han believe that King Wu had exposed his rebellion, and the two would become mortal enemies.

In the next few days, Si Yan handled government affairs in the palace, and all the memorials he processed would be handed over to Qi Ziyu for review.

After reading the memorial reviewed by Si Yan, Qi Ziyu was simply astonished.

Not to mention letting Ayan take charge of the government, even if he wanted Ayan to be the emperor in his place, Ayan could do it.

Qi Ziyu found it hard to imagine how Ah Yan could be so knowledgeable about state affairs if he had never dealt with these matters before.

Perhaps, Ayan is really a genius sent from heaven!

Qi Ziyu pondered for a long time, and now he had nothing to worry about.

If Daxuan is handed over to Ayan, it will not only be safe but also become more powerful.

Qi Ziyu stopped looking at the memorials beside the bed. He lay down gently on the bed and had the most peaceful sleep he had ever had.

Si Ru passed by the emperor's bed, gently picked up the memorials on the bedside, and tucked the quilt for Qi Ziyu.

It's strange that Your Majesty has always had trouble sleeping, but today he slept very soundly.

Si Ru walked outside and saw Si Yan still processing memorials: "Sister Yan, His Majesty has fallen asleep..."

Si Ru's eyebrows curved, and a rare smile appeared in her eyes.

"Yes." Si Yan nodded, "Your Majesty will be able to go to the top of Cloud Cliff to recuperate soon."

"Really? Sister."

"of course."

"That's great." The little girl suppressed her excitement. As long as His Majesty could leave this cannibalistic palace, he would be well.

However, will anything happen to my sister living in this palace?

Si Ru paused, then looked up at Si Yan: "Sister Yan, people are eaten in this palace. If His Majesty and I leave, you have to be careful."

Si Yan's expression softened as she looked at the worried woman in front of her: "Silly girl, I know."