Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

Qi Zhaodi pushed open the door and saw someone's cold back.

If he remembered correctly, this guy was about to turn twenty-nine.

Although he reigned for only ten years, Emperor Xihui was on the battlefield almost every year, and he made an indelible contribution to the growth of the State of Chu.

"Emperor Chu deliberately waited here, but is there something else that he hasn't finished?"

This guy has finally gotten what he wanted. Why doesn't he go back to his country to reorganize his rear and stay in Shangli?

Mu Lanxun turned around and bowed. To him, Emperor Qi Zhao was still his elder after all.

"Your Majesty, I have never had any improper thoughts about Shang Li. What happened before... was my fault. The Chu Kingdom is willing to make some compensation. Please feel free to speak."

He spoke sincerely and his attitude was humble. At this moment, he was handsome and his eyes were deep.

Emperor Qi Zhao finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had indeed been narrow-minded back then, but he had paid the price for it. It was hard to say that Shangli's current disaster was not due to his extending a hand that should not have been extended...

He had also heard about the miserable fate of the former emperor of Chu State. Now he was able to protect his country and himself. The reason was hard to explain in a few words.

"Your Majesty Chu, you are too kind. I was greedy back then..." He paused here and continued.

"Emperor Chu is a dragon among men. With you leading the people, the country will surely be peaceful and prosperous every year."

Emperor Qi Zhao also bowed. To him, the people selected by Li You were also his "elders".

Since he recognizes Li You, he naturally has to recognize him as well. Besides, he won't suffer any loss. It's really a matter of time!

"Your Majesty..." A soft voice sounded, and his heart suddenly trembled, and he looked up.

Feng Xili didn't know when she was standing beside Mu Lanxun, looking at him with tears in her eyes, and the people next to her suddenly turned their eyes away. The deep affection in their eyes made him feel very relieved.

I didn't expect that the beads in the dragon vein could have such a magical creation. It was as if it was destined. This soul from another world really saved Shang Li unintentionally.

My ancestral teachings never deceive me.

"Liyou, if you don't mind, I am willing to adopt you as my daughter, name you Princess Heyou, and establish friendly relations with the Chu Kingdom."

The identity of "Princess Liyou" could no longer be used. After all, he had recognized her as "Princess" before, so it was understandable that he recognized her as "Princess Heyou" now.

Feng Xili smiled secretly, this old fox, he wants to get rid of this problem once and for all!

She tilted her head and looked at the person next to her. His radiant and affectionate gaze almost drowned her. Her cheeks flushed slightly, but she still reached out and held his palm.

"What do you say, Your Majesty Emperor Chu?" she asked mischievously.

Mu Lanxun felt the softness in her palm and forced a sincere smile.

"It is my honor to marry Princess Heyou of Shangli. I promise that you will be the only queen and the only one in the harem."

He took her hand in his palm, placed it to his lips, and gently kissed her slender fingertips, his eyes never leaving hers for a moment.

There was a glimmer of light in Feng Xili's eyes, and she just smiled gently.

Emperor Qi Zhao stood there awkwardly. These two were too sweet. He cleared his throat uncomfortably.

Mu Lanxun glanced at him indifferently and said, "Xi'er herself will not stay here. I'll trouble Your Majesty to take care of Princess You's matter."

The implication was that he had to do what he was supposed to do, and do it properly. As long as the "person" was sent in a grand manner, and Princess You married into the Chu State, and she became the queen of a country, as long as she was alive, there would be no more war in Shangli for a hundred years.

However, after parting today, I am afraid that we may never see each other again in this life. Someone will not let him run around, and these two people probably don’t want to see each other again.

After Emperor Qi Zhao left, the entire Rong Le Village became a little quieter. Mu Lanxun glanced coldly at Yuan Feng's suddenly disappearing figure, gently pushed the petite person under the swing, listened to her silver bell-like laughter, and felt that he had nothing else to ask for in this life.

Yuan Feng, who was hiding aside, held his chest and sweated. The secret letter in his hand was almost soaked with cold sweat. The King Kang in the Chu Palace cried for his parents every day, hoping that the real owner would come back and replace him.

It’s a pity that the real owner said that he wanted to spend more time with his wife and that no one was allowed to disturb them unless the country was about to be destroyed.

If it were anyone else, under such turmoil, the Chu State would have been in chaos or torn apart. However, Emperor Xihui's iron-blooded tactics for more than a decade had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the murder not long ago had taught everyone a vivid lesson.

The occasional prominent figures would disappear after just a few days, and would be demoted, executed, or punished for various crimes.

Even if Emperor Xihui was not in the palace, the guillotine in the palace never stopped.

Yuan Feng took a few deep breaths and quickly stuffed the secret letter in his hand back into his arms. It was still a long way from the country's demise, so let the master have a rest.

"Axun! Higher! Higher!!"

Feng Xili's bright and sunny laughter echoed in the wind. Mu Lanxun squinted his eyes and looked at the cheerful and unrestrained person in front of him. The loneliness of more than ten years disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by happiness in his heart and eyes.

When he was fifteen, he broke into her wedding hall just to repay his sister's kindness. He didn't want her to fall into the swamp of misfortune. He never thought that he would find this happiness for himself.

Feng Xili seemed to be aware of the burning gaze of the person behind her. The wind in her ears was scorching hot, burning her sanity. She suddenly shouted loudly.

"Mu Lanxun... I love you... I love you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she exclaimed.

"what!"