The queen is sober in the world, and she is winning every step of the palace fight.

"Where's Qu Bing? Where's the enemy?!"

The emperor shuddered and grabbed Fei Wan's wrist tightly.

However, even though he used all his strength, he was actually only holding it lightly. The injuries, the running around, and the effects of the medicine made him extremely weak.

Fei Wan gently pushed his hand away and continued to wipe his face gently.

"Your Majesty, we have won the battle. The enemy has been routed. General Gongsun has reorganized his forces and is dispatching troops to hunt down the fleeing enemy. They will be wiped out soon."

"Many people died. The civilians of Sigu Town and the surrounding areas, court officials, palace servants and guards, and many, many soldiers. There were elderly people, children. Some died painfully, some died quickly, but seeing their bodies, their families, colleagues, and comrades-in-arms were deeply saddened."

"Your Majesty, are you in pain?"

Fei Wan's smile is like a mandala quietly placed in the dark night, beautiful and dangerous.

After the initial shock, a chill crept up the emperor's spine.

He opened his mouth and wanted to call out "Wanwan", but failed.

The woman before him was still beautiful, with neatly arranged hair and shimmering jewels. But something was completely different from before.

She made him feel strange and frightened.

Her smile had soothed his heart and nourished his eyes like a spring breeze countless times before, but at this moment, he would rather she didn't smile.

"Your Majesty, are you in pain?"

He heard her ask again.

And answered for him.

"You should be feeling pain. Because, most of those deceased guards, court officials, clan members, and nobles were your confidants, your vassals, those you carefully cultivated. In the past few days, they have died. The court structure you painstakingly built has been completely destroyed."

"Your Majesty, I have promoted a number of people, both civil officials and military generals. I have also selected some relatives and nobles, assigning them various tasks, both light and heavy, to give them the opportunity to make a name for themselves and achieve great things. They are very supportive of me. They say that I have fulfilled the duties of the Son of Heaven and have lived up to your Majesty's trust. Does this pain you?"

"I think so. Because from the very beginning, Your Majesty trusted me and gave me power because you trusted no one else but me, an 'orphan' whose family had no support and whose humble origins could only depend on you. The Zhenguo Mansion is already dead in name only, yet you still harbor suspicions about the Empress, elevating me to a delicate balance. Your Majesty has maintained this balance your entire life, and now you can only lie here, listening to these outrageous words from me. Does it pain you?"

Fei Wan's tone was so gentle.

Every word and sentence struck the emperor's heart like thunder.

"Yu! You! You..."

He raised his hand to point at her, but his arm was shaking.

He wanted to get up and push her away, but he was too weak.

He wanted to shout for someone to arrest her, but found that his voice was so weak.

He turned his head to look for the palace maid.

In the room, only Cao Bin was standing quietly in the corner, holding a whisk, like a sculpture.

In an instant the emperor suddenly understood.

This old guy betrayed him!

Almost in an instant, the emperor calmed down.

He changed his expression and looked at Fei Wan gently.

Just as tenderly as she looked at him.

"Wanwan, you've worked hard. Are you tired? I know these are just your angry words. I failed to protect you and scared you. When we return to the capital, I will make you Queen as a reward for your acting duties. You are my most beloved woman, and that will never change. I will stand shoulder to shoulder with you on the throne, and sit facing south. I will have the Ministry of Rites draft an edict and confer the titles: I will be the Emperor of Heaven, and you the Empress of Heaven. We will grow old together and create a prosperous era for Daliang."

He spoke without pausing.

He was exhausted and his voice was weak, but he refused to stop.

He was afraid that if he stopped, Fei Wan would suddenly turn against him.

He must try his best to nip in the bud the possibility of her turning against him, maintain superficial peace, and wait for a turnaround.

Otherwise, he would have no one to rely on at this time, even Cao Bin had betrayed him, and he was afraid that he would be "seriously injured and unable to recover."

"Emperor of Heaven, Empress of Heaven? Such noble titles." Fei Wan repeated his words and asked softly, "Your Majesty, do you really want to honor me like this?"

"Yes, Wanwan, this is not flattery, this is what you deserve. You have done so much for me, you saved my life, you acted on my behalf, you deserve the most honorable title!"

The emperor spoke weakly and decisively.

"it is good."

Fei Wan nodded, threw away the handkerchief, stood up, went to the desk to grind the paper, and prepared the imperial seal.

"Cao Bin, help me lift him up."

Cao Bin accepted the order silently, stepped forward, lifted up the emperor, and together with Fei Wan, brought the emperor to sit in front of the table.

Let him write his decree now.

Several thoughts quickly flashed through the emperor's mind.

Now that he had written an imperial decree to elevate Yu to the position of Empress, would she kill him immediately?!

He didn't know why the gentle and lovely Wanwan, who had risked her life for him in the cave, had suddenly become like this. He had no time to think, only to focus on dealing with the crisis.

What if I don’t write?

Yu will write it for him, absolutely!

He suddenly remembered that long ago, Fei Wan was copying the calligraphy he wrote for her with admiration on her face. Could it be that at that time, she...

The coolness spreads from the soles of the feet to the top of the head.

The emperor chose to comply with Fei Wan's wishes first and calm her down.

He picked up the pen and began to write his will weakly and crookedly.

Just after he started, Fei Wan asked him to rewrite it.

"I don't want to be the queen. This title belongs to Sister Yan. Write about the Queen of Heaven, the Queen of Heaven who sits facing south with you."

The emperor did as he was told and started over again.

The decree was simple and clear, without the flourishes and ornateness of the imperial edicts drafted by civil officials, but Fei Wan was very satisfied. The emperor couldn't lift the seal, so Fei Wan held his hand and stamped the decree with the red imperial seal.

"Your Majesty, you have worked hard. Lie down and take care of your health. You will sit facing south tomorrow. You must be fully refreshed."

Fei Wan and Cao Bin helped the emperor back to the couch.

Cover him with a blanket.

Caring for her tenderly and meticulously.

"Your Majesty, there are still many things waiting for me to deal with, so I will not accompany you."

Fei Wan respectfully said goodbye.

The door opened and closed, and the room fell into a dull silence.

The emperor rested for a long time, recovered some strength, and turned to look at Cao Bin who was standing in the corner of the room.

"come here."

Cao Bin approached silently, "Your Majesty, what is the matter?"

Meeting his gaze, the emperor immediately swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

He originally wanted to persuade Cao Bin to regain his loyalty, but Cao Bin's indifference chilled the emperor's heart.

"Let the concubines come and serve me. I want to see them." He changed his words at the last minute.

Cao Bin bowed and asked, "Who do you want to see?"

"Everyone."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Cao Bin walked to the door and gave an order, asking his palace servants to call the palace concubines, "Anyone who is willing to serve, please come here."

Concubines arrived one after another.

After two quarters of an hour, no one came. The emperor counted and found that there were only nine people in the room.

"Is everyone else dead?" he asked.

Cao Bin said, "Your Majesty, there are still eighteen ladies and young ladies here. Some are injured, some are sick, some are afraid of being executed again, and some are helping the Imperial Concubine. That's why only nine have come."

The emperor tolerated Cao Bin's rudeness.

He lost no time and glanced at the nine concubines.

Finally, he pointed at a girl in an orange dress and said, "You stay."