On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

The door opened slowly.

The candlelight leaked through the crack in the door, casting a long, narrow shadow in the courtyard.

The leader of the men in black charged ahead, his long sword raised high, his face filled with the ecstatic joy of impending victory.

He could almost see the image of that high and mighty vixen being beheaded by his own blade.

The reward promised by the three great families was enough for him to live a life of wealth and luxury for the rest of his life.

But the next second, his smile froze on his face.

Standing at the door was not a panicked empress, but a young man with a smile on his face.

Lin Zhen.

He leaned casually against the door frame, holding a steaming cup of tea in his hand, looking as relaxed as if he were admiring the moon in his own backyard.

"That's it?"

Lin Zhen took a small sip of tea, her tone full of disappointment.

"I thought the three great families would send someone decent."

The leader of the men in black was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage.

"court death!"

He swung his knife at Lin Zhen's head.

Lin Zhen didn't even try to dodge; she simply raised two fingers and gently pinched him.

Clang——!

The long sword was held between his fingers, remaining completely still.

The leader of the men in black's pupils shrank sharply, as if he had been welded to Lin Zhen's hand and was completely unable to move.

"You... are you a human or a ghost?!"

For the first time, fear appeared in his voice.

"I?"

Lin Zhen loosened his grip, and the long sword clattered to the ground.

He didn't answer, but simply looked up at the night sky and whistled.

The clear and melodious whistle echoed in the night sky.

The leader of the men in black felt a jolt of fear, a sense of foreboding washing over him.

Then, countless torches suddenly lit up in the woods surrounding the post station.

"kill!"

A deafening roar resounded from all directions.

Thousands of Daqian soldiers rushed out of the woods, spears in hand, and formed a battle formation, completely surrounding the post station.

The leader of the men in black turned pale; it turned out that they had been the prey from the very beginning.

"How could you possibly have known we were coming?!"

"because."

Lin Zhen put down her teacup, and the smile on her face gradually faded.

“From the moment you decided to take action, it was already part of our plan.”

He stepped out of the room, his deep eyes filled with icy killing intent.

"The three great families, do you really think you're hiding your true strength? Your every move is under my watchful eye." Murong Yan's voice came from the room.

She slowly walked to Lin Zhen's side. Her extremely dark phoenix descending to earth dress, illuminated by the firelight, made the giant phoenix on the skirt seem to come alive, its phoenix eyes open, looking down at the ants below.

"Kill without mercy."

She only said three words.

His voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.

"Yes!"

Yue Fei gave the order.

The soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty surged forward like a tidal wave.

The men in black fought desperately, but their numbers were negligible in the face of this massive army, especially since they had already exhausted most of their strength from the previous battles.

In less than fifteen minutes, the courtyard was filled with corpses.

The air was thick with an overwhelming stench of blood.

……

The next morning.

When the first ray of sunlight illuminated the entire post station.

Yue Fei handed the prepared intelligence to Lin Zhen.

"Your Highness, everything has been investigated." His voice carried a hint of barely suppressed anger. "Those assassins from last night were kept by the Yuan family of Runan."

"The Yuan family of Runan?" Lin Zhen raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.

“That’s right.” Yue Fei nodded. “The Yuan family is a powerful clan that has produced four generations of high-ranking officials. Their disciples and former officials are all over the country, and they hold a pivotal position in the court of the Great Qian Dynasty.”

"They have always been dissatisfied with Your Majesty's ascension to the throne as a woman, and have been secretly colluding with Prince Cheng for a long time."

"I never imagined they would be so audacious as to openly attempt to assassinate His Majesty and the Prince within the capital region!" Yue Fei's voice was filled with murderous intent.

"As expected." Lin Zhen took the intelligence report, glanced at it casually, and tossed it aside.

"It seems our plan to lure the snake out of its hole was very successful."

He turned his head and looked at the blue cloth carriage that was still parked in the courtyard.

"Yan'er, it's time to get up, we're going home."

……

Two days later.

The capital city was packed with people outside the Zhuque Gate.

Hundreds of thousands of Beijing residents spontaneously came here.

They eagerly awaited the return of Her Majesty the Empress, who would personally lead her army to conquer the northern deserts.

Chenshi.

When that well-disciplined army appeared on the horizon.

The entire area outside the Vermilion Bird Gate was in an uproar!

"He's back! His Majesty is back!"

"Long live the Great Qian Dynasty! Long live the Emperor!"

A deafening roar of cheers echoed throughout the entire capital!

Countless people knelt on the ground and performed the grand ceremony of three bows and nine kowtows to the slowly approaching procession.

Their faces were filled with genuine joy.

At the very front of the group were Lin Zhen and Murong Yan.

Today, Murong Yan changed into her full court attire.

In addition to the extremely dark black phoenix descending to earth dress, she was draped in a magnificent shawl embroidered with a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix.

The ultimate black and gold, under the morning sunlight, reflects an aura of majesty that is almost too dazzling to look directly at.

The five-zhang-long continuous tail glided silently across the wide Zhuque Avenue.

Like a black galaxy woven from authority and majesty.

On the hem of her skirt, a colossal phoenix woven from real gold thread shone brightly in the sunlight, its eyes sparkling with lifelike detail, as if it were about to spread its wings and soar into the heavens at any moment, overlooking this prosperous empire that belonged to it.

She rode on her horse, her beautiful face, cool and clear as the moon, now carrying the gentle warmth of a long-awaited reunion.

She looked at the people on both sides of the road, their eyes filled with fervor as they gazed upon her subjects, and felt a deep sense of emotion.

She returned with victory, with glory, and with the heroic spirits of countless fallen soldiers!

Lin Zhen rode alongside her, a faint smile on his face.

He looked around at the magnificent scene of thousands of people kneeling in welcome, and felt a sense of peace in his heart.

From this day forward, Empress Murong Yan's prestige will reach its peak.

No one will ever question whether she, as a woman, can hold this supreme position.

The civil and military officials below the city gate had already lined up and were waiting.

When they saw that well-disciplined army slowly driving into the pass.

Everyone stood up straight and bowed to the figures at the front of the line, who looked like a divine couple.

"Your Majesty, we respectfully welcome Your Highness and Your Highness back in triumph!"

The officials shouted in unison, making the entire city gate vibrate.

Murong Yan, mounted on her horse, nodded slightly.

Her gaze fell upon an elderly man in the crowd, whose hair and beard were all white, whose face was thin, but whose spirit was still vigorous.

The head of the Yuan family of Runan, Yuan Wei, was the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty.

Yuan Wei trembled slightly after feeling Murong Yan's gaze.

He quickly lowered his head, not daring to meet her gaze.

Murong Yan looked at his guilty look and a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.

She didn't speak and looked away.

They slowly drove towards the long-lost palace.

An even bigger storm is coming.