On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

On the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, the festive atmosphere of the New Year has not yet dispelled the tense atmosphere of the past few days.

Goguryeo Regent Gao Yun was shocked and angry when he learned that Park Yongzhong's operation had completely failed and he was under house arrest, and that his important accomplice Wang Yunzhi had also fallen into Murong Yan's hands.

He was unwilling to see his carefully planned series of schemes fail, and was also frightened by the thundering methods displayed by Murong Yan. In the end, he chose a strategy that seemed tough but was actually a test of the water.

Jin Wenshu, a civil official known for his eloquence and mastery of diplomatic rhetoric, was sent as the chief envoy to lead a new delegation to Chang'an at full speed. The nominal purpose was to "clarify misunderstandings and improve diplomatic relations", but in fact it was an attempt to use diplomatic pressure to bring back Park Yongzhong and Wang Yunzhi, save face, and test Murong Yan's bottom line.

Chenshi, Taiji Hall.

The grand court meeting has ended, but the hall is still solemn and dignified.

Murong Yan did not sit upright on the high throne, but sat casually on a soft couch covered with white tiger skin in the middle of the steps. Her posture was lazy, but she had an unquestionable majesty.

She was still wearing the black and gold Su brocade cotton nightgown with the pattern of "Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" which had become her trademark - the Divine Phoenix Descent Dress, but today, she was wearing a more solemn black and gold Su brocade cloak-style shawl embroidered with dark dragon patterns.

The shawl reaches the ankles and blends in with the train of the nightgown, adding a touch of formality, but the nightgown itself is still gorgeous and unique, eye-catching.

Lin Zhen was not wearing court robes, but a black prince's casual robe embroidered with gold. He did not sit in the row of ministers, but sat directly on the brocade cushion to the side of Murong Yan's couch. His posture was relaxed, but his eyes were scanning the direction of the palace gate like an eagle.

This unconventional seating arrangement silently declared his close relationship with the empress, which went beyond the relationship between monarch and subject, and their absolute trust.

Under the light of the magnificent hall, the Divine Phoenix Dress presents a majestic atmosphere that is different from that of the bedroom and the torture chamber.

The extremely dark black Su brocade base absorbs the sunlight filtering through the high windows, its color as deep and tranquil as the abyss, while the golden cotton wool and real gold threads woven into it exude a majestic dark golden glow, contrasting with the magnificent splendor of the hall. Instead of appearing out of place, it has a sense of transcendence that transcends traditional regulations.

Above the nightgown, a towering phoenix, its feathers cascading above, dignified and majestic, looked down upon the land and its subjects beneath its feet. The wide, light trumpet sleeves were faintly visible beneath the shawl, the gold tassels at the cuffs unmoved.

The black jade ring on her left thumb shone with a cool luster in the sunlight from the imperial steps. The five-meter-long Sujin train, along with the hem of her shawl, had not been deliberately arranged; it simply stretched out, almost haphazardly, on the white marble steps leading from the imperial couch to the palace gate.

The dark gold brocade dragged a thrilling and oppressive trail on the cold and smooth white jade steps, like a dark gold river declaring sovereignty.

The softness of the cotton and the comfort of the nightgown allowed her to maintain a restrained sense of composure and control even in such a formal occasion.

"Announcement - Goguryeo envoy Jin Wenshu, come to the audience -!" The eunuch's long and lingering voice echoed in the hall.

As the palace door opened, a man in his forties, dressed in the uniform of a high-ranking Goguryeo civil servant, with a fair face and shrewd eyes, walked into the palace with cautious and standard steps, holding a staff.

He was followed by several deputy envoys, all with lowered brows and respectful eyes. Jin Wenshu behaved properly, bowed according to etiquette, and spoke in a clear and loud voice:

"Foreign minister Jin Wenshu, on the orders of the Regent of Goguryeo, comes to pay his respects to His Majesty the Emperor Daqian. Long live the Emperor." The etiquette was thorough and impeccable.

Murong Yan lowered her eyes slightly, her gaze vaguely falling on him. She did not call out immediately, but stretched out her index finger wearing the black jade ring and gently tapped the jade ruyi beside the couch, making a crisp sound.

The entire hall was eerily quiet, with only the gentle knocking sound echoing.

After a long pause, she spoke lazily, her voice cold and clear, piercing the silence: "Memorial to the Jin envoy, thank you for your hard work in coming all this way. However, your former envoy, Park Yongzhong, is still a guest in my capital. Why bother the envoy to make this trip again?"

She pointed out Park Yongzhong directly, her tone was calm, but with invisible pressure.

Jin Wenshu was shocked, but remained composed. He stood up and replied calmly, "Your Majesty, it is precisely because Envoy Park has not returned for a long time that the Regent is concerned about his safety. He is also afraid that there may be misunderstandings that could damage the diplomatic relationship between the two countries. Therefore, he has sent a foreign minister here to visit Envoy Park and clarify to Your Majesty that Goguryeo has always been committed to peace and wishes to maintain a permanent alliance with Daqian."

He spoke tactfully, describing the detention as a "visit" and the conspiracy as a "misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Murong Yan chuckled softly, her laughter particularly clear in the hall. "Could it be that the misunderstanding that Envoy Jin is referring to is that Park Yongzhong colluded with our traitors to assassinate me? Or is it that he was instructed to spread rumors to disrupt the stability of our capital?"

Her tone remained calm, but the content of her words was like thunder, exploding in the hall!

Jin Wenshu's face changed slightly, but he forced himself to remain calm. "Your Majesty, please understand! This must be a frame-up by some scoundrel! Envoy Park is loyal to his country and would never do such a treasonous act! This matter concerns the reputation of our Goguryeo nation. Please, Your Majesty, investigate and release Envoy Park to preserve the friendship between our two countries!"

He began to exert pressure, threatening the "reputation of the national system" and the "friendship between the two countries."

"Release?" A cold arc appeared at the corner of Murong Yan's mouth.

She slowly stood up. The dark gold train that had been winding along the jade steps slid down layer by layer as she stood up, making a subtle friction sound.

She looked down at Jin Wenshu from a high position, her voice suddenly becoming harsher: "Jin Wenshu! Do you think my Taiji Palace is a place where you can speak nonsense?!"

This shout was like thunder, shocking Jin Wenshu so much that he involuntarily took a half step back, his face pale.

"The evidence of Park Yong-chung's guilt is irrefutable! He's been caught red-handed! How can you erase him with just one word 'frame-up'?" Murong Yan's phoenix eyes were filled with sternness as she pressed on. "As for your reputation as a Goguryeo nation, huh? You condoned an envoy's assassination of a neighboring monarch. Is this how you define Goguryeo? You're colluding with traitors and wreaking havoc on neighboring nations. Is this how you define Goguryeo's reputation?"

Every word is like a knife, every sentence draws blood!

Jin Wenshu was speechless after being refuted, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Murong Yan stopped looking at him and turned to face the courtiers standing solemnly in the hall. However, her words were addressed to Jin Wenshu: "I, considering our former vassal relationship, have shown special mercy by not immediately sending troops to punish you! You are so ungrateful that you even dare to send envoys here to confuse right and wrong and attempt to threaten me?!"

She turned around suddenly! Her action was decisive!

The five-meter-long dark-golden train and the shawl that were winding on the jade steps were lifted up by the swift turn!

The luxurious brocade swept across the cold white marble steps like the wings of an enraged phoenix!

As the hem of her skirt suddenly rose, she suddenly revealed the densely woven gold lining inside. It was so dazzling under the light in the hall that people dared not look directly at it!

The patterns of a hundred phoenixes facing the sun and ten thousand blessings and longevity suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light, noble and brilliant, and carrying the absolute power to crush all arrogance!

This fleeting glimpse of golden light was like an invisible divine decree, proclaiming that the might of heaven was inviolable!

The skirt falls, and the brilliance is restrained in the quiet ink color.

Murong Yan turned her gaze back to the ashen-faced Jin Wenshu. Her voice was icy, carrying a final ultimatum: "Go back and tell Gao Yun, Pu Yongzhong, and Wang Yunzhi that I have detained them! I have detained Wang Yunzhi as well! If you want them to live, and if you want Goguryeo to be safe, then go back to Liaodong! Behave yourself, and I may forgive you for what you did!"

She paused, her tone tinged with murderous intent. "If you dare to commit any illegal acts again, such as deploying troops on the border or colluding with internal traitors, don't blame me for my cavalry destroying your royal court! Not only will I destroy Park Yongzhong, but I'll also destroy your Goguryeo ancestral temple!"

These words were overbearing, forceful, and left no room for maneuver!

The hypocritical diplomatic rhetoric was completely torn apart, and the naked threat of strength was presented before us!

Jin Wenshu trembled all over, unable to maintain his composure any longer. He fell to his knees with a thud and kowtowed repeatedly: "Your Majesty, please calm down! Your Majesty, please calm down! I will report your majesty's majesty to the Regent!"

Murong Yan stopped looking at him, as if even a second longer would be enough to pollute her eyes. She waved her hand lazily and instructed the palace guards, "Send the Jin envoy back to the Honglu Temple to have a good rest. Without my permission, you may not leave the capital or see anyone again!"

It is equivalent to putting the new delegation under house arrest!

The guard took the order and stepped forward to "invite" the limp Jin Wenshu away.

Murong Yan then slowly sat back on the couch, the sharp look on her face fading, revealing a hint of fatigue. She turned slightly to look at Lin Zhen beside her.

Lin Zhen immediately stood up, walked to her, squatted down, held her slightly cold hand, and whispered, "Yan'er, why bother getting upset over such a lunatic?"

Murong Yan interlocked her fingers with his, rested her head gently on his shoulder, and said in a tired voice, "Husband, I am just tired of these endless calculations and noises."

Lin Zhen hugged her gently and stroked her back: "It will all be over soon, I promise."

The ministers in the hall had already held their breath, deeply shocked by the absolute majesty and dominance that the empress had just displayed.

The dark gold dress that resembled a phoenix descending from the earth, the train that stretched all over the jade steps, the golden lining that caught a glimpse, and the unquestionable declaration, were all like brands, deeply engraved in everyone's heart.

Murong Yan stood up with the help of Lin Zhen, and the long tail was dragging behind her again.

She no longer looked at the people in the hall and said softly, "Husband, accompany me back. I am tired."

"Okay." Lin Zhen responded, hugged her and walked to the back of the hall.