On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Fujiwara no Fuhito was young and steady. He spoke slowly, his voice calm but with a hint of coldness: "My Lords, the fall of Goguryeo is a foregone conclusion. Intervening now is not to save Goguryeo, but for the sake of our own nation. The key is how to maximize benefits at the lowest cost. Sending troops directly ashore and clashing with the exhausted but still powerful Daqian army is certainly not a wise move."

He paused, a sly glint in his eyes.

"However, we could try a different approach. For example, under the guise of 'mediation' or 'good offices', we could send envoys to Pyongyang or contact the Daqian side. On the one hand, we could gauge their true intentions, and on the other hand, perhaps seize the opportunity to demand some benefits. For example, we could ask the Daqian to recognize our 'traditional interests' in the southern tip of the Korean Peninsula, or grant us more favorable trade agreements. If the Daqian agrees, we can sit back and watch, reaping the benefits for free. If they refuse, we can then consider the situation and either incite the remnants of Goguryeo to continue their resistance, or secretly support them, allowing them to drain Daqian's national strength over the long term, which would also be beneficial to our country of Japan."

These remarks fully demonstrate the meanness and calculation of Japan.

They want to take advantage of the situation but dare not do so openly, and attempt to gain benefits through diplomatic blackmail and conspiracy.

Mononobe Moriya was a little dissatisfied: "It's not like your plan. Although it's safe, it's a bit too petty! Why not just do it quickly?"

Fujiwara no Fuhito sneered, "General Mononobe, how can you show off your bravery when competing with a tiger for food? Murong Yan was able to slaughter two cities in a row. Her heart is strong and her methods are ruthless. How can she be easily deceived? We should act like fishing, quietly and quietly, so that we can succeed. If we act openly, we will only become her next target."

His fear of Murong Yan was obvious in his words.

After listening to the argument between several people, Soga no Umako had a plan in mind.

He cleared his throat and concluded, "Everyone's words are valid. Since His Majesty has clearly stated that he will not send troops directly, we should comply. However, it is the duty of a minister to work for the benefit of the country. Fujiwara-kun's plan is quite to my liking. We can first send an eloquent envoy to Liaodong under the guise of mediation and act accordingly. If we can gain benefits without spending a single soldier, that would be the best strategy. If there is any hope, we can discuss it later."

His decision was full of speculation. He wanted to gain benefits but was afraid to take too much risk. He was a typical greedy and cowardly person.

The secret meeting finally reached a consensus: to send a secret envoy to conduct a speculative "diplomatic" test.

The whole of Japan started a dangerous edge game with a mentality mixed with greed and fear.

At the same time, inside Anzhou Villa, the scene was quite different.

As the sun sets, the sky is filled with sunset glow, painting the courtyard with a warm golden red.

Murong Yan and Lin Zhen had just finished dinner and were sitting side by side on the terrace outside the waterside pavilion, admiring the sunset.

The cool breeze dispels the heat of the day.

Murong Yan was wearing the dress that resembled a divine phoenix descending from the earth.

She was barefoot, curled up in a large, cushioned recliner, her head resting comfortably on Lin Zhen's legs.

Lin Zhen sat sideways, gently holding her shoulders with one hand, and combing her cascading hair with the other hand.

The Phoenix Dress appears exceptionally warm and gorgeous in the sunset glow.

The extremely dark black Su Jin base material seemed to have absorbed the afterglow of the setting sun, emitting a dark red warm light, while the golden cotton wool and real gold thread woven into it exuded a brilliant glow like molten gold, blending into the rosy glow of the sky.

On the nightgown, the pattern of the giant phoenix holding up the sky lost some of its sharpness in the daytime in the twilight, and gained some of the tranquility and splendor of returning to its nest.

One of the wide flared sleeves hung softly on the edge of the chair, while the other was used by Murong Yan to cover her lower abdomen.

The black jade ring on her left thumb shone with a warm luster under the sunset glow.

The five-meter-long Su Jin train hung down from the lounge chair and spread on the wooden floor of the terrace.

The evening breeze blew, and the hem of the skirt swayed slightly, forming a lazy and comfortable mess on the ground, moving with the wind.

The softness of the cotton and the comfort of the nightgown allowed her to completely relax and enjoy the peaceful evening.

"Husband, the sunset is so beautiful today." Murong Yan squinted her eyes like a sated cat, and her voice was a little sleepy.

Lin Zhen looked down at her, brushing his fingertips across her smooth cheek, and said softly, "Mm, the rosy glow is as vast as the wings of the golden phoenix on Yan'er's dress."

His metaphors always made her happy just right.

Murong Yan smiled, her lips curved into a beautiful arc. She raised her hand, grabbed Lin Zhen's hand that was combing her hair, and rubbed it against her face. "Husband, you seem to have lost some weight recently. Are you too busy with government affairs?"

There was heartache in her tone.

"How can I be busy sharing Yan'er's worries?" Lin Zhen chuckled and held her hand. "It's you, on the other hand, who's been touring around lately and traveling a lot. You've really been working hard."

"It's not hard," Murong Yan shook her head and looked up at him, her eyes reflecting the rosy glow, sparkling, "With my husband by my side, it's not hard to go anywhere."

As she spoke, she suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, my dear husband, is there any new news from Japan? Those island barbarians won't really dare to cause trouble, will they?"

Lin Zhen's expression remained calm as he said calmly, "Ye Xiao just sent back news. Although the Queen of Japan has openly refused, some nobles in her country seem to have some unrealistic ideas. A group led by Soga no Umako are secretly planning to take advantage of the situation and send envoys to 'mediate', but in reality they want to reap some benefits."

Upon hearing this, Murong Yan, instead of getting angry, sneered, her tone filled with disdain: "Humph, they are indeed a bunch of rats, only daring to plot in secret. They have evil intentions but no evil courage, and they still want to mediate? Are they worthy?"

She said, waving her hand like swatting a fly.

Let them come and see what tricks they can come up with. If they dare to raise any unreasonable ideas, we can deal with them all at once to avoid worrying about them later."

Her attitude showed that she didn't take Japan's calculations seriously at all, as if she was just talking about a trivial matter.

Lin Zhen nodded in agreement. "Yan'er is absolutely right. Clowns are nothing to worry about. Pyongyang will fall soon. If Japan knows what's best for them, they should stay on their island. If they overestimate their capabilities in the East China Sea, they can contribute to the success of our Daqian Navy."

His words were full of strong confidence.

"That's right," Murong Yan shrank back into his arms with satisfaction, "With my husband here, I'm not afraid of those villains."

She yawned slightly, and her cheeks flushed in the sunset light, making her look even more charming.

"My husband, I'm sleepy."

"Then go back and rest." Lin Zhen said softly, pretending to pick her up.

"No." Murong Yan acted coquettishly and refused to move. "Sit for a while longer, watch the sunset for a while longer, my husband, hold me tight and you won't be cold."

Lin Zhen smiled helplessly and dotingly, and had to hold her tighter in his arms and warm her with his body temperature.

The two of them hugged each other like this, quietly watching the sunset in the sky fade away little by little and the night slowly fall.

At this moment, Murong Yan seemed to feel uncomfortable in her posture. She turned around slightly, wanting to face Lin Zhen and buried her face in his arms.

The moment she turned around——

The movements are full of complete dependence and peace of mind!

The five-meter-long dark-gold tail that was hanging on the ground and swaying in the wind was moved, and with a swish, it slid across the wooden floor!

As the train quietly floated up, the densely woven golden lining inside was revealed, which seemed to contain endless power and warmth in the twilight!

The pattern of Hundred Phoenixes Facing the Sun instantly flashed with a deep and brilliant golden light like the last embers of the setting sun. The light was full of peace, satisfaction and absolute control over the future. It was noble, brilliant, and carried a majestic demeanor that looked down on the crowd without being disturbed!

This glimpse is the most silent yet powerful response to Japan's despicable plots.

The hem of her skirt fell, covering up the deep golden light and the peace in her heart.

Murong Yan gradually fell asleep in Lin Zhen's arms.

The greedy conspiracies in the distant Japanese court formed a sharp contrast with her peaceful and happy life at the moment.

In the face of her absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are nothing but futile struggles.