The princess only wants to survive, and the cold-faced king of hell begs for mercy

Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, "You are His Majesty. This vast harem will surely have other women living in it in the future. Could it be that I could stop you from marrying concubines? Even if you wanted those concubines to bear children for you, how could I possibly stop you?"

Hearing this, Zhao Qiyan couldn't help but sigh softly.

He slowly stretched out his arms, gently hugging Yun Shang tightly in his arms, and said in a gentle but somewhat helpless tone, "Shang'er, there's no need to test me like this. In fact, I know very well that travelers like you from another world have always adhered to the concept of monogamy, pursuing a lifelong companionship with only one person.

Zhao Qiyan paused for a moment, then continued affectionately, "Although I'm not a time traveler, deep down in my heart I long to spend my life with the one I love. Now that I have you, Shang'er, how could I ever think of marrying another woman? Besides, even if the entire harem were to be left idle, this situation has never happened before.

However, there have never been so many time travelers in the past! Today, time travelers already dominate the court. They fully support Ah Nian becoming the crown prince, which is effectively the same as supporting you. In my opinion, they're probably hoping that I'll leave my harem unused and only favor you from now on."

When Yun Shang heard the promise made by Zhao Qiyan, she couldn't help but feel happy.

However, as smart as she is, how could she not understand that this might be a test of Zhao Qiyan's attitude towards her?

So, without hesitation, she hugged Zhao Qiyan back, gently resting her head on his broad chest, and whispered softly, "Your Majesty, you must know that we are married and should be of one mind and one heart. No matter what happens, I will never have the slightest intention of betraying you."

Then, Yun Shang raised her head slightly, staring into Zhao Qiyan's eyes with a firm and gentle gaze, and continued, "Although I am a person who traveled through time, even so, I will never allow those people to manipulate Anian's life at will.

I will not sit idly by and let them do anything that harms you or the Yu Kingdom! After all, although they are my compatriots, you and Anian are the people I love most and are closest to in my life.

Seeing Yun Shang's affectionate confession, Zhao Qiyan finally got the answer he had longed for.

A satisfied smile appeared on his face. He slowly lowered his head and stretched out his fingers to gently tease Ah Nian's chubby little hand. Then he turned to look at Yun Shang and said with a smile, "Well, I feel much more at ease now that Shang'er and I share the same thoughts."

After a brief pause, he looked lovingly at the swaddled Ah Nian, and said with deep emotion, "Ah Nian is our first child. From the moment he was born, he has carried everyone's hopes. As the crown prince, this is his destined responsibility and honor.

Tomorrow, I will solemnly announce in the court that Anian will be appointed Crown Prince. As for the choice of a teacher for Anian's enlightenment, I will leave it to you, Shang'er, to decide. Is that okay?"

Yun Shang widened her eyes, her face filled with shock, and her heart was filled with turmoil.

She never expected that Zhao Qiyan had already thought of making Anian the crown prince!

Moreover, he had planned everything carefully, and now he was just doing this to test his attitude.

At this thought, Yun Shang couldn't help but feel a wave of fear, a cold sweat dripping down her face. If she hadn't grasped the deeper meaning behind this, and instead had obeyed the Queen Mother and Yu Ruyi, speaking and acting on Xuanji Tower's side, the consequences would have been unimaginable—perhaps, she would have lost Zhao Qiyan's trust and favor bit by bit.

At this moment, Yun Shang finally understood and realized Zhao Qiyan's painstaking efforts.

At the same time, she also clearly understood the bottom line of this aloof emperor. She secretly thought to herself that next time she must warn everyone in Xuanji Tower not to be so aggressive and push their limits.

Although Zhao Qiyan might listen to one or two of their suggestions, they would never allow him to be forced to do so.

After all, as the king of a country, he has his own considerations and decisions. How can he allow others to arbitrarily influence him?

Fortunately, the powerful and experienced Grand Tutor Wei and the ministers around him are all well versed in the rules of officialdom.

When Zhao Qiyan announced with all his might that Anian would be made the crown prince, these people instantly understood what he meant and wisely chose to quit while they were ahead. They no longer pursued him relentlessly and made more aggressive demands.

After all, they knew clearly in their hearts: serving the emperor is like serving a tiger! The dangers and subtleties involved are such that the slightest mistake could lead to eternal damnation.

Therefore, treating the emperor should be like stroking the fur of a tiger. You must stroke it in the right direction and never go against it to touch its reverse scales.

Tiny Ah Nian, still in his cradle, knew nothing of the world around him. His rosy little face was always filled with an innocent smile, as if all the world's troubles and worries had nothing to do with him. Yet, unexpectedly, at this seemingly ordinary moment, the future of the entire Yu Kingdom quietly rested on this mere three-month-old baby.

At this moment, Ah Nian lay in a warm and comfortable cradle, wrapped tightly in soft brocade. He waved his little arms and legs from time to time, babbling softly, as if happily anticipating the upcoming 100-day celebration.

Inside the palace, preparations were underway for a grand banquet to celebrate the Crown Prince's centenary. Ministers, led by Grand Tutor Wei, were eager to attend, overjoyed and eager to catch a glimpse of the young prince. Each one, dressed in splendid attire, wore respectful yet eager smiles as they waited for the banquet to begin.

Meanwhile, at the Imperial Hospital, Liang Wenxin had successfully been promoted to become a member of the Imperial Physician. He was chatting with his good friend, Lao Zhao. Lao Zhao smiled and jokingly said, "You, fellow, if it weren't for the help of a skilled old doctor, our prince would have died because of your misdiagnosis! Tell me, how did a mediocre doctor like you end up as an Imperial Physician?"