Quick Wear: There is always a female supporting role tearing up the script

There was no need for him to lie to her. If he wanted to take over the world now, it would be easier than for anyone else.

Chu Yanning smiled. "That's not difficult. If the Patriarch wants peace of mind, I swear to you that Xi He is the only man in my life, and my children will only be Xi He's children."

Yan Chongfu: "But if that happens, wouldn't the Yan family become even more powerful?"

"Why would Patriarch Yan think so?"

Chu Yanning said, "That is certainly the bloodline of the Yan family, but it is also my bloodline. Xi He and I are one and inseparable."

Yan Chongfu poured her a cup of tea and said, "You are not ashamed."

"What's there to be ashamed of?" Chu Yanning took the cup of tea with a clear conscience. She was not afraid of him at all. She said, "Since Patriarch Yan is honest with me, then I will be honest too."

Yan Chongfu looked at her for a long moment, seemingly satisfied with her answer. He finally asked, "Have my words today reassured you?"

Chu Yanning nodded.

"I will be a wise emperor. The head of the family said that imperial power and the Yan family are not on the same path. Since I believe that, I will not be like Zong Zhenglin, constantly harboring unnecessary suspicions."

After finishing a cup of tea, Yan Chongfu sent her to the door. He watched her back as she walked into the dark courtyard. She had a simple bun, plain clothes, and a slender figure. As he looked at her, he suddenly felt that this back looked very much like someone.

A woman he loved, hurt, and died for.

He called out to Chu Yanning, "Be nice to Xi He. He lost his mother when he was young, and I was very strict with him."

His tone softened, "As a father, I beg you."

Chu Yanning turned around and looked at him. She said seriously, "I will."

She suddenly laughed, "I love him very much."

Chu Yanning left, and the yard was empty, with only Yan Chongfu standing at the door.

The dim lights and the vague shadows of flowers and trees gave him the illusion that he might be waiting for someone here.

But she won't come.

He looked up at the moon in the sky, and there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes.

"I did a good job, didn't I?" he said to himself. "You will definitely praise me."

I saved Zhao Xuzhen's life and even helped him fight against Xi He. I let Xi He grow up quickly through repeated difficulties.

The little emperor he supported was really not a good guy, but if he had not fallen hard enough, he probably would not have known how to turn back until now.

I helped him grow up step by step to where he is today, a man who can support the entire Yan family, protect himself, and protect his wife.

He and those he loves will never, ever be separated like we are.

Yan Huaiming was waiting at the gate of the courtyard. When he saw Chu Yanning come out, he took her hand and asked, "He didn't scare you, did he?"

Chu Yanning shook her head. "No, your father is very gentle."

Yan Huaiming smiled, "Don't lie to me."

He said, "If he gets upset, even I'll be afraid."

"Really," Chu Yanning said, "He told me to be nice to you."

"Then you have to listen to him." Yan Huaiming hugged her in his arms and kissed her, laughing happily.

Chu Yanning asked: "Do you know what he will say to me?"

"I've made some guesses," Yan Huaiming said. "Actually, I'm a little curious. Of course, if you're willing to tell me."

Chu Yanning raised his head and said, "Then I won't say it."

Yan Huaiming slapped her on the butt, "You're deliberately trying to tease me, aren't you?"

“Someone’s here!”

Not far away, Yunzhi was standing obediently beside the carriage, with her head lowered, not knowing where to look.

Chu Yanning leaned close to Yan Huaiming and whispered to him, "I'm going to be the emperor, how can you still spank me in front of others!"

"I'm sorry," Yan Huaiming invited her into the carriage. The two rolled together in the carriage. Yan Huaiming was very humble and asked her like a male concubine: "Your Majesty, how are you going to punish me?"

Yunzhi had a wooden face and drove the carriage very fast.

When they arrived at their residence in Yongzhou, Yan Huaiming and Chu Yanning got out of the car in neatly dressed, except that Chu Yanning's hair was a little messy. The two of them walked into the house hand in hand. Yunzhi looked at her toes and thought, luckily I drove fast.

Thirteen was hanging upside down from a tree in front of her, swaying back and forth like a hanged man. He asked, "Why is your face so red?"

"Why are you everywhere?" Yunzhi turned her head away from him. "I almost suspected you were following me."

Thirteen was helpless, "Auntie, I'm squatting under this tree tonight. It was you who stopped under my tree."

Yunzhi pushed his head up the tree and said, "Then go back to your tree and squat there!"

Inside the room, Chu Yanning hugged Yan Huaiming's neck and said, "It's your turn to sing next. How are you going to sing it?"

Yan Huaiming scratched her nose and said, "What are you singing opera about? My Yan family's private soldiers helped Your Majesty to disintegrate the capital from within. Your Majesty must reward me well for my meritorious service."

Chu Yanning kissed him, "I can reward you now."

On the evening of the sixth day after they arrived in Yongzhou, there was a strong wind and heavy rain. The people who sneaked into Shangjing by Yan Huaiming brought back the news that they had cooperated with the Yan family to kill most of the Liao army. Now was the right time to attack the city.

Yan Huaiming only brought two thousand men, all of whom were his trusted followers. He said to General Feng and the Marquis of Shaoyang, "It's raining heavily tonight, so you two should get some rest. Tomorrow morning, there will be good news."

He looked confident of victory, and General Feng couldn't help but say, "It wouldn't be a bad idea to bring more men with you."

Yan Huaiming said: "Shangjing is already vulnerable. You should all stay in Yongzhou to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation."

The world was in chaos, with all parties involved, and many people wanted to gamble. Qi Yu once again sighed in his heart that although General Feng was brave, he was only a warrior after all. He understood what Master Yan meant. He said to Yan Huaiming, "Master, don't worry. With General Feng and I here, we will protect your back."

Yan Huaiming clasped his fists towards him and said, "Thank you very much."

The next day, the clouds cleared and the rain stopped. Before dawn, soldiers brought news of victory.

Chu Yanning sat in the car and stepped into Shangjing with the city gates wide open.

After thirteen years away from this city, she returned here as the owner.

Yan Huaiming was waiting for her in the palace.

She said to Yunzhi, who was driving outside, "Find my bow later."

She was only three years old when she left the palace, and had only some fragmentary memories. She lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at the tall red palace walls and the rows of palace eaves along the way. A black goose flew over her head.

She looked up and saw a tall building in the distance. She asked, "Where is that?"

The general who rode beside her carriage said, "It's the Zhaixing Tower. Standing on it, you can see the whole of Shangjing."

She asked again, "Where is Master Yan?"

The general said, "The princess should go to the main hall and meet the ministers first."

"No," she said, "Take me to see Zong Zhenglin."