Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

This was the most pleasant banquet Wang Tianzheng had ever attended. The barbarians wailed below the stage, while on stage, the dynasty's singing girls played musical instruments, and the Princess of Anning, the protector of the nation, sat beside them eating and drinking.

Yang Xun kept glancing at Xiong Bufan's location. He had met Princess Anning, the Protector of the Nation, when he was a child. However, at that time, she was still in the Cold Palace. Yan Qingxun drove away everyone who wanted to get close to her. He exchanged some snacks for grass cores a few times and then stopped going. He never expected that after a few years, she would become so powerful and beautiful.

Xiong Bufan sat at the table eating, secretly hoping they would cause trouble so she could have some fun. Apart from the fight at the beginning, the banquet was very boring, which was a waste of her getting up so early.

Still feeling sleepy, Xiong Bufan yawned and quietly fell asleep. Yueyan, being observant, used a fan to block out the sunlight and told the eunuch to place several bowls of ice nearby.

Until the end of the banquet, neither Grand Tutor Yan nor Xie Youwei mentioned sending Xiong Bufan to marry a foreign ruler. With such high combat power, sending her to marry a foreign ruler would likely result in a bloodbath.

Xiong Bufan was carried back to rest by palace maids and eunuchs, and the Empress followed him down. Now, regardless of whether or not a marriage alliance was necessary, Wang Yuening was no longer needed for the alliance. Wang Xiaolian's performance at the banquet was enough to attract all the malice and attention of the barbarians.

After the palace banquet, Yan Qingxun bid farewell to Grand Tutor Yan and quietly went to Chang Le Palace. It wasn't that he hadn't learned his lesson after being beaten; he just wanted to ask where Wang Xiaolian had gone.

Xiong Bufan woke up as soon as he returned to Chang Le Palace. When he heard that Yan Qingxun was requesting an audience, he immediately had someone bring him in. Yue Yan was puzzled, but she did as she was told. The princess had her reasons for doing what she did.

After bowing, Yan Qingxun stood in front of Xiong Bufan, looking at the familiar face and glancing around, hoping that Xiong Bufan could ignore those around him.

Xiong Bufan sat on the soft chair, crossed his legs, and said, "Speak if you have something to say, otherwise get lost! My time is very precious."

Yueyan stared at Yan Qingxun with an unfriendly expression. She disliked this fickle young master from a prominent family.

Yan Qingxun looked around and finally asked respectfully, "Princess Anning, may I ask where Princess Jieyou is?"

Xiong Bufan: "How would I know where that unlucky one is?"

"Don't you want Wang Yuening to be married off?"

Yan Qingxun thought that Xiong Bufan was dissatisfied with the fact that he had arranged for Wang Xiaolian to marry Wang Yuening in place of her, which was why his personality had changed so drastically. But he was still the same person, so he continued to use the same excuse, "Xiaolian, Yuening has been pampered since she was a child. She can't bear the hardship of a marriage alliance."

"You're going to marry a foreign ruler? You're so righteous! I and this country will remember you!"

Yan Qingxun was stunned. "What?"

Xiong Bufan stood up, patted Yan Qingxun on the shoulder, and said, "Don't be too happy, I'll grant your wish!" After saying that, Xiong Bufan carried Yan Qingxun and Yue Yan and followed the scent to the Imperial Study.

Yueyan is used to being carried back and forth, so this makes the princess more proactive, which is great.

Looking at the rapidly moving palace walls around him, Yan Qingxun began to wonder if coming to find Wang Xiaolian was a mistake.

Wang Tian was reviewing memorials in the imperial study. Although he was timid, he was a diligent and good emperor as long as there were no external threats. He was startled when Xiong Bufan carried two people in. "Anning, is something the matter?"

Xiong Bufan threw Yan Qingxun to the ground. "He wants to arrange a marriage for Wang Yuening. He says Wang Yuening has never suffered since she was a child, and a marriage alliance would be too hard for her. He feels sorry for her!"

After hearing what Xiong Bufan said, Wang Tianzheng looked at Yan Qingxun on the ground. It was this man who suggested that Anning marry in place of him. Now, he wondered if it was retribution. He said cautiously, "Anning, this is not in accordance with the rules."

This person is putting on a double standard in front of me, Xiong Bufan glared at him, "Where is it against the rules? Rules are rigid, but people are flexible, change it!"

Wang Tianzheng walked over and said, "Since ancient times, there has never been a case of a man marrying another man for political reasons, and it also depends on what the envoy wants."

"An Ning, be obedient and send the young master of the Yan family back." Actually, he planned to have An Ning lead troops to fight the barbarians. This would solve both the internal troubles and the external threats, and regardless of the outcome, it would benefit the dynasty.

Xiong Bufan: "None of that matters, do you agree or not!"

Yueyan covered her face, trying to minimize her presence. She didn't know why, but the princess always liked to take her with her wherever she went. Now, the princess was even bringing up the idea of ​​a man marrying into another country. The princess really dared to think that way.

Wang Tianzheng sensed that Xiong Bufan was about to draw his knife any second. "It's better to die for the emperor than for the subject," he said. "I agree, but we need to see what the envoy delegation is like!"

"Draft the decree. I'll deal with those people in the envoy delegation." Since they were all deeply sinful, Xiong Bufan had no qualms about taking action.

Yan Qingxun knelt on the ground, kowtowing, not daring to raise his head or refute, fearing that the emperor would execute his entire family.

Wang Xiaolian is simply insane! What kind of man would agree to a marriage alliance?

Wang Tianzheng: "Very well, I will draft an edict immediately."

"I want to see the results tonight!"

After saying this, Xiong Bufan carried Yueyan away.

Wang Tianzheng breathed a sigh of relief and helped Yan Qingxun up. "Young man of the Yan family, get up quickly. The matter of the marriage alliance is now in your hands!"

"Your Majesty, minister,"

Just as Yan Qingxun was about to say something, Wang Tianzheng waved his hand, and Jing Ruhai quickly stepped forward, "Young Master Yan, please step back."

"Yes."

Jing Ruhai now has a clear understanding: never mess with Princess Anning, the Protector of the Nation. She can even think of a man being sent to marry another woman; who knows if next time it will be a eunuch?

Yan Qingxun silently walked out of the imperial study. He regretted it. If he had known it would end like this, he would never have gone to Chang Le Palace.

Xiong Bufan carried Yueyan all the way to the post station, put her on a tree not far away and told her, "You wait here in peace, I'll be back in a bit."

"Yes, princess."

Kongkong: "Bufan, are you avenging the original owner of this body?"

Whether it was Yan Qingxun or the envoy delegation, they had all bullied the original owner. Xiong Bufan wasn't exactly a hardworking bear, so now the only reason he could do anything was to seek revenge.

Xiong Bufan didn't say anything. He quickly found Asrafi, stomped on his genitals, ran out of the house, took out his sword, and chopped hard at the post station, causing the post station and its gate to collapse.

To prevent the collapse from being incomplete, Xiong Bufan made a slash in each of the left and right directions to ensure that the post station was reduced to ruins.

When Yueyan first saw Xiong Bufan's abilities, she was so frightened that she almost fell off the tree. After she came to her senses, she clung tightly to the tree trunk.

After seeing that the post station had collapsed, Xiong Bufan quickly climbed a tree, picked Yueyan, put her on his shoulder, and then ran back to the palace without hesitation.

After receiving news of the post station's collapse, Wang Tianzheng patted his chest, relieved that he hadn't refused; otherwise, his imperial study would have been the one to collapse.