The Emperor's heart is won, she sits on the Phoenix Throne! The Divine Physician's Eldest

When Emperor Yan heard the maid's voice, he was not moved at all, but rather very angry, thinking that Princess Qingyan was faking her death to win his favor.

"If you're going to die, die somewhere far away and don't get in my way!"

After he finished speaking, he felt something was amiss, so he instructed the head eunuch beside him, "Go and take a look!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." The chief eunuch followed Princess Qingyan's maid to Princess Qingyan's palace.

When he entered the room, he saw that Princess Qingyan's face was bluish-purple and her eyes were closed.

He approached and checked her breathing, only to find that Princess Qingyan was not breathing at all. Moreover, he could feel the coldness emanating from her.

"Princess Qingyan has passed away!"

The chief eunuch shouted and ran back to report to the Yan Emperor.

"Your Majesty, Princess Qingyan has passed away!"

"Really?" The Emperor Yan still didn't believe it. "Send the imperial physician to take a look!"

So the chief eunuch took the imperial physician to see Princess Qingyan, and after examining her, the physician reported back to Emperor Yan.

"Your Majesty, Princess Qingyan committed suicide by poisoning herself. According to the time calculation, it was around midnight."

Emperor Yan thought about the time; it happened to be the time when Huayang Palace caught fire.

The thought of Huayang Palace burning down reminded him of how his plans had been ruined, and anger welled up within him. He cursed, "What bad luck!"

Princess Qingyan's body is barely cold; now is not the best time to bring Song Siyao into the palace.

It seems that getting Song Siyao into the palace will have to be delayed.

News of Princess Qingyan's death spread, and bad news poured in from all directions.

Everyone said she was an unlucky person.

It was said that she had caused the death of her husband in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the Great Zhou immediately sent her back.

The palace caught fire on the first night she returned.

She said that anyone who gets close to her will have bad luck, and the closer the person is to her, the worse the bad luck will be.

These words reached the ears of the Yan Emperor, who already disliked Princess Qingyan because he thought she had no use for him.

Now, hearing these words makes me even more disgusted.

Princess Qingyan's funeral was held in a very hasty manner, and it was over in just three days.

Even more outrageous, the Yan Emperor refused to allow her to be buried in the imperial mausoleum on the grounds that she was already a married daughter.

Poor Princess Qingyan, she was eventually buried in the desolate mountains outside the capital of Yan.

After burying Princess Qingyan, Song Siyao went to the palace to bid farewell to Emperor Yan.

This time, the Yan Emperor used a different method to keep her.

“Princess Youfeng, stay in Yan and be my right-hand woman. I promise you a position second only to the emperor.”

Emperor Yan gazed at Song Siyao. He had met with Song Siyao several times in the past few days because of Princess Qingyan's funeral.

"Your Majesty, if I become your right-hand man, aren't you afraid that I might be a spy for the Great Zhou?" Song Siyao asked, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Emperor Yan laughed heartily, “Princess Youfeng is truly witty, but I am not afraid. Even if you are a spy for the Great Zhou, I can still teach you how to turn them against us.”

“Your Majesty, I was born a person of the Great Zhou, and I will die a soul of the Great Zhou. I will be loyal to the Great Zhou forever,” Song Siyao said.

"Then we shall wait and see, Song Siyao. I am very interested in you, and the gates of Yan are always open for you," the Yan Emperor boasted.

Song Siyao was both serious and assertive. "If the two countries are at peace and establish diplomatic relations, I am naturally willing to bring the culture and goods of the Great Zhou to the Yan Kingdom to promote the common development of the two countries and hope that the people of both countries will live better and better lives."

But if the two countries are at war, she will bring iron cavalry.

Emperor Yan understood the hidden meaning in Song Siyao's words. He looked at her with a knowing smile, like a cunning old fox.

"Your Majesty, farewell," Song Siyao said, bowing slightly.

“Princess Youfeng, I believe we will meet again soon,” Emperor Yan said.

Song Siyao replied, "No matter how Your Majesty wishes to meet, the Great Zhou will welcome you at any time."

If you want peace, the Great Zhou will extend its hand to welcome you.

If war were to break out, the Great Zhou would surely launch a counterattack with its massive army.

At the city gate.

Wen Yuan stopped Song Siyao's carriage.

"Princess Youfeng, are you leaving already?" Wen Yuan asked with a smile.

"Of course, you have to go home when you go out." Song Siyao meant that this was not her home, but Dazhou was her home.

She can't stay here.

"As the saying goes, a woman has no home. Wherever the man she marries is her home, and this place can be your home too."

Wen Yuan is confessing his feelings; he wants Song Siyao to marry him.

"King Chu, this joke is not funny at all. I am already engaged. Please have some self-respect," Song Siyao warned.

"What if I don't respect myself?" Wen Yuan asked with a smile. "Princess Youfeng, this is Yan, not Great Zhou. Do you think you can bully me like you did in Great Zhou?"

"Would you like to give it a try, Prince of Chu?" Song Si raised an eyebrow. "Your father seems to be in a bad mood lately. Why don't you cause some trouble to make him dislike you?"

Wen Yuan's smile froze instantly.

The Yan Emperor was unpredictable and ruthless. He favored whoever was useful. He didn't even flinch when his daughter, Princess Qingyan, who had no value to him, died.

“Princess Youfeng, you’re ruthless!” Wen Yuan said.

“Likewise.” Song Siyao’s expression was icy. “King Chu, make way.”

Wen Yuan pulled on the reins and stepped aside to make way for Song Siyao.

“Princess Youfeng, the journey is long and arduous, we shall meet again.” Wen Yuan shouted loudly to Song Siyao.

Song Siyao did not answer him, but instructed the driver to speed away.

Wen Yuan watched Song Siyao's carriage until it completely disappeared from sight before turning and leaving.

Song Siyao left the capital and headed towards the Great Zhou.

After walking for two hours, it got dark.

Song Siyao got off the carriage and saw Tinghan waiting for her with his men.

Tinghan came to Yan with her, but they were in the shadows.

They had already agreed to meet here.

"Princess," Ting Han said, bowing.

"Is everything ready?" Song Siyao asked.

Hearing Han say, "We're ready, just waiting for the princess's orders."

"Let's go!" Song Siyao led Tinghan and the others in a different direction, heading towards Princess Qingyan's tomb.

Soon, they arrived at Princess Qingyan's grave.

"Dig!" Song Siyao ordered.