Poisonous Goddess: I'm just lazing around in the mortal realm.

"This is impossible!"

Duan Yuyan nearly roared as she collapsed to the ground.

Qingwu glanced at her out of the corner of her eye, then quickly lowered her head even further.

At this moment, only An Ruyi calmly stood up, straightened her long dress, and slowly asked Qingwu.

"So, Your Majesty is planning to arrange a marriage between Yan'er and the Western Regions. Has he made any additional demands on the Western Regions?"

She didn't believe that the emperor would be so easy to talk to, insisting on hastily marrying off their lucky star from Nanyang to the Western Regions, unless there was some unspeakable turmoil in the Nanyang court.

After all, based on her understanding, Nanyang could easily take on two out of the surrounding small countries.

But now the emperor has suddenly decided to marry Yan'er off to the Western Regions in order to maintain peace between the two countries. Yet he has also launched an attack on the Southern Barbarians. This is indeed too strange.

"The Emperor did not mention this matter, but summoned the Crown Prince to the palace."

"The Crown Prince?" An Ruyi's usually indifferent expression finally showed a slight change. She had calculated everything, but she hadn't expected the Crown Prince to lift his confinement ahead of schedule.

He never imagined that all his scheming would ultimately be defeated by a faithless emperor.

"Has His Majesty said which generals were dispatched for this military campaign?"

"It was General Liu Yong and General Zhang Zuo."

"Only the two of them?" An Ruyi was slightly taken aback. Because she had paved the way for Chuan'er before, she knew a little about these two generals.

Generals Liu and Zhang did not belong to either the Pei or An families in the imperial court. They were a breath of fresh air.

Unfortunately, in this world, only the pure stream is the most difficult to deal with.

"Since that's the case, we'll have to find a reason to put Chuan'er into the team first."

An Ruyi glanced thoughtfully at Qingwu, who was kneeling on the ground. As if sensing her gaze, Qingwu looked up and met her eyes.

In that instant, the master and servant had already exchanged their opinions and made up their minds.

Qingwu nodded to An Ruyi, then stood up and ran out of the hall.

When An Ruyi saw the dejected Yan'er still sitting on the ground, her eyes clearly showed impatience.

"What do you look like now? A man has tormented you like this. How can you be a princess?" She couldn't help but take a few deep breaths to calm herself down.

An Ruyi subconsciously held her stomach, the wide skirt perfectly concealing her figure. She had clearly gained weight from indulging in too much food lately.

Upon hearing this, Duan Yuyan slowly raised her head, her unadorned face showing a distinct bluish tinge. She had been arguing about this for far too long, and now that everything had finally settled, she felt as if all her strength had been drained away.

Lifeless.

"Mother..." Duan Yuyan's voice grew increasingly thin, like a kite floating high in the sky, about to break its string at any moment.

“If you continue like this, you will no longer have me as your mother.”

An Ruyi's haughty gaze fell on Duan Yuyan, and the look of disdain on her face made Duan Yuyan feel astonished, and even doubt whether the person standing in front of her was really her biological mother.

Duan Yuyan wasn't stupid; she quickly realized that the only person she could rely on now was her mother.

He scrambled forward, grabbing onto An Ruyi's elegant skirt.

"Mother, I was wrong! I don't want to marry into that desolate land. Please, Mother, help me!"

She gritted her teeth, lowering her head slightly to hide the suppressed hatred in her eyes. She was unwilling to give up her life of luxury so easily.

Compared to her life, she clearly no longer had the mind to think about marrying Shen Mu.

An Ruyi glanced coldly at Duan Yuyan at her feet. Hearing her daughter's words didn't make her feel any better; instead, it only intensified her disgust.

"Instead of thinking here about why you shouldn't marry into the Western Regions, you should think about your brother's future. Since the Emperor has already decided to marry you to Helian Nash, you might as well go to the Western Regions and whisper sweet nothings in Helian's ear to help your brother."

"Mother concubine!"

Duan Yuyan could no longer hold back and looked up at An Ruyi in astonishment.

She couldn't believe that her own mother could say such a thing.

What does it mean to think about her brother's future?

Ignoring whether there was anyone else in the hall, she stood up abruptly and glared angrily at An Ruyi.

"Does Mother mean she's going to abandon Yan'er?" She couldn't believe that her mother, who had loved her for over ten years, would so casually dismiss her pain.

It was as if they were already prepared to send her off to her wedding the next moment.

An Ruyi sneered, "Then what does Yan'er want her mother to do?"

In her view, sons were always more useful than daughters. Even if he was a so-called lucky star of Nanyang, so what? It wasn't like he was guaranteed to ensure their family's prosperity for a hundred years or to make them emperors in Nanyang.

Even without any financial dealings, she doesn't mind putting on an act in front of her daughter.

But if it really came down to choosing between the two, she would of course choose Chuan'er!

"What do I want Mother Consort to do?" Duan Yuyan seemed to have heard a huge joke, a grotesque smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, and she couldn't help but take a few steps back.

So many unexpected things have happened that she's having trouble keeping up.

Of course, the person who shocked her the most was her mother.

Duan Yuyan staggered a few steps, grabbing the corner of a nearby table to steady herself.

"Yan'er only wanted to stay in Nanyang. Mother Consort didn't even consider that Yan'er might die in that desolate land. She only thought about my extremely foolish brother?"

She no longer wanted to feign respect for her brother.

She looked at An Ruyi, her gaze like poison, a hint of murderous intent spreading through her.

When An Ruyi saw Duan Yuyan's expression, it was exactly the same as when she would show a vengeful look after things didn't go her way.

In the past, whenever Duan Yuyan looked like this, she would feel sorry for her and give in to her wishes.

But things are different now; this is no child's play.

So An Ruyi didn't want to beat around the bush with her daughter anymore, and immediately said...

"The Emperor's decree is not something you or I can change. I advise you to go back and make preparations as soon as possible. Your mother will also prepare a generous dowry for you, so as not to bring shame to Nanyang."

She broke free from Duan Yuyan's grasp on her skirt and took a few steps back.

Duan Yuyan stared coldly at her mother's retreating steps, her heart turning icy. Ultimately, the royal family was the most ruthless; she had thought her mother loved and cared for her.

I never imagined that I would be the first one abandoned by my mother before this major event.

Seeing that Duan Yuyan remained silent, An Ruyi forced a final act of gentleness and said...

"Go back first, and don't think too much about it. When I see your father, I will certainly fight for you."

As soon as she finished speaking, An Ruyi turned and walked into the house.

Right now, she no longer wanted to deal with her daughter who was giving her a headache, so she called in the palace maids outside to help her with her hair and makeup.

Now, the only person who can help his son is that person.