His Majesty is plotting a rebellion? Quickly, summon the Imperial Advisor!

"Your Majesty?" Song Si called softly.

"kindness?"

Ji Yuan was awakened. She opened her eyes, her expression unchanged. Upon waking, she first frowned slightly and asked, "Minister Song, what brings you here?"

After a moment's hesitation, Song Si asked, "Was Your Majesty dreaming just now?"

Ji Yuan scoffed, his eyes flashing with cold light, "I was indeed dreaming. I wish I could tear that scoundrel Xu Bing to pieces!"

A chill emanated from his words, a bone-chilling cold that seeped into his very bones.

She asked casually, "How did you know I was dreaming? Did you hear... something?"

“Song Si saw that His Majesty’s brows were sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed. In terms of magic, it means that he was troubled and had some thoughts, and was having a dream.”

Song Si spoke again and asked, "By the way, Your Majesty's health is precious and your fortune is special. Your dream may have some meaning. Why don't I, Song Si, interpret it for you?"

“No need,” Ji Yuan refused. “It was just a dream. Why bother interpreting it? I don’t believe in such things.”

Song Sisheng glanced at Ji Yuan and then said nothing more.

Song Si was not as tall as Ji Yuan, but he was not short either. In his early years, he found the Bigu Grass in Taichu and entered the Bigu state. Every day, his vital energy circulated through his body, and he exuded a fragrance from the inside out.

Her black hair was disheveled, and she was struggling restlessly, fidgeting with her wrists and ankles, but to no avail. She had been feeling frustrated and annoyed all day.

Compared to her, Ji Yuan was much more composed, not struggling at all, just sitting quietly. However, there were aspects she couldn't adapt to.

For example, the red dress she's wearing, while eye-catching in appearance, is not comfortable to wear and is far inferior to a simple plain dress.

It is extremely inadequate for keeping out the cold, and the area around the lower back is not sewn together with thread, but rather has been deliberately cut out.

Ji Yuan could understand this design; it was simply to further unleash a woman's charm and perfectly showcase her waistline. Ji Yuan herself was extremely fond of beauty, and how could a proud and arrogant person not be narcissistic?

Therefore, she was not averse to the design. In her view, no matter how beautiful she was, she was only alive for a few decades.

Hiding things away leads to losses.

It was the end of January. A cool breeze was blowing, chilling her back and making her suffer terribly. She was woken up several times by the cold, as if someone was pricking her lower back with needles.

This beauty goes unseen.

He suffered a great deal of hardship.

Not to mention that Ji Yuan had been wearing them for several days, and if she weren't unable to move, she would have changed long ago. Furthermore, those boots were made of animal hide with extremely fine craftsmanship; they were excellent for keeping warm and protecting against the cold in winter.

Too much warmth isn't necessarily a good thing.

Sitting there was either too cold or too hot, making it unbearably uncomfortable. But there was no one to tell about this suffering.

Ji Yuan stood tall and straight, never showing any weakness. Even though he was imprisoned, he still exuded the aura of an emperor.

Song Si greatly admired this, thinking to herself, "What a fine empress! She made a mistake but never lost her composure."

It has a positive connotation.

However, Ji Yuan's heart was not at peace.

She has gradually come to remember the scenes inside the Tianhua Mountain Taoist temple.

She did lose her composure that day.

She was like someone holding a precious jade that was so exquisite she couldn't bear to part with it, and she was unwilling to let go of it no matter what.

They are sinking deeper and deeper into depravity.

That lingering, peculiar smell—I couldn't quite describe whether it was fragrant or something else—was etched into my memory, as if it had suddenly enveloped my heart.

It was both heart-wrenching and unbearable, and it made my heart tremble with anxiety.

"Your Majesty..." Song Si suddenly called out softly.

Ji Yuan slightly raised her eyes.

"Do you think Xu Bing might have forgotten about us?" Song Si looked out the window. Everything was covered in silver, and even the old locust tree in the inner courtyard was draped in a snow-covered coat.

"..."

Ji Yuan fell silent for a moment, then suddenly had a bad feeling.

After a long pause, she sighed and said helplessly, "It's not impossible."

“You used to take care of me, but now that you’ve been arrested... that Xu Bing guy might just forget about me.”

Speaking of it.

Then she thought that even so, she couldn't escape it, and that feeling of frustration was even greater.

Song Si took a deep breath and then exhaled heavily.

All the two women can do now is endure.

……

【Ding! 】

The system page has been refreshed.

[The host can accept the mission.]

The system's electronic sound went off.

Xu Bing opened the system page and browsed through the tasks.

He first brought up the interface of the tasks he had already received.

[Forcibly Taking the Mysterious Lotus of Creation (Already Claimed)]

[Abundant Harvest (Claimed)]

[Saving Daxi City (Claimed)]

[The Bronze Sparrow Terrace was built (claimed)]

[Supporting Da Xi as he faces imminent collapse (claimed)]

Conquer Empress Da Xi (Claimed)

……

There were many unfinished tasks, but Xu Bing wasn't in a hurry, since there were no deadlines. Taking it one step at a time, steadily and surely, was the best approach.

As soon as Xu Bingxin had a thought, the interface changed.

[Expanding the Residence - Part Two]

[Increase the household servants to thirty]

[Task Reward: Ten National Fortune Lottery Draws]

……

[Strengthen your private army]

[Expand the private army to three thousand men.]

[Task Reward: Five Talent Recruitment Vouchers]

……

【Welcoming Xi Festival】

[On the seventh day of the second month of the Great Xi era, it is the Welcoming Xi Festival. Please, host, do your utmost to ensure that the people celebrate this festival.]

[Task Reward: Magic Item Fusion Scroll, plus a random reward (which varies depending on public satisfaction)]

……

The system issued many tasks, which Xu Bing accepted one by one before quickly closing the interface.

Governing the Fan Kingdom will take time.

But his cultivation could not be neglected. Xu Bing was in the inner courtyard of the Imperial Preceptor's mansion, holding a thousand-pound spear and wielding the Dragon-Playing Spear until he was drenched in sweat.

During this time, he has not neglected either martial arts or immortality. The abundant energy brought by his perfect mortal body makes him feel no fatigue.

Normally, after he finishes practicing martial arts, he will enter the Primordial Trial.

But today, things were slightly different. He put away his spear and flipped his palms over.

A golden Qian Yuan ring and azure blue cloud-like raindrops appeared simultaneously on his left and right palms.

These two high-grade ritual implements are extremely rare, and others cannot obtain them even if they seek them.

However, it had been in Xu Bing's hands for almost a month, yet he had never seriously studied it.

The Qian Yuan Ring possesses sealing power and can change its weight and size. The Cloud-Swept Rain Beads can manipulate the weather and alter the climate, but frequent use is considered to be against the natural order and will bring misfortune or other side effects.

In addition to this basic information.

Xu Bing knew nothing about it. He wanted to study these magical artifacts in depth. And the first step was to envelop the artifacts with his vital energy.

He soon discovered that these magical artifacts resonated with and interacted with his own vital energy.

During this process, one's vital energy seems to have been tempered, becoming more solid.