The mistress has no feelings, why do you provoke her?

Song Wenjun took the letter from Xiao Ji with a puzzled look, and her beautiful eyes widened in surprise.

However, she was still unsure, so she checked again and again before looking at Xiao Ji in disbelief: "How could this be?"

The letter was written by Bai Zhu himself; his handwriting is unmistakable.

Moreover, it also bears his personal seal.

Song Wenjun's hand trembled as she held the letter. She subconsciously looked at Xiao Ji, only to find that he was even more excited than she was.

"Do you have any wine?" Xiao Ji asked.

Song Wenjun quickly poured him a cup of wine, which he drank in one gulp.

After finishing the drink, I still felt like I hadn't had enough.

When Song Wenjun poured him more water, Xiao Ji held her hand down.

He picked up the wine jug, brought it to his mouth, and swallowed it in large gulps.

The spicy liquor burned his stomach, but it also gradually cleared his mind.

"Bai Shu is not dead, that's wonderful." Only then did Song Wenjun notice that Xiao Ji's eyes were filled with tears.

He has been living in guilt these days, feeling extremely remorseful.

Now that Bai Shu has finally returned, the guilt in his heart has lessened somewhat.

After calming down, the couple fell silent.

Although Atractylodes macrocephala has returned, its return has come at an inopportune time.

Suddenly, as if he had just thought of something, Xiao Ji said to Song Wenjun, "Quickly, go to the palace."

According to Bai Shuxin's letter, he should be almost at the capital by now.

If he knew about Xiao Nanzhi's marriage to the King of Dongling, he would go mad.

Just imagining that scene gave the two of them goosebumps.

Bai Shu nearly lost his life trying to marry Xiao Nanzhi.

If he knew his wish had failed, he would feel like he was living a life worse than death.

The two men had to stop him before he entered the palace.

Song Wenjun did not delay any longer and hurriedly followed Xiao Ji to the palace.

Meanwhile, inside the palace, Xiao Nanzhi and Ji Huaili were sitting in the hall talking to Emperor Wen.

Taking advantage of the marriage, Emperor Wen took the opportunity to discuss with Ji Huaili the future trade between the two countries.

Xiao Nanzhi sat obediently beside Ji Huaili, occasionally hooking her finger at the jade pendant at his waist.

Despite her mischievous behavior, Ji Huaili wasn't angry at all.

Instead, he looked at her with a doting expression.

Emperor Wen was relieved to see that the two got along well.

Inside the hall, Crown Prince Xiao Yin and Su Rongrong were seated in attendance.

Although Xiao Yin has been involved in state affairs these days, his abilities are not outstanding, and he has made several mistakes.

Emperor Wen was already quite dissatisfied with him, and most importantly, the Crown Prince had no children yet, while the Princess Consort of Chu was already pregnant with her second child.

In addition, Emperor Wen greatly praised Xiao Ji for his meritorious service in saving the King of Dongling.

"I will entrust the opening of the market to the Prince of Chu, and he will also escort the bride. Your Majesty can rest assured." Emperor Wen had great trust in Xiao Ji's abilities, while the Crown Prince sat to the side, feeling rather awkward.

Xiao Yin was filled with resentment. After hesitating for a moment, he mustered up his courage and said to Emperor Wen, "Father, I am also willing to do my part. Why don't you let me handle the matter of sending Mingyue off to her wedding? After all, she is my sister. As her elder brother, it is my duty to see her off on her wedding day."

Xiao Nanzhi pouted after hearing this: "No way, I want Brother Xiao Ji to take me."

She disliked Xiao Yin and loathed him from the bottom of her heart.

Even though Xiao Yin was gentle and kind, she always felt that he was being fake.

Beneath that smiling face, it seemed, lay a knife.

Xiao Yin's expression froze for a moment, then he smiled awkwardly: "Mingyue, don't be naughty. This matter will be decided by Father."

Su Rongrong seized the opportunity to say, "Yes, Mingyue, it's only by having the Crown Prince send you off that we can truly show how much the royal family values ​​you."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Nanzhi retorted, "Brother Xiao Ji's status is not low either. Besides, I have been close to him since childhood. How could I ask you to come and see me off when you are so busy, Crown Prince?"

Anyone could see the reluctance in her words.

Although Emperor Wen was somewhat displeased that Xiao Nanzhi did not give Xiao Yin face, he could not reprimand her now, since the King of Dongling was backing her up.

So, the topic was changed.

"Eunuch Fu, bring me the marriage certificate." Emperor Wen seized the opportunity and said, "This is a marriage certificate between our two countries. If you two have no objections, then sign it."

Ji Huaili looked at Xiao Nanzhi with doting eyes, and the latter smiled charmingly at him: "What, you don't want to sign?"

"How could that be?" Ji Huaili took Xiao Nanzhi's small hand in his large hand and pulled her forward together.

The two stood before Emperor Wen, each holding a pen, glanced at each other, and were about to sign the marriage certificate.

Just then, a young eunuch hurriedly entered the hall.

"Your Majesty!" The young eunuch knelt down, his forehead slamming against the ground with a loud thud, and excitedly reported, "What wonderful news! The head of the King of Wuchang of Nanyue has been successfully beheaded by Bai Shu, a guard of the Chu Prince's Palace. Upon hearing this news, the people of Nanyue are terrified and trembling with fear. They have already sent envoys to express their sincere willingness to submit to our dynasty and from this day forward, forever bow down and submit to us!"

"At this moment, Bai Shu is waiting outside the hall with the severed head, awaiting an audience."

This joyous news left those inside the hall speechless for a long time.

Xiao Yin's face turned pale, and a look of fear appeared on his face. His eyes darted around helplessly.

He murmured, "How could this be?"

Isn't Atractylodes macrocephala dead?

How could they possibly return with their achievements?

Su Rongrong also looked puzzled. She glanced at Xiao Yin subconsciously, only to see fear on his face.

What does he have to be afraid of?

What is he afraid of?

Su Rongrong gently nudged Xiao Yin: "Your Highness."

Reminded by her, Xiao Yin snapped out of his daze and forced a smile, but the forced smile could not hide the panic in his heart.

Seeing this, Su Rongrong became even more puzzled.

"Good, good, good..." A series of "good"s came from Emperor Wen's mouth.

He stood up happily, laughed loudly, and said to the young eunuch, "Summon Bai Shu to the palace for an audience."

Nanyue was always a thorn in Emperor Wen's side; although its territory was small, it frequently harassed our borders.

It even caused a tragedy on the border.

The King of Wuchang was the God of War of Nanyue. Now that he is dead, Nanyue is even less of a threat.

Bai Shu's action solved a major problem for Emperor Wen.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to bestow upon them the titles of king and prime minister.

Everyone inside the hall craned their necks to look outside, eager to see who this person named Bai Shu was.

They actually had such great abilities that they beheaded the God of War of South Vietnam.

Before long, a tall man walked in from outside the hall.

His clothes were so dirty that they were unrecognizable, covered in blood and mud.

His hair was disheveled like a wild man's, and his long beard covered his face, but his eyes were bright and piercing.

In his large hand, he held a wooden box.

As soon as he entered the hall, a strong stench of corpses wafted over him.

Everyone frowned and instinctively covered their noses.