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

Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

The great battle between Nan Yue and Dong Ling and Bei Jin is finally drawing to a close.

As expected, Nanyue achieved a great victory.

Unable to continue fighting, Dongling and Beijin submitted peace petitions, willingly submitting to the emperor and promising to pay tribute annually.

The good news spread back to the capital like a spring breeze, and the people were overjoyed. They sang and danced in the streets and alleys, immersed in a joyous atmosphere.

For a long time, Nan Yue has suffered from the oppression of other countries. Now, it can finally hold its head high and vent its long-suppressed anger.

The army returned in triumph, singing triumphant songs.

As the new emperor, Xiao Ji held a grand banquet in the Qiankun Palace to welcome and reward several meritorious officials who had made outstanding contributions in battle.

Xiao Ji sat upright on the dragon throne, his eyes shining brightly as he looked at Bai Shu and said loudly, "Minister Bai, in this battle, you have made outstanding contributions, and the greatest credit belongs to you. I hereby bestow upon you the title of a king of a different surname—the King of Dongling!"

Upon hearing this, all the officials were taken aback.

The title of King of Dongling is the highest honor.

Why did the Emperor bestow such a high title upon Bai Shu?

But the thought was fleeting, and no one gave it much thought.

After all, Bai Shu was going to marry Xiao Nanzhi, and perhaps the new emperor was intentionally promoting him.

This elevates his status, making him a better match for the princess!

The banquet continued, filled with singing and dancing.

Upon hearing this, Bai Shu immediately stepped forward, knelt respectfully on the ground, and said in a loud voice, "Your subject kowtows to thank Your Majesty for your grace!"

Xiao Ji nodded slightly, signaling Bai Shu to step down.

Then, he turned his gaze to Ma Zhi, his eyes full of admiration: "Minister Ma, your valiant performance on the battlefield is reminiscent of General Ma in his prime. I hereby bestow upon you the title of the old general and appoint you as the Grand General of the Army!"

Ma Zhi's eyes reddened with excitement. He quickly stepped forward and knelt down with a thud: "Your subject kowtows to thank Your Majesty for your grace!"

Then, Xiao Ji's gaze fell on Tian Qi, his expression slightly complicated: "Minister Tian, ​​you led from the front in this battle, serving as the vanguard, and your military achievements are outstanding. I hereby bestow upon you the title of Marquis of Beiping!"

Tian Qi had followed him since childhood, remaining utterly loyal.

Xiao Ji was very pleased to be granted the title of Marquis.

Tian Qi was overjoyed and hurriedly stepped forward, kneeling down to express his gratitude: "Your Majesty, I thank you!"

Tian Qi has followed Xiao Ji since childhood, serving him faithfully all the way. Now that he has been granted the title of Marquis, it is well-deserved.

For a moment, the atmosphere inside the hall was joyful and harmonious.

All the civil and military officials raised their cups and drank to their hearts' content.

However, while everyone was immersed in the celebratory atmosphere, no one noticed that Xiao Ji had quietly gotten up and was walking slowly towards the inner palace.

When Song Wenjun saw Xiao Ji's sudden return, her expression faltered slightly, and she subconsciously asked, "Why did it end so quickly?"

As Xiao Ji walked, he took off his dragon robe and threw it aside.

He said to Song Wenjun, "Quickly, get ready, let's go."

"Leave?" Song Wenjun was taken aback. "Leave where?"

"The world is vast, you can go anywhere. Haven't you always wanted a free life? Now that the seas are calm and the rivers are clear, and the world is at peace, sitting on this dragon throne is quite tasteless. Why not take the children to see the beautiful landscape, and then find a place with clear waters and lush mountains, where men farm and women weave? Wouldn't that be better?"

Song Wenjun was slightly moved upon hearing this: "You think you can just give up this empire like that?"

"No more."

"But what about the throne? A country cannot be without a ruler for a day. We can't just leave."

As Xiao Ji spoke, he said to Song Wenjun, "Don't worry, I have my own arrangements."

As he spoke, he pushed Song Wenjun into the secret passage.

Once outside the palace, Song Wenjun discovered that Yan Yan and Lin Lin were already in the carriage.

Seeing her appear, he happily hugged her neck: "Mother, you've finally come! Father said he's going to take my brother and me around the world, is that true?"

The coachman took off his straw hat, revealing a head of white hair, and snorted coldly: "Your family of four went out to play, and you made me the coachman? Xiao Ji, you're really being unfair."

"Let's hurry up, or we won't be able to leave later." Xiao Ji chuckled and sat down with Mei.

Mei sighed helplessly and cracked her whip: "I really owe your family a debt in this life. If it weren't for my apprentice, why would I be your groom?"

As the carriage drove further and further away, the people in the palace finally realized what was going on: "Why hasn't the Emperor appeared yet?"

At this moment, Xiao Nanzhi felt as if the sky had fallen.

Just now, Eunuch Fu came in with an imperial edict, telling her that Xiao Ji had passed the throne to her.

Xiao Nanzhi turned pale with fright: "I... how could I become an empress? Isn't this a joke?"

"Princess, please accept the decree." Eunuch Fu's hair turned even whiter from worry.

After so many trials and tribulations, this is the first time he has ever passed the throne around.

Xiao Nanzhi took the imperial edict with tears streaming down her face, bursting into sobs: "I never thought I would become an empress!"

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