As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Long was overjoyed. His heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down. He wiped the sweat from his brow and said respectfully:

"Yes! Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Since Your Majesty says so, I will not worry about it. Let's wait for Tianwei to return before we talk about it. After all, Princess Yongning... does have a personality, hehe."

Jin Fengluan pursed her lips and smiled: "Yes, Yongning, I don't know whose temperament she took after. She doesn't like music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but prefers to practice swordsmanship and spear fighting. Ordinary people really can't control her."

"I remember joking a couple of years ago that I would find her a husband, but she said that he had to beat her first."

Minister Wang's eldest son went there rashly, and this girl, not knowing her own strength, beat him so badly that his head was bleeding profusely. I heard he was eventually carried out of the mansion and lay in bed for months.

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Long chuckled and covered his mouth, laughing softly.

He had a good relationship with Wang Yong, the Minister of Revenue. Years ago, Wang Yong had complained to him a lot when his son was beaten so badly that he couldn't get out of bed.

However, his son was a spoiled brat who only learned a smattering of martial arts. The servants praised him so much that he thought he was invincible, and the martial arts masters in the family didn't dare to really fight him. When he encountered the fearless Princess Yongning, how could he not be beaten bloody?

According to Wang Yong, his manhood seemed to have been kicked out of shape, and it was unclear whether he could still be sexually active now.

But her own son, Tianwei, was truly skilled in martial arts; in fact, only he could subdue Princess Yongning.

Once Tianwei returns and marries Princess Yongning, he will be considered a member of the royal family. Huanglong was overjoyed at the thought, and all his previous worries were forgotten.

"Alright, I've said what I needed to say. Go back now. Today is the Beginning of Winter, spend more time with your family," Jin Fengluan said calmly.

Huang Long composed himself and immediately bowed and retreated.

"Yes, Your Majesty! This humble subject takes his leave."

After leaving the Hall of Filial Piety, Huang Long breathed a sigh of relief, a slight smile playing on his lips as he shook his head involuntarily.

After this conversation, he felt much more relaxed, and the gloom was swept away.

"Tianwei is just being paranoid, huh?" Huanglong muttered to himself as he left the palace with light steps.

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Inside the main hall, Jin Fengluan's face was now devoid of any smile; her expression was cold, and she said in a deep voice:

"Has there been any news from Northern Liang yet?"

"Your Majesty, there is no news yet, but if there is, it is on its way. It is an urgent message delivered by express courier, and it will arrive soon," a voice replied from the shadows.

"Yes, keep a close eye on Huanglong's residence, and the same goes for his sons. We're just waiting for news from Beiliang..."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Without another word, Jin Fengluan rose and left...