Zhou Beichen frowned. "What's the point of your three generations of loyal ancestors? They didn't serve me. I have to see if you are loyal or not. Don't beg for mercy. Come, take Prime Minister Li and Li Liluo away."

Zhou Beichen waved his hand and looked at the guards who came in enthusiastically. Li Liluo rolled her eyes and fainted.

"waste!"

Nuannuan cursed softly, and Zhou Beichen was trying to hold back his laughter when Deshun suddenly came in and knelt down.

"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister's wife requests an audience."

There was a shrewd glint in his eyes, "Let her in."

As Ruolan entered, her heart ached as she saw her son and husband about to be dragged away. She tried her best to keep a calm expression, forgetting to bow as she knelt before Zhou Beichen. "Your Majesty, have my son and the Prime Minister committed any wrongdoing? Please explain."

Seeing Ruolan watching her husband and son being dragged away without blindly pleading for mercy, Zhou Beichen finally felt better.

"You get up first, Ruolan."

Zhou Beichen gave her a fake hand and turned to Deshun, "You tell her."

A quarter of an hour later, Ruolan slowly got up from the ground. Over the years, her tears had dried up and she didn't want to shed any more.

Her eyes became colder and colder. By the end of what she heard, Ruolan's heart was completely dead. She kowtowed to Zhou Beichen and said miserably.

"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister and Li Luo have committed a heinous crime. I, your humble servant, am too embarrassed to plead with you for mercy. I only ask Your Majesty to grant me a decree to divorce Prime Minister Li. From now on, I, Du Ruolan, no longer wish to have anything to do with the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Du Ruolan almost fell to the ground with a swaying figure. Fortunately, Deshun was quick to help her up.

"Ruolan...Alas, you, I am truly sorry for this matter. How about this? You return to the Du family first. If you find someone you love in the future, I will definitely arrange a marriage for you."

Du Ruolan nodded and smiled bitterly, "I understand, Your Majesty. Thank you for your grace."

Finally, she was taken out of the Xuanzheng Hall and the palace in a daze, holding the imperial edict.

In the carriage.

When Du Ruolan thought back to the past, she felt that she had made a huge mistake. If she had not insisted on marrying him, if she had insisted on strictly disciplining her children, then she would not have ended up like this today.

After returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Du Ruolan suddenly felt very depressed. She first went back to her bedroom and cried bitterly. Then, she wiped her tears and asked the maid to pack up her things. After returning home, she thought about her willfulness in the past and wondered what kind of bloody storm her parents had gone through.

The Prime Minister's Mansion was a scene of desolation and misery. At the same time, the Xuanzheng Hall presented a completely different scene.

Zhou Beichen was holding his daughter when he suddenly thought of something. He ordered Deshun to take out the imperial sword.

"Daddy, what is this? It's so beautiful."

Nuannuan pointed to a sword on the table with a dragon pattern on one side and a phoenix pattern with spread wings on the other side, and the sword was also carved with the Big Dipper, and said excitedly.

"This, this is the Imperial Sword."

"Imperial Sword?"

Nuan Nuan blinked her big eyes and asked, "What is that?"

His daughter kept asking questions, so Zhou Beichen smiled, looked at Deshun, and straightened his expression.

"Deshun, pass on my decree. Princess Chang'an is gentle, upright, kind-hearted, and loves to fight for justice. Today, I grant her the Imperial Sword, allowing her to strike down tyrants and execute treacherous ministers. She may execute first and report later. This decree shall be made known to the world."

Nuannuan was a child so naturally she didn't quite understand the significance of the connection and only knew the literal meaning. However, Deshun was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Princess Chang'an is only four years old. At such a young age, she has the emperor's trust. She must have a bright future.

"I understand your order. I will do it right away."

Zhou Beichen nodded lightly. After the people left, he looked back and found Nuannuan running towards the imperial sword with her short legs and an excited look on her face.

The little guy looked at the golden imperial sword with anticipation in his eyes. Such a big sword must be worth a lot of silver. Moreover, it can be used to defeat tyrants and kill treacherous ministers. In his mother's words, she was rich, and this time she was really rich.

It’s so good to have a father who is an emperor. He gives her everything.

Nuannuan confidently went to take the sword, put her chubby little hand on the sword, grabbed it, and took it. Nuannuan's extremely excited little face froze.

Why is this thing so heavy? I tried once but couldn’t lift it. I tried twice but still couldn’t lift it.

Nuannuan frowned, took a deep breath, replenished her strength, and counted to herself in her mind one, two, one, two, one. Finally, Nuannuan closed her eyes and used all her strength.

A miracle happened, and she finally held the imperial sword weighing five pounds in her hand.

Zhou Beichen watched all this quietly from behind, raised his eyebrows. This girl is quite strong, just like him.

pride.

However, before the two of them could get over their excitement, they heard a "thump" and Nuannuan fell on her butt under the pressure of the imperial sword.

Sitting on the ground, the little guy was still holding the imperial sword tightly. Zhou Beichen couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Nuannuan crawled out from under the imperial sword, rubbed her little butt, and looked at her father with a resentful look.

"Daddy, this thing is too heavy. Even Nuannuan can't lift it."

Zhou Beichen was helpless and spread his hands.

"Then there's nothing we can do. We can only rely on Nuannuan herself. So, our Nuannuan, you must grow up quickly and study martial arts and your studies well, so that you can hold this imperial sword early. In this way, you can do more things that benefit the country and the people."

"Things that benefit the country and the people, what are those things?"

Nuannuan blinked her big watery eyes and asked innocently.

Zhou Beichen walked forward, picked up his daughter and the Shangfang sword, and answered patiently.

"What Nuannuan did today is something that benefits the country and the people."

"Oh~"

The little girl gave an embarrassed smile and clapped her hands, "So that's what this is. Then Nuannuan must punish evil and promote good in the future. She must do more things that benefit the country and the people so that Daddy can have some rest. Daddy is too tired from reviewing memorials every day."

Nuannuan looked up and looked at her father with an innocent face.

"Then, Father, if Nuannuan does more for the benefit of the country and the people, then you won't have to read so many memorials and won't be so tired. If so, then Nuannuan will definitely do more and strive to get this imperial sword soon."

Zhou Beichen felt warm in his heart, for his daughter's innocent heart, and even more for her filial piety in sharing the burden with her father.

Even though she did that, she still received a lot of memorials because many ministers kept giving him nonsense every day.

However, he still nodded sincerely, and received the affirmation, which made him feel warm and happy.

"When Nuannuan grows up, she will definitely help Daddy with his worries and let him rest more."

Zhou Beichen had no suspicion towards his daughter. It was a joke. How could his own daughter have bad intentions?