The Wuya Dynasty, the Imperial Palace.

"Your Majesty, I can't bear to part with you."

Because of their heavy hearts, the Queen and the others had no appetite and only ate a few bites before the meal was over.

The table was full of food, some of which hadn't even been touched.

"Empress Mother..."

Zhan Wuxin stood beside him, his face also full of worry.

"Alright, you know my strength. Besides, this is my duty, and I must go."

The Empress patted Feng Jun on the back to comfort him, and then looked solemnly at Zhan Wuxin, "Xin'er, with your mother gone, you will oversee the country. I entrust the country to you."

"Your Majesty, rest assured, your son will govern well and await your triumphant return with all the soldiers."

Zhan Wuxin's eyes were already red, but he desperately held back and spoke loudly with his neck stiff.

"Your mother believes in you."

The Empress patted Zhan Wuxin on the shoulder from behind, then nodded slightly to Feng Jun, and in the blink of an eye, she had disappeared from the spot.

"His Majesty!"

"Mother Queen!"

Upon seeing this, Feng Jun and Zhan Wuxin hurriedly chased after him outside, but apart from the swirling snow, they could not find a trace of him.

Imperial Preceptor's Mansion

"The fireworks are so beautiful."

The group looked up at the fireworks filling the sky, feeling an unprecedented sense of peace and warmth.

Actually, if life could always be this wonderful, it wouldn't be a bad thing.

Zhan Wushuang suddenly said, "Master, can you recite poems? How about we play a game of reciting poems?"

"Reciting poems?"

Jun Feijue tilted his head and thought for a moment, "Tang poetry or Song lyrics?"

Back when I was in the lab, there was a researcher who loved these things. Whenever he had nothing to do, he would talk about them in her ear, reciting poems to himself.

She listened to it so many times that she was able to memorize it.

Although, I don't know what they're saying.

"Tang poetry, Song lyrics?"

Now it was Zhan Wushuang's turn to be dumbfounded. "What is that?"

"Heh, whatever it is, Zero, it's rare that you can recite poetry."

Upon hearing this, Chunhu Siqiong quickly stepped in to change the subject, saying, "Little Shuang'er, tell me, what's the topic?"

"Hmm, with all these fireworks, let's make 'light' the theme."

Zhan Wushuang thought for a moment, "Hmm, there aren't enough themed poems. How about just any poem that contains the word 'light'?"

"Wait a minute, Master, I can't recite the poem."

At this moment, Ji Fanya raised his hand, looking troubled.

"Master, I don't know how either."

Fan Qiyue also spoke with some disappointment.

Both of them came from poor backgrounds. Although they could read a few words, they had never actually been exposed to poetry.

In this world where strength reigns supreme, poetry is something the powerful use to show off. People living at the bottom of society have no time to cultivate their character.

"It's okay, you can look through the book."

As Zhan Wushuang spoke, he took out a book of "Complete Collection of Poems" and handed it to Ji Fanya, saying, "If you find it and read it aloud, then you've passed."

"Sure, it's a good opportunity to learn to read."

Chunhu Siqiong nodded in agreement, "Anyway, it's just for fun."

"Xiao Qi, I'll help you look for it."

Upon hearing this, Fan Qiyue, who was standing nearby, immediately beamed with joy and stepped forward to offer her help.

"I, the Venerable One, will also participate."

Beside them, the crow that had been silent suddenly spoke.

"You're just a crow, yet you can recite poetry?" Ji Fanya Hua said skeptically.

"hehe…"

Upon hearing this, the crow sneered and said disdainfully, "Do you think I'm as incompetent as you?"

Ji Fanya: "..."

If things are going well, then so be it. Why the sudden appearance of a veiled critic?