The people of Dayin believed that under the leadership of the Empress, their country would surely move towards a more glorious future.

However, Yu Xiyan was not happy at all.

Because all of this was the result of Shen Zhao's secret planning, and he was just picking up the scraps along the way.

If it weren't for the Battle of White Wolf Mountain, in which Shen Zhao annihilated 400,000 of Northern Mang's main forces, causing internal strife and power struggles within Northern Mang, Yu Xiyan would not have been able to quell the external threat in such a short time.

In her previous life, she would have readily accepted the love and respect of the people.

But in this life...

All she wanted was for that man to come back to her.

Why would I treat such a good man so badly and hurt him?

However, Yu Xiyan had no time to blame herself or feel sad, as the invitation from the Heavenly Absolute Holy Land had already been delivered to her desk.

"Since it is an invitation from the Heavenly Absolute Holy Land, I will personally attend the wedding of the Heavenly Absolute Holy Son and the Lady of Nangong. I have ordered the Ministry of Rites to prepare generous gifts. Three days later, I will personally go to the Heavenly Absolute Holy Land."

In fact, Yu Xiyan looked down on the Heavenly Absolute Holy Land.

It's not that the Heavenly Annihilation Holy Land was too weak, but rather that Shen Zhao protected her too well in her previous life. Just because she said, "The Heavenly Annihilation Holy Land actually dares to threaten me," Shen Zhao led the Po Jun Mansion to directly attack the Heavenly Annihilation Holy Land and erase it from the Immortal Martial Continent.

Therefore, the image of the Heavenly Sacred Land as a model of orthodox Xuanmen was not very strong in Yu Xiyan's mind.

But with Shen Zhao not by her side in this life, she must strive to get to know this model of the Xuanmen (Taoist sect) again, and even learn to befriend him.

After all, the current national strength of the Great Yin Dynasty is simply insufficient to clash with any holy land.

...

On the fifth day of the seventh lunar month, inside the Heavenly Sacred Land's ceremonial hall, the wedding venue had already been decorated like a fairyland. Various spirit wines, spirit fruits, and the flesh and blood of magical beasts had already been arranged on plates, waiting for the mainland wedding to arrive.

In the backyard of the sacred site, sixteen-year-old Nangong Zixin looked haggard, her beautiful face filled with sorrow.

Beside her, Nangong Zixin's mother, Madam Liu, kept comforting her: "Zixin, it is a great honor for my Nangong family to be able to establish a connection with the Heavenly Absolute Holy Land. You must not disappoint your father and the others."

Nangong Zixin remained silent, quietly observing the busy crowds outside the window.

Just then, the door was pushed open, accompanied by a deep, magnetic voice: "Zixin, are you there?"

Madam Liu hurriedly stood up and said obsequiously to the newcomer, "It is the Holy Son. I greet you."

"Auntie, you're here too?" Lu Baichuan had a faint smile on his face, but his posture was not humble at all. He simply cupped his hands casually and said, "Zixin and I have some wedding matters to discuss. I wonder if Auntie could excuse us?"

How could Lady Liu dare to disobey Lu Baichuan? She immediately nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty, please proceed."

After saying that, he gave Nangong Zixin a meaningful look and hurriedly left the room.

As soon as Madam Liu left, Lü Baichuan immediately stepped forward, put his arm around Nangong Zixin's waist from behind, and said gently, "Xin'er, in two days, we will get married, and you will marry me. I am so happy."

When Nangong Zixin was hugged like that, she immediately felt resistant and subconsciously struggled.

As a result, Lü Baichuan's expression immediately darkened. He grabbed Nangong Zixin's chin and forcefully turned her head in front of him.

But Nangong Zixin looked pitiful, with tears welling up in her red eyes.

"What? Still thinking about your lover?"

Lu Baichuan tightened his grip on Nangong Zixin's hand, his expression turning sinister.

"Let me tell you, give up on that idea. You're mine, and Xiao Fan is just a piece of trash!"

Nangong Zixin stubbornly looked up at Lü Baichuan and said with difficulty, "Brother Xiao Fan is not a waste."

"Not trash?"

Upon hearing this, Lü Baichuan smiled wickedly, then leaned down and kissed Nangong Zixin's lips directly.

Nangong Zixin immediately closed her eyes, and tears streamed down her cheeks uncontrollably.

After a long while, Lü Baichuan finally raised his head with satisfaction, licked his lips with his tongue, and released Nangong Zixin's cheek.

"Not a piece of trash? Heh, look at him now, I'm playing with his woman like this, and where is he? Is he just a coward?"

Nangong Zixin kept wiping her lips, looking at Lü Baichuan with extreme disgust.

Lu Baichuan sneered, "Are you secretly hoping your lover will come and steal you away on your wedding day?"

Nangong Zixin was startled, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes, but she still turned her face away without saying a word.

Lu Baichuan stepped forward, gently stroked her hair, and whispered in her ear, "You'd better pray he doesn't come, otherwise he'll become a laughingstock in the world. Do you think I wouldn't be prepared?"

Nangong Zixin exclaimed in shock, "What do you want to do to Brother Xiao Fan? You, you're not allowed to do anything reckless!"

Lu Baichuan snorted: "Do you think I would be lenient with the white moonlight in my concubine's heart?"

Not only will I make him look foolish at the wedding, but I will also plunge your Nangong family into utter ruin.

Nangong Zixin: "No, I've already agreed to marry you, and you agreed that you wouldn't make things difficult for the Nangong family. How can you go back on your word?"

Lu Baichuan: "But I can't accept that my woman is going to marry me, but she's thinking about other men, unless you prove to me how much you love me."

After saying that, he pressed Nangong Zixin down between his legs and said with a wicked grin, "Do you want your Nangong family to be safe and sound? Do I have to teach you what to do?"

Nangong Zixin's delicate body trembled incessantly. After a long while, she finally raised her trembling hand to untie Lü Baichuan's belt, her face filled with humiliation.

"Holy Son, the Sect Master summons you."

Just then, the voices of disciples from the Heavenly Annihilation Holy Land came from outside the door.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

"You think it over carefully here. There's plenty of time in the future, hahaha..."

After saying that, Lü Baichuan ignored the bewildered Nangong Zixin and left the room.

Once Lü Baichuan left, Nangong Zixin could no longer control her emotions and huddled in a corner, sobbing softly.