At this moment, Shen Zhao was physically and mentally exhausted. He had already reached his limit and could no longer hold on, so he collapsed.

"If I could even draw upon a trace of spiritual energy within my body, I wouldn't have embarrassed myself like this."

A few final thoughts flashed through Shen Zhao's mind before he fell into a deep coma.

...

When he woke up again, he was already in the Weiyang Palace.

Ji Bingyan and Jun Yutian had been staying by his side these past few days, and they breathed a sigh of relief when they saw him wake up.

"My lord, you've finally woken up! It's been ten days, I was so afraid..."

Ji Bingyan's eyes were filled with tears, clearly worried about Shen Zhao's health.

Shen Zhao straightened up and smiled faintly: "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired, you don't need to worry."

After speaking, he looked at Jun Yutian.

"No need to ask anymore. I have already eliminated all of Jiuyou's hidden agents in the Central Region."

I originally intended to personally bring Venerable Haoyue to your side to deal with him, but upon hearing that I wanted to see you, he was so frightened that he died on the spot.

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhao nodded, then suddenly asked, "Besides the people of Jiuyou, have you ever seen a guy wearing a mask?"

"No."

Jun Yutian said truthfully.

"Sigh, never mind. Go back and tell the Northern Empress that I thank her this time. Consider it a favor I, Chen Zhao, owe her."

Jun Yutian: "His Majesty has asked me to bring you something."

"What is that?"

He said it would be better if you opened it yourself, so we'll take our leave now.

Shen Zhao was taken aback. What was all this about? It was completely baffling.

Shen Zhao took the package and opened it to read it.

Inside the package was a letter and a nearly transparent pale yellow undergarment.

Shen Zhao was puzzled and opened the envelope to read it.

“Zhaozhao…”

"Hiss~"

Upon seeing the opening address, Shen Zhao couldn't help but shudder.

Damn it, Zhao Zhao? What the hell did I do to you?

Let me compose myself and look at it more carefully.

"Zhaozhao, it has been several months since we parted at Biyun Immortal Palace, and I have missed you dearly."

Whenever I recall the tender times we spent together, my heart flutters like a startled deer.

In every night without you, I can only keep watch alone in my empty room, filled with sorrow.

If it weren't for the pressing affairs of state, I would gladly rush to be with Zhaozhao forever, to ease the pain of our longing.

Now that you have asked me for a favor, knowing that you are from the Celestial Dynasty of China, I am finally relieved.

I imagine Zhao Zhao also misses me, and to ease your pain of longing...

I've specially prepared a personal undergarment for you, which Ji Bingyan personally took off the day she requested an audience with me.

The fragrance of my body still lingers above; I hope you will cherish it and that we may reunite soon and relive this beautiful night together.

The final words: "I miss the bright and clear light of Mu."

Finally, a light-colored lipstick mark was also included.

Shen Zhao felt a wave of dizziness. Looking at the words on the paper, she had a sudden lapse in judgment and involuntarily grabbed the undergarment and brought it to her nose to smell it.

Sure enough, there was a faint fragrance.

Holy crap!

But the next moment, Shen Zhao was startled and quickly threw off his undergarment.

What am I doing?

I smelled it, damn it, I actually smelled it!

In an instant, Shen Zhao felt that he had been completely played by Mu Qiuyao.

The next moment, in a fit of rage, he directly activated the Southern Bright Fire, burning the letter to ashes.

Then he jumped off the bed, rushed to the side of the bellyband, and unleashed a flurry of energy.

After finally venting her anger, Shen Zhao sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the bellyband she had torn to pieces, and gradually calmed down.

"No way, calm down my foot!"

The more Shen Zhao thought about it, the angrier he became. He rushed forward again and unleashed another barrage of attacks on the remains of the bellyband before he could calm himself down.

"It seems necessary to make a trip to the Northern Region in the future to make that vixen Mu Qiuyao face reality."

"No, you're not allowed to go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yanran's voice rang out from outside the hall.

At this moment, Song Yanran was radiant and had regained the aura of an emperor.

"You are not allowed to go to Mu Qiuyao. I will absolutely not allow you to go to the Northern Region!"