“This…” “How is this possible…”

Ming Zhanxue looked at everything around him in disbelief.

At this moment, she was lying on a red rosewood couch. The bedding on the couch was snow-white, and the light red gauze curtain exuded a faint fragrance.

The small and exquisite boudoir full of warm memories was no longer in front of her.

But...

The majestic and magnificent palace is surrounded by incense burners and cushions, and has golden dragon and phoenix carvings.

"Where am I..."

Mingzhan's indigo-like eyebrows were slightly frowned as he looked at the unfamiliar environment with extreme fear.

Outside the house, an urgent question was heard.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

Ming Zhanxue's abnormality still alarmed Murong Yanran.

Your Majesty... Your Majesty?

Are you calling me?

There was an extremely confused look in Ming Zhanxue's eyes.

I became the emperor?

No way...

Maybe this is just a dream?

In a trance, her eyes suddenly went dark and she fell heavily onto the pillow again.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Murong Yanran outside the house called out several times, but there was no response, and she couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Your Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

“…”

The voice was beautiful and pure, like spring water in a stream, but with a hint of panic.

Just when Murong Yanran was hesitating whether to break in.

Only a lazy voice was heard from inside the house.

"Yanran, I'm fine. I just slept for too long and feel a little tired."

Yan Jiaoran happened to come back and regained consciousness.

Murong Yanran: “(⊙o⊙)…”

When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong.

Your Majesty is particularly strange today.

It was obvious that His Majesty was hiding something from her.

What is going on?

Could it be related to Qin Yuan again?

inside the house.

Yan Jiaoran's indigo-colored eyebrows were slightly frowned, revealing a confused look.

It seems that the development of things has gradually gotten out of her control.

This time his luck was not as good as the previous two times. Ming Zhanxue finally woke up and noticed something unusual.

Fortunately, she probably didn't stay awake for long.

I don’t know how much she knows.

What will happen next time when the exchange takes place?

Should I have a frank talk with that dog man and Ming Zhanxue?

Yan Jiaoran rubbed her temples. This kind of thing that was completely out of control was really a headache.

Forget it, let’s solve the problem of the vassal kings first.

…

Qin Mansion.

In an instant, Ming Zhanxue regained consciousness and suddenly opened his eyes.

What came into view was still the familiar boudoir. She reached out and easily found Qin Yuan.

Listening to the familiar long breathing sound, stroking the rising and falling chest.

Her heart finally settled down.

Murmuring to himself: "Was everything just now a dream?"

Ming Zhanxue smiled sweetly, like a flower blooming softly in the darkness.

She covered her cheeks with her hands, her face flushed, and said, "I'm going to die..."

"Why would I have such a strange dream..."

"It's all that big fool's fault!"

"Where do all these messy tricks come from..."

Then, she turned half to her side, resting her head on Qin Yuan's side, and fell asleep happily.

This sleep ended at dawn.

Qin Yuan woke up slowly.

He carefully moved Ming Zhanxue's hand away, gently stood up, and stretched comfortably.

Today is another day that I don’t want to go to work.

Then, he covered Ming Zhanxue with a quilt, walked to the dressing table in a daze, and was about to wash his face to wake himself up.

Unexpectedly, what appeared in the bronze mirror was a clown's face.

Qin Yuan: “!!!”

When was this done!

How can it be repaired?

This is intolerable!

I must teach her a lesson tonight, otherwise how can I retain my dignity as the head of the family!

…

Imperial Palace.

Yan Jiaoran got up early, which was rare for her, and asked for pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Although she is obsessed with cultivating immortals, she is definitely not a fool.

Qin Yuan has already explained his idea very clearly, and all that remains is to supplement and improve this idea according to her own understanding.

Then discuss it with the ministers in the court, and then it can be distributed to the territories of various vassal kings.

Then everything will fall into place.

As for how Qin Yuan, this bastard, would react when he saw the operation of the Enfeoffment Order, and whether he would be able to find the flaw.

These issues were no longer within her consideration.

At present, national affairs are more important.

As long as she solves the current big problem, she will have plenty of time and energy to deal with this bastard!

Thinking of this.

Yan Jiaoran raced against time and neglected sleep and food.

Even the daily check-in for cultivation was interrupted. After two days, he finally completed the Enfeoffment Order that Qin Yuan mentioned and sorted out a set of regulations.

"Very good, this Enfeoffment Order belongs to me."

Yan Jiaoran put down her pen with satisfaction and read the entire text.

It is not just about the titles of vassal kings and the empty enfeoffment.

There are also specific rigid regulations on territory, army, taxation, people under rule, etc.

In this way, the Enfeoffment Order could finally be implemented.

Yan Jiaoran read through it carefully many times, considering each item for a long time. After confirming again and again that there was no problem, she called Murong Yanran.

Soon, Murong Yanran pushed the door open and walked in, bowing: "Yanran greets His Majesty. I wonder what His Majesty wants to do for you?"

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