"No need, brother, I'm not a child anymore, I won't hold it against her." Bei Yan puffed out his cheeks, looking mature for his age.

Bei Yifeng laughed out loud, "Good, good, good, my little sister is so sensible."

"The Emperor has arrived! The Empress has arrived!" The eunuch's shrill voice rang out again, and the group of people bowed once more.

"Rise." The emperor, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, sat on the highest seat, his gaze sweeping across the audience below, finally settling on a small figure.

"Yan'er, come here, let your uncle take a good look at your phoenix mark." The Emperor Qian beckoned to Bei Yan, his affection for her evident in his expression.

Bei Yan was already used to his unreliable uncle, the emperor, and strode towards the potential emperor.

The Emperor stared intently at the silver phoenix mark between Bei Yan's brows for a long while, as if it were some rare and precious object, before finally looking away.

Finally, he patted Bei Yan on the shoulder with a serious and earnest expression. Bei Yan was taken aback by the Emperor's unusually serious demeanor and waited for him to continue.

After a long while, the Emperor Qian said earnestly, "Yan'er, when you become successful in the future, you must protect your uncle. Your uncle is waiting for you to lead our Qianchen Kingdom to great heights!"

Bei Yan: "......"??? Uncle, are you serious? "Uncle, I'm still a child."

"Oh dear, you're not so young anymore! Time flies so fast; it'll be over in the blink of an eye. In a few years, you'll be a beautiful young woman."

You know all of your uncle's sons, right? Oh, right, I forgot you don't know Qing'er.

"Look, that one in the blue robe is it. Think about which one you like, and just reluctantly marry her."

Emperor Qian has only been on the throne for a few years, and so far he has only four children: the eldest prince, Crown Prince Qian Ze; the second prince, Qian Ya; the third prince, Qian Qing; and the youngest princess, Qian Xue.

Qianya's passion for martial arts had reached the point of obsession. He had become a disciple of the Second Elder of Qingze Academy, but was currently on a training expedition and therefore did not return with the others.

At this moment, only the eldest prince and the third prince were present, and both of them stared at the potential emperor on the high throne as if struck by lightning.

Marry them?! Is Father Emperor trying to sell them off?!

Qianxue's bright face turned almost liver-colored. She clenched her fists repeatedly. The old woman behind her nudged her, and Qianxue let out a soft hum, suppressing her anger.

"Uncle, it's too early, it's too early! Yan'er is still just a child!" Bei Yan sighed inwardly, but on the surface, she still had to act cute and beg for mercy.

"Sigh, alright, alright, then let's wait until Yan'er is a little older, and then Uncle will worry about your marriage. Sigh, those boys are all disappointing; none of them have caught Yan'er's eye."

The Emperor Qian glared at his two sons below the stage, muttering in dissatisfaction. Bei Yan's eyes twitched as he listened.

She had wondered countless times why the emperor, who was supposed to be supreme, would have such a silly and eccentric personality.

The two of them, who had been given the cold shoulder and disliked by their own father for no reason, hung their heads and felt heartbroken. Were they not actually related by blood?

"Uncle, I'm going down now. My brother is still waiting for me over there." Bei Yan continued to plead and act cute, begging for mercy. Standing next to the Emperor was really conspicuous.

All eyes in the entire hall were on her, and she really disliked being stared at like that.

"Go ahead." The Emperor Qian, having failed to abduct his little niece, had no choice but to wave his hand and let the girl go.

As Bei Yan stepped off the stage and passed Qian Qing, Qian Qing gently raised his wine glass, a faint smile appearing on his gentle and refined face.