Yongning knew very well that she wasn't smart. Even after being reborn, she didn't know how to take revenge on Nalan or how to make amends.

She could only entangle herself with Nalan in her own way, and she would not agree to anything he did, so as not to cause trouble for Mo Yan and the others.

If you don't know what to do, then take care of yourself.

That way, I shouldn't be able to hold Mo Yan and the others back, right?

“Brother Nalan, you know perfectly well that they hate me to death now, and you still want me to go and be bullied by them? I won’t go.”

After saying that, Yongning turned around and went back into the room.

...

The arena has already been set up.

Mo Yan, dressed in her wedding gown, stood on the arena. Someone was willing to try and offered their betrothal gifts.

You have to understand that the princess's dowry was enormous, an entire continent. How could they possibly obtain it if they offered something in return?

Not only officials, but even martial arts practitioners came.

After Mo Yan beat up several officials, someone wearing a mask arrived.

"Princess, may we martial arts practitioners participate?"

Mo Yan calmly sipped her tea. "Okay, but you have to offer a betrothal gift that will win my heart. Otherwise, how can you possibly obtain this princess's fiefdom?"

"My fiefdom is an entire continent."

A continent is like a province, with five cities under it, and each city has 13 counties.

These are enough to make anyone's heart flutter.

The princess was the owner of the fiefdom, and no one would say anything if she enclosed land and became a queen.

"I am the leader of the martial arts alliance. If I lose, the position of leader of the martial arts alliance will belong to Her Highness the Princess. This is the token!"

He threw out the token of the martial arts alliance leader.

Mo Yan reached out and caught it, then flicked it with her wrist. "Iron? Your martial arts world is too poor, isn't it? Stop with the martial arts world and get a proper job. Any business you do is better than this."

Mo Yan's吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical remarks) made the martial arts alliance leader's lips twitch. This princess was really direct.

"Please, Your Highness!"

Mo Yan didn't stand on ceremony with him and immediately started fighting. The two fought all the way from the ground to the roof, so fast that no one could see their figures. In the end, the martial arts alliance leader was knocked to the ground with a single palm strike.

“Princess, you have won. From now on, we will obey your every command.”

"Give me a list, and I'll go farm, or I'll go into business."

Mo Yan did not refuse, but looked at the alliance leader and spoke.

After Mo Yan finished speaking, she had a sign hung up announcing the end of the day. Suddenly, someone flew up. "Your Highness, Yerumur has come to seek your guidance."

Yerumur was the prince's name. He was also the next king of the grasslands. Although the war between the two countries had ended, they remained ambitious. Perhaps in their minds, with the prince dead, there was no one left to lead the army.

Upon arriving in Chang'an, Mu'er heard that Princess Chang Le was holding a martial arts contest to find a husband, and that one had to present a betrothal gift in order to participate.

If he wins, he becomes the princess's son-in-law, and the princess receives a fiefdom encompassing an entire continent.

If they lose, the betrothal gifts will have to be left to the princess. Mur felt that the Yun Kingdom was definitely just sending them gifts.

Mur felt he wouldn't lose. In their eyes, the people of Yun Kingdom were all people who only cared about enjoying themselves and were not as strong as the grassland people.

As for Princess Chang Le, she's just a nephew's wife; how powerful could she be?

He considered Chang Le and his fiefdom as his own.

"This princess only accepts three challenges a day, so please come early tomorrow."

Mo Yan looked at him calmly, and in just one glance, Mu Er was stunned. He had never seen such a beautiful woman before.

As a man from the grasslands, he naturally doesn't prefer the kind of weak woman, nor the kind of woman who looks very thin and can't lift anything. As a woman from the grasslands, she also has to do the work.

But Mo Yan was different. He looked at her at first glance, and even though he thought she was very thin, he still felt a sense of goodwill towards her and fell in love with her... He felt that even if she looked very thin, it was not unacceptable.

"Then why can you limit the time when you're holding a martial arts contest to choose a husband?"

Mo Yan: "..."

"This princess accepted three challenges in one day, which means she fought against three people. She's exhausted. Are you trying to break the rules and take advantage of her?"

Mo Yan was speechless. Was this guy out of his mind?

Moore: "..."

"Or do you know you can't beat me, so you're taking advantage of my vulnerability?"

Moore: "..."

"You people from Yun Kingdom are too sharp-tongued. I'm not going to talk to you anymore. I'll come back tomorrow."

Mur then left with his men, and Mo Yan and the other two took all the betrothal gifts for the day to the palace.

The emperor looked at those things and laughed, "Yan Yan, if it weren't for you, I really wouldn't have known that those officials were so rich."

Mo Yan laughed along, "Yes, Uncle, let's use all of these for the army, whether it's for making weapons or for purchasing provisions."

In addition, I hope that the three armed forces can grow their own land when there is no war, so that the food supply can keep up in peacetime.

We could also open up trade and engage with other countries. What do you think?

The emperor looked at the girl in front of him. She was only a teenager, yet she had such foresight. She was indeed worthy of being his niece.

"Alright, as long as you can come up with a concrete plan, I will have someone assess its feasibility."

"Yan Yan, whatever you want to do, just go for it. Your uncle will back you up."

He believed that Mo Yan would do her best, and if she couldn't, it didn't matter; he would.

He seemed to see his younger brother's shadow in Mo Yan, who always had such a vibrant and energetic mind. He told him, "Brother, I hope that one day, no one in Yun Kingdom will dare to bully us."

Mo Yan immediately bowed to the emperor, "Thank you, Imperial Uncle!"

Mo Yan came out of the palace and had just arrived at her doorstep when she saw Nalande.

"Princess, something has happened to Yongning. She's unconscious... she might..."

Even so, he still looked up at Mo Yan at an interesting angle, probably wanting to show that he was very handsome.

"If that's the case, why aren't you going to see a doctor? What are you doing here, Princess?"

"Stop me, princess! What do you want? If she dies, you'll die with her; if she's half-dead, you'll be half-dead too. Otherwise, how can your love be called 'following each other to the death'?"

With a single glance from Mo Yan, someone immediately stepped forward. "Go to his house and see if Yongning has been harmed. If so, send him on his way."

That man was from the martial arts world and was now Mo Yan's bodyguard.

"Yes, Princess."

The man immediately led his men to follow Nalan.

“Princess…” Nalan gritted her teeth, looked up at the princess tenderly, “Actually, the person Nalan has always loved is the princess.”

That was the sentence that made Mo Yan beat him half to death. "How dare you covet this princess? Throw him back and tell Yongning to keep an eye on her man. What kind of trash is this? Who are you trying to disgust?"