Ten years.

With its strong army and prosperous people, Dajing became the wealthiest country in the world.

All nations pay tribute, and the world submits.

Mu Xingzhi became the most prestigious emperor in the history of the Great Jing Dynasty.

Mu Qianzhong felt that his path to restoration was far from over.

later.

Mu Xingzhi and Linghu Lan set off south for an inspection tour.

Mu Qianzhong finally had the opportunity to attend court alone.

That day.

He almost cried with joy.

Ten years have passed.

He served as the crown prince for a full ten years.

Finally, he went to court alone again.

One month later.

A newsletter was delivered to Mu Qianzhong's desk.

He had a gut feeling that the package was different. Suppressing his excitement, he opened it.

really.

Edict of succession.

It reads: "Ten years of honing this sword, now its edge is revealed. The throne is yours; no need for thanks."

An indescribable excitement filled his heart.

Nobody's going to thank you.

He became emperor.

He finally became emperor again.

Really,

big

quick

people

Heart! ! !

"Guards!" he slammed his hand on the table and shouted.

Suddenly, a hidden compartment popped out from under the table.

Suspicion arose in his heart, and he gestured to the eunuch to open the brocade box in the hidden compartment.

The box has no mechanism.

Inside was a note: "Hey! Slamming your fist on the table, are you trying to find us and wipe us out? Don't bother, you won't find us. Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. We're the most reckless one in the water. Don't believe me? Try it!"

Mu Qianzhong felt a breath stuck in his chest, unable to exhale, and he felt like he was about to suffocate.

A guard entered from outside the door and said respectfully, "Your Highness, this servant is here."

Mu Qianzhong stared blankly for a moment, then said sadly, "You may leave."

The guard found it strange. Just now, his voice was full of joy and pride, but now it seemed to have fallen silent. This was too odd.

Mu Qianzhong ascended the throne again.

This coronation ceremony was exceptionally low-key.

Having spent ten years living a humble life, Mu Qianzhong has become even more composed and experienced.

Dajing was well-governed under his leadership.

Although he still disliked Mu Xingzhi and Linghu Lan, he had to admit that he had gradually accepted some of their views.

Later policies were more moderate and appropriate, and closer to people's livelihoods.

Ultimately, he became a wise and virtuous ruler.

The history of Linghu Lan and Mu Xingzhi's usurpation of the throne is often circulated and enjoyed by people in unofficial histories.

This has become a bizarre period of history that later historians love to study.

They discovered many policies with modern thinking in that period of history.

Some have boldly suggested that Mu Xingzhi and Linghu Lan must have been time-traveling emperors and empresses, which is quite chilling to think about.

...

After Linghu Lan and Mu Xingzhi returned power to Mu Qianzhong, they took advantage of their good mobility and traveled all over the world.

I'm too old to walk anymore.

So he opened a small tavern, continuing to sell wine and observe the mundane lives of ordinary people.

Thanks to the blessings of countless people, we enjoy a prosperous and peaceful era.

The two lived ordinary, mundane lives like any other common people.

Linghu Lan is always grateful: for letting Mu Xingzhi, once a noble and wealthy prince, degenerate into a wine vendor.

He gave a lot in his life.

Mu Xingzhi, however, touched the wrinkles on her face.

"Thanks to your good fortune, I wasn't destined to be a bachelor forever."

Linghu Lan smiled.

She recalled the awkward boy who could only get an erection when he saw her at their first meeting.

Young men admire young women.

White hair, yet love remains fresh.

That day.

The two then opened the door.

A young girl peeked her head in from outside the door.

He glanced at the two of them, then paused slightly in surprise.

He began, "Fifth Prince, young lady?"

"Um?"

Mu Xingzhi and Linghu Lan looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Gu Yanyan?"

"It's me, young lady, is it really you?"

She rushed forward and hugged Linghu Lan's old arms and legs.

She burst into tears.

"Girl, I've finally found you. I've searched so many places."

For a moment, Linghu Lan had a profound doubt about life.

What's going on?

Let me explain.

I haven't seen Gu Yanyan for at least twenty years.

But.

Why does my face look so wrinkled?

You still have a youthful and beautiful appearance.

Did you take some kind of immortality elixir?

Or is this actually a cultivation world?

Or perhaps you are the reincarnation of Chang'e? Bringing your own bugs into existence?

At that moment, Linghu Lan went through a mental breakdown!