Yun Qingluo thought she would be bored in the palace.

I had imagined experiencing the profound loneliness that comes with entering the palace.

But there was nothing there.

The Empress Dowager has replied that there is no need to go and pay respects, so Yun Qingluo is finally able to relax.

I sleep until I naturally wake up every day, have breakfast, go find Zeyan and Qianyue, and play with the kids.

If I have time at noon, I'll have lunch with Mo Beichen; otherwise, I'll eat by myself in the small kitchen.

After eating, take a nap, push the snowman around in the afternoon, take a walk, read some medical books, pickle some poison, listen to the gossip outside, and then play with the children.

Have dinner, take a walk to digest, and enjoy a nice hot bath.

Mo Beichen came back early, so we could chat and discuss the mysteries of life.

He returned late, only to be greeted by a sleeping face.

Occasionally, parents could be invited to the palace for a get-together.

Although there was much discussion in the court, she didn't care because there was a pillar of support in the court.

Besides, his own father had already relinquished his military power and specifically applied for a sinecure, so the civil officials had nothing to say.

Ultimately, it all comes down to being against etiquette.

But with Mo Beichen around, nothing is a problem.

Time flew by, and the palace banquet arrived in the blink of an eye.

On the day of the palace banquet.

Civil and military officials, along with their families, were already waiting in the main hall.

"I heard that the Crown Prince of Beiyue Kingdom and the Crown Prince of Dongwu Kingdom will both be coming this time."

"Hey, your news is outdated. I heard that the Northern Moon Kingdom and the Eastern Martial Kingdom have joined forces to deal with our Heavenly Ink Kingdom."

"What? We've only just stabilized; how can we withstand an attack from two countries?"

"Your Majesty is wise. You have already trained the soldiers of the Tianlang Kingdom. They are just waiting for a great battle and will surely teach them a lesson."

"The poor are the common people, alas."

"His Majesty has arrived! His Majesty the Empress has arrived!"

Upon hearing the announcement, the ministers immediately rose in a panic and, along with their families, knelt down to pay their respects.

"Welcome Your Majesty and Empress! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Empress!"

"My beloved subjects, rise." Mo Beichen took Yun Qingluo to sit in the main seat, then raised his hand slightly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The ministers rose and took their seats with their families.

"The Crown Prince of Beiyue Kingdom and the Crown Prince of Dongwu Kingdom have arrived!"

The ministers' eyes were solemn.

The arrival of the two crown princes together—is this a way of telling Tianmo Kingdom that they have indeed joined forces?

"Greetings, Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor!" The two crown princes bowed their heads in greeting.

Mo Beichen's voice carried an air of authority, "You two have come from afar, no need for formalities, please take your seats."

After Yue Tianze and Ye Ming sat down as instructed, they slightly raised their eyes to look at Mo Beichen.

Unexpectedly, he was the first among the four countries to take this position.

Their former battlefield adversaries have now become a level above them.

It is indeed a formidable presence.

"It's been many days since I last saw you, Your Majesty. Your Majesty's beauty is still as stunning as ever. It seems that the title of the most beautiful woman in Tianmo Kingdom is well-deserved." Ye Ming smiled as he looked at Yun Qingluo.

His eyes held a hint of resentment.

She made him impotent.

After returning home, I saw countless doctors, all of whom said that I would never be able to have children again.

Yun Qingluo caused him to lose his lineage, while she hid comfortably in the Tianmo Kingdom's palace.

The ministers were shocked by Ye Ming's words, and the hall, which had been quiet, erupted into an uproar.

"What does the Crown Prince of Dongwu mean by this? Could it be that he is an old acquaintance of our Empress?"

"How could the Crown Prince of Dongwu Kingdom know our Empress?"

"Judging from his tone, he seems quite familiar with our Empress. Could it be...?"

"A fickle woman is not fit to be an empress," a young girl, completely infatuated with Mo Beichen, said viciously.

"Shut up! Don't you know where you are? Be careful what you say!" A minister in front of her suddenly turned around and glared at the girl.

“Father, I’m not wrong. Look at her, sitting there with that fake smile. How can she monopolize the Emperor? Such a jealous woman doesn’t deserve to be Empress. The Emperor should kill her.”

"Shut up! If you say another word, I'll immediately send someone to take you back to the ancestral hall to kneel and reflect on your actions." The person who had just told the girl to shut up changed his expression and scolded her in a low voice.

Yun Qingluo, who has excellent hearing, also heard these words, but did not pay attention to them.

It won't hurt her to be criticized.

Say whatever you want, as long as you don't go up to her and point your finger at her, everything is fine.

She wouldn't do something so pointless as to cause internal strife.

She is the biggest and most important person in the world; everything else is irrelevant.

But Xiao Yi just chuckled.

"You finally got rid of that scheming, innocent sister of yours, and now another rotten suitor has appeared. Surprised? Unexpected?"

Yun Qingluo said indifferently, "Does she deserve to be a Peach Blossom? Then this year's Peach Blossoms are too rotten. If she were in some legend, she would be given a severe beating. She doesn't even know where she is before she dares to spout such nonsense."

Xiao Yi thought, "What if I survive three episodes? After all, I have such a cautious father."

Yun Qinglu raised an eyebrow slightly, turned her head to look at Zeyan and Qianyue beside her, and saw that the two little ones were not shy at all, curiously looking at everything in the hall.

Slowly turning her head, Yun Qingluo glanced at the girl and said calmly, "How about we make a bet? I bet she won't live past tonight."

Xiao Yi became somewhat interested, "Oh ho, so sure? What's blocking it?"

Yun Qingluo said, "Two Marrow Cleansing Grasses. If you win, I will cultivate these Marrow Cleansing Grasses."

Xiao Yi frowned. "What if I lose?"

Yun Qingluo said, "Then you will continue to cultivate them, but the number will become four."

Xiao Yi retorted indignantly, "Why?"

Yun Qingluo explained earnestly, "Think about it, you lost to me in rock-paper-scissors back then, and you were the one who cultivated this Marrow Cleansing Herb. Since you're going to cultivate it anyway, there's no difference between two or four, right?"

"Besides, what if you win? Then you won't need to train them at all. Do you already think you've lost?"

Xiao Yi, who had completely forgotten that Yun Qingluo held the power of life and death over certain people, easily fell into Yun Qingluo's trap.

He retorted defiantly, "How could I possibly lose? Fine, let's bet. I won't lose."

Yun Qingluo returned to reality with a smile.

The murmurs below hadn't died down yet.

Yun Qingluo glanced at Mo Beichen out of the corner of her eye. Sure enough, Mo Beichen's face was as gloomy as the dark clouds outside, as if a storm was brewing.

Yun Qingluo watched as some ministers' families, oblivious to their own fate, sat below, still discussing the matter animatedly.

She couldn't help but wonder, didn't these people feel the low pressure? She was almost frozen to death.

Xiao Yi said, "I guess they're all nearsighted and can't see your man's expression, which is why they're so fearless."

It's like when you were in school, you hid behind your books eating spicy snacks, and naively thought your teacher was blind, and even more so, blind without a sense of taste.