Because they are gentle, understanding, and in a vulnerable position, they don't care about a woman's past.
In this country, men are the ones who are expected to remain faithful to one man for life.
"good."
This time, before Di Moyu could make a decision, Jun Feijue had already agreed.
In fact, in Jun Feijue's eyes, fame, fortune, resources, and wealth are not as important as good food.
Therefore, while using those things to tempt her might work, they are merely icing on the cake and not really necessary. But if it involves the people around her, then it's a different story.
She didn't understand any grand principles, but she knew how precious these people who had gathered around her were.
She had been lonely for half her life, and finally found these people who genuinely cared for her. Since she had received their kindness, she wanted to give back in any way she could.
Simply put, she'll pamper her own people no matter what.
She was willing to pay any price.
Therefore, she was not opposed to becoming the imperial advisor, a position that seemed to offer no disadvantage.
The main reason is that this empress is Zhan Wushuang's mother.
"Master, thank you."
Upon hearing this, Ji Fanya was immediately moved to tears and ran up to Jun Feijue, wanting to throw himself into his arms.
"Oh."
However, before he could get close, Di Moyu used his ink sword to block him from his chest.
"Um, senior brother, if I... if I said I just wanted to offer Master a toast, would you believe me?"
Seeing the black sword in his chest, Ji Fanya stopped in his tracks, swallowing hard in fear, and chickened out.
"go back."
Di Moyu would be a fool to believe it; he simply sheathed his ink sword, his eyes filled with indifference.
"Okay, I'll be right there..."
Ji Fanya nodded sadly, glanced at Jun Feijue one last time with reluctance, and then obediently trudged back to his seat with his short legs.
Oh, I thought I was going to be able to hug my master.
Why can the third senior sister hug him and the fourth senior brother hug him, but he can't?
This is so unfair.
Hmph, whatever, since the other party is his favorite senior brother, he can't get angry at all.
"Congratulations, Master."
At this moment, Zhan Wushuang, who had been so excited he couldn't sit still, was the first to stand up and raise his cup to toast Jun Feijue.
"Congratulations, Master."
Seeing this, Ji Fanya and Fan Qiyue also raised their glasses and stood up.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Imperial Preceptor!"
The ministers below were all shrewd and astute. Seeing that the matter had been settled, they immediately raised their glasses and stood up.
Regardless of the Empress's true thoughts, the fact that the Wuya Dynasty has the Empire as its backer is a great thing, and naturally something to be happy about.
"Hahaha, good, good, good!"
The Empress laughed heartily, glanced kindly at Zhan Wushuang, then raised her cup to Jun Feijue, "I toast you, Imperial Advisor."
"kindness."
Jun Feijue doesn't drink alcohol; he just drinks fruit juice instead.
"Come on, come on, serve the food, and bring the song and dance!"
Seeing that the most important matter had been accomplished, the Queen immediately waved her hand and announced the official start of the banquet.
Upon hearing the words "serving the food," Jun Feijue's eyes lit up instantly, sparkling so brightly that even the Empress narrowed her eyes slightly.
It was at this moment that the Queen seemed to finally understand something, and her eyes twitched with a pang of heartache.
So the reason Jun Feijue was so willing to return to the palace with her was because they could enjoy delicious food.
The thought that she, a dignified empress, was less important than a dish evoked a complex and indescribable feeling.
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