At Weiyang Palace, by the tranquil lake, a woman dressed in a crystal fairy dress and with silk sashes hanging from her shoulders stood by the jade railing, quietly watching the spirit fish swimming in the lake.
The woman was dignified and serene, with an exquisitely beautiful face and a captivating charm. Her fair skin and delicate figure accentuated her already perfect physique, making her even more graceful and alluring.
With a slight furrow of her brows, she could stir the hearts of men everywhere; with her lips slightly parted, she seemed to exhale the fragrance of orchids, inspiring endless imagination.
Especially her pair of captivating bright eyes, seemingly innocent yet possessing an indescribable otherworldly and heroic spirit.
However, at this moment, there was a hint of bewilderment in those bright, moon-like eyes.
Who would have thought that such a seemingly weak and helpless woman would actually be the current Empress of the Longhan Heavenly Dynasty, Song Yanran?
Judging solely by Song Yanran's appearance, one would never associate her with the man who wiped out nine of the Longhan royal family's brothers overnight and forced the late emperor to his death.
This is connected to the story of Empress Ziwei, who, less than ten years after ascending the throne, annihilated a million-strong resistance force in the Central Region, wiped out sixteen kingdoms in the Central Region, and laid the foundation for the glory of the Longhan Heavenly Dynasty.
After all, Song Yanran's appearance only gives men a sense of otherworldly perfection, and only makes women feel ashamed of themselves.
"Your Majesty, you have been standing here for half an hour."
The soft call of the palace maid behind her pulled the woman back to reality.
"I understand."
Song Yanran responded softly, then grabbed a handful of feed from the edge of the jade railing and scattered it into the lake.
Where is the Prince of Jing?
This question left the palace maids at a loss, unsure how to respond.
The title of Prince of the Capital was bestowed upon Di Feijing by Song Yanran. He was also one of the few princes of a different surname in the ten thousand years since the founding of the Longhan Heavenly Dynasty, which shows how important he was in the Empress's heart.
Seeing that no one answered, Song Yanran frowned slightly: "What? Are you all deaf?"
Upon hearing this, the palace maids were so frightened that they all lowered their heads and knelt down on the ground: "Your Majesty, please calm down. His Highness Prince Jing, he... he went to Nuanxiang Pavilion in the south of the city."
Song Yanran paused slightly as she sprinkled the feed, upon hearing the palace maid's reply.
She then casually scattered fish food into the lake and continued to ask, "Who is accompanying you?"
"Long Aotian, the sect leader of the Wenlong Sect; Yu Jinghai, the sect leader of the Sea God Gang; and Xue Qingyue, the sect leader of the Lingjian Sect."
"I understand. You may all leave."
"I'll take my leave."
The palace maid immediately retreated meekly.
Sigh~
A sigh seemed to express the Empress's helplessness.
Di Feijing was the white moonlight in the Empress's heart, the only man in her life who stirred her worldly desires.
She would unconditionally support whatever he wanted to do.
Because Di Feijing once risked his life to save her!
Recalling the moments when she first met and befriended Di Feijing, a rare, delicate and refined demeanor appeared on Song Yanran's face.
"Royal sister, you're here."
A call brought Song Yanran back to reality.
Looking back, he saw Song Yu smiling and welcoming him.
"Congratulations on your upcoming wedding, Your Highness. Your younger brother has prepared a special gift for you."
As she spoke, she took an exquisite jade box from the guard beside her: "One Hun Tian Pill, which can help my elder sister advance her cultivation further."
"That's thoughtful of you. This Hun Tian Pill must have cost a lot of spirit stones, right?"
"The whole country is celebrating the royal sister's wedding. It's just a trivial matter, so why bother mentioning it?"
"Well, it's been a while since you've been to the palace. Why don't you accompany me for a stroll in the Imperial Garden?"
"OK."
The siblings strolled through the garden, admiring and commenting on the picturesque scenery around them.
Only after sitting down by a flowerbed did Song Yanran ask, "Royal brother, you didn't come to the palace just to bring me gifts, did you?"
"Speak your mind directly. We're siblings; is there any need for such formalities?"
"No, what could possibly happen to me? You're overthinking it, Your Highness."
When Song Yu spoke, his eyes kept darting around, so how could he possibly hide it from Song Yanran's eyes?
"Do I not know your temperament? If you're not going to tell me, then don't say anything."
"this……"
Song Yu hesitated for a moment before mustering her courage and whispering, "Royal Sister, I just don't understand, with so many talented men in the world..."
Even if you were to choose a son-in-law for the emperor, there would be countless candidates more suitable than Di Feijing. Why choose him specifically?
Upon hearing this, Song Yanran smiled faintly: "Just for this? You'll see how good he is later."
Song Yu was speechless for a moment. What kind of reason was this? It was as good as saying nothing at all.
Little did he know that Song Yanran was completely unable to explain things about her past life to him.
Is she going to tell Song Yu that her brother-in-law risked his life to save her from the Poison King Valley in his previous life, and that he even used his life as a catalyst to force out the Seven-Colored Cloud Gu from her body?
Even if I told her, would Song Yu believe me?
Let time prove everything.
Suddenly, Song Yanran heard a slight ripple in the air.
She frowned slightly, stood up and said to Song Yu, "I remembered that I have important matters to attend to, so I will not keep you company any longer, Your Highness."
Song Yu immediately returned the greeting: "Since Your Majesty is busy with official duties, I will not disturb you any longer. Please take care of yourself, Your Majesty. I will take my leave now."
After Song Yu left, Song Yanran flicked her phoenix sleeves and immediately transformed into a stream, soaring into the sky.
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On the other side, Shen Zhao strolled around the streets with great interest, and finally arrived at Tianxianju in the east of the city and asked for a superior room.
Just as Shen Zhao settled in and was about to continue searching for news about Di Feijing, two Huns dressed in Hu clothing entered Tianxianju.
Shen Zhao glanced at the two men and saw that they were well-dressed and had rosy complexions, which was completely different from ordinary Xiongnu herders who grazed their livestock all year round. This showed that they were at least nobles in the Xiongnu Empire.
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