Chapter 65 The Rebirth of the Daughter
The appearance of the round Supreme Enjoy PLUS version was like a depth bomb, completely stunning the envoys from various countries who were watching the ceremony.
The enormous metal body glowed coldly in the sunlight, silently floating in the sky, and its shadow covered most of the royal training ground.
There was no deafening roar, no smoke of gunpowder, only a soul-shaking silence that came from the crushing of absolute power.
When its cold single eye swept across the area below, as if it could penetrate the deepest fear in people's hearts, all the envoys felt their blood freeze instantly.
Deterrence! This is the ultimate deterrent that transcends time and understanding!
When Emperor Nangong Yu of Dayan, in an almost casual manner, lightly introduced the basic functions of this national treasure, which were mainly plowing and turning the soil, with a little "small accident" that could accidentally flatten a mountain, and emphasized that it was very peace-loving and was only used for agricultural production, the entire viewing platform fell silent.
The most crucial thing was that the Fuying envoys looked as if they had lost their parents and did not even dare to breathe in front of Fuxing Princess Dongfang Yuning, and the princess's clear and loud words "We must crush them Fuying!" pushed the deterrent effect to the peak.
The envoys' faces were pale, their foreheads dripping with sweat. They even breathed cautiously, fearing to disturb the evil spirit in the sky. The so-called national treasures and elite displays they brought with them were as small as children's toys in front of the round PLUS.
The effect is immediate.
Over the next few days, the official roads leading to the Dayan capital were busier than ever. It wasn't merchant caravans, but rather a constant stream of tribute teams from various countries, laden with rare treasures, spices, brocades, and exotic animals!
They used the greatest sincerity they could think of, and the treasures in the national treasury were emptied box by box, just to express the deepest respect and flattery to His Majesty Emperor Dayan, who possessed the national artifact, and Princess Fuxing Dongfang Yuning, who was said to be so blessed that she could even communicate with the artifact.
However, things soon developed beyond the scope of simple tribute.
I don't know which envoy started spreading this rumor, or maybe it was just a clever interpretation by some monarch of some country:
Since Princess Fuxing is so important and so favored by the divine weapon, what if we can forge a deep friendship with her, or even marry her?
Wouldn't that be equivalent to putting on an invisible, indestructible shield for your own country?
Therefore, in the subsequent intelligence about the tribute team (the people were still on the way), many descriptions of gorgeous carriages and chariots quietly appeared.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and out stepped the beauties who had been carefully selected from various countries - princesses of noble status and noble ladies who were the most beautiful in Beijing.
Some of them are charming and passionate, some are cold and aloof, and some are innocent. All of them are stunningly beautiful. They carry the mission of their respective countries and hope to meet the lucky princess by chance.
Even the core members of Dayan's royal family, especially the young crown prince and the powerful Prince Yong's secret thoughts.
What's even more outrageous is that some countries have a more open mind - since the princess is a woman, perhaps sending her a handsome man would be more to her liking?
Intelligence revealed that young men with tall stature, handsome features, and exceptional literary talent or martial arts skills had appeared in the ranks. They were dubbed cultural exchange ambassadors and representatives of young talent, but their tacit goal was to capture the mysterious Princess Fuxing.
If I could win the princess's favor, even if it was just a one-night stand, the benefits that would come would be unimaginable!
[Poof! 118, did you see that? The secret report says that the Xiliang Kingdom is sending their prince, known as the 'Pearl of the Grassland'?
They also specifically mark him as being good at riding and shooting, having a strong physique, and having peach blossom eyes?
Oh my god! And that Nanyue country even offered up their prime minister's youngest daughter, claiming she's 'proficient in music, dances gracefully, and is especially skilled in perfumery'? That's such a blatant goal!
Dongfang Yuning was swinging on the swing in his bedroom, chewing on strawberries watered by the spiritual spring (which were particularly sweet), while he was furiously complaining to the system about the secret list of tributes from various countries that had just been delivered and shared by the emperor's brother-in-law.
System 118:
[Ding—Host, you have successfully attracted international attention from the opposite sex (preloading). Data Analysis: Xiliang Prince Ashina Feng (pseudonym), with a clear goal: to seduce you.]
Strategy prediction: Extravagant peacock-like display of wild charm. Nguyen Thi Thanh Ha, a noblewoman from South Vietnam, aims to approach you, establish a "bestie" relationship, and indirectly save the country.
Strategy prediction: Green Tea-style delicate charm + talent bombardment. Analysis reports for other target characters have been generated. Do you want to review them?
Dongfang Yuning: [Read! Must read! Watch it for fun! Tsk tsk tsk, what kind of dirty crap is in these people's heads? They think they can get me by sending a few beautiful women and handsome men? That they can get the artifact?]
The villain in her heart sneered with his hands on his hips,
They got two things wrong! First, Yuangungun only listens to me! Second, and most importantly—
Her eyes instantly turned cold, carrying the deep-rooted cleanliness and pride of the modern soul:
I'm Dongfang Yuning, from the 21st century! My education taught me that love is exclusive! Marriage is sacred! Men are dirty!
Especially those who have three wives and four concubines, and countless concubines in the backyard, even if they are given to me for free, I would feel disgusted! You come to my door and slap me in the face? Ha, wait and see how I teach you how to behave with modern values!
As for those noble ladies and princesses…wanting to be mistresses? No way! The windows are welded shut!]
She took a big bite of the strawberry, and the juice splashed everywhere, as if she was biting the flesh of those with ulterior motives.
System 118: [Ding—Detecting the host's strong obsession with moral purity and awakening of feminist consciousness (MAX). Supporting the host's use of the concepts of single nobility and a lifelong partnership to combat feudal dregs!]
Suggestion: You can quote the provisions on the obligation of fidelity between spouses and the "sentencing standards for bigamy" in the "Dayan Marriage Law" (the first draft that you just revised to fool your emperor brother-in-law) to carry out legal education.
In terms of physical defense, this system can provide electrostatic barriers (low power) or directional stink bombs (non-lethal) to gently dissuade people of the opposite sex who get too close.
[Haha! 118, you're truly my mouthpiece and military advisor! Forget about physical defense, I'm afraid I'll have to pay them if I suffocate them! Legal education is a plus!]
A cunning light flashed in Dongfang Yuning's eyes.
[When they arrive, I'll give them a moral education lesson!]
She was completely immersed in her complaints and battle plans with the system, and was completely unaware of the coming storm and the conspiracy deep within the palace.
The atmosphere within the Imperial Palace's study was so heavy it felt like water could drip out of it. Although the delegation was still en route, the impact of the secret report remained undiminished.
"Asshole! Absolutely asshole!"
Emperor Nangong Yu's forehead veins throbbed as he slammed a stack of secret reports containing the list of beauties "tributed" from various countries and the secret intentions behind them onto the imperial desk with a loud "bang".
"These barbarians! What do they think my Dayan is? A brothel?! Send! Send! Send! One by one, they all want to put people in my harem! Put people by the prince's side! They even want to get their hands on Ning'er?!"
The last sentence was almost roared out with gritted teeth, and the chest under the dragon robe rose and fell violently.
He seemed to have seen a terrifying scene before his eyes: What if some ignorant slave, relying on her beauty and the support of the country, sneaked into his harem, and Wu'er found out...
Nangong Yu shuddered, a chill running from the soles of his feet straight up to the top of his head! He had no doubt that with Wu'er's soft exterior and inner strength, and her unyielding character, she would definitely crush him to ashes!
It's not enough to just scatter his ashes. His lawless, vindictive, and sister in law sister-in-law, whose head is full of all kinds of weird ideas about making the best use of resources, will definitely applaud and even kindly suggest that his ashes be used to fertilize the fields or paste the walls, truly achieving "resource recycling"!
Just thinking about that scene, Nangong Yu felt a chill on his back and the dragon chair burning his buttocks, as if he could already smell the earthy smell of his own ashes mixed in the mud!
"Father, calm down."
The crown prince, Nangong Chengqian, frowned, and a layer of frost covered his handsome face. He also held a list in his hand, which listed several people.
The foreign princesses and noble ladies who "admired Prince Dayan's style and longed for cultural exchange" surrounded him. Although the chance encounters and admiration surrounding him had not yet occurred, the mere anticipation of them made him feel extremely bored and stressed.
He was dedicated to the country and his people, and worked hard to govern the country. He was extremely disgusted with these beautiful women who had naked political motives and tried to use their beauty as bargaining chips to stir up the court.
"Royal brother, we must guard against it with all our might."
The icy voice cut through the heavy air like a sharp blade tempered with ice. Prince Yong, Nangong Ye, stood in the shadows of the imperial study, his figure erect as a pine tree, his dark python robe making his expression even more stern.
He exuded a biting coldness that kept strangers away, and his deep eyes were as sharp as an eagle, fixed on the names of those who wanted to get their hands on Princess Fuxing, with undisguised murderous intent surging in his eyes.
"Not even a fly is allowed to get near Ning'er!"
In his eyes, those men and women who tried to get close to his fiancée were no different from dead people.
When he thought about someone daring to covet his Ning'er with such dirty thoughts and a purposeful smile, he wanted to draw his sword immediately, completely wipe those names from the list, and plow the countries behind them!
"Yes! Guard it with all your might!"
Nangong Yu seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, and slammed the table so hard that the imperial pen on the pen holder jumped.
"Aye! I'll leave Ning'er's situation entirely to you! 12 hours! I allow you to provide close protection for 12 hours! No, I'll strictly guard her! She'll always be with you! We won't let those shameless people get even a step closer to Ning'er! Poaching her? I'll see who dares!"
He practically roared his death order to his younger brother, his eyes etched with desperate determination. At this moment, the strict separation of sexes, the dignity of a prince, were not as important as protecting Dayan's national mascot and the threat to his ashes!
"Your Highness obeys my command!"
Nangong Ye clasped his fists, his voice resolute and resolute, like the clang of metal. An indescribable warmth instantly dissipated the coldness in his eyes. This was exactly what he had been longing for!
He had never wanted to leave Ning'er's side, and now with the imperial edict's "protection," he felt even more justified. His mind was already racing with thoughts of how to arrange the most stringent protection possible, and... how to legitimately "occupy" every seat around Ning'er.
"As for me and the Crown Prince..."
Nangong Yu rubbed his throbbing temples, feeling as if his head was about to explode, his eyes flashing with tired but shrewd light.
"We can't just sit there and wait for them to rush in! We have to take the initiative! Muddy the waters!"
"What does Father mean?"
Nangong Chengqian asked, with a vague guess in his mind.
"Selection! No, not for me!"
Nangong Yu immediately clarified, fearing that it would cause misunderstanding.
"It's for the envoys to see! Let them know that my Dayan has many good sons and daughters!
It's not their turn to worry about the Prince and I's backyard! They want a marriage? We will promote the outstanding ladies and gentlemen we have selected!"
He stood up and paced behind the imperial desk, speaking rapidly:
"Issue an order! All officials of the third rank and above in the capital, as well as noble families, who have unmarried legitimate sons and daughters of marriageable age, who are of outstanding character, appearance, talent, and virtue, are ordered to submit a list of names and portraits to the Imperial Household Department within three days!
I want to personally review it! Show it to the Crown Prince and... well, to the young men of the royal family who are of appropriate age!"
He almost let the cat out of the bag, so he quickly swallowed the word "朕" after "Crown Prince" and changed it to "a member of the royal family."
Nangong Chengqian's mouth twitched slightly. He understood that his father was trying to use a group of "shields" to draw the enemy's attention.
Although it was helpless, it seemed to be the most effective method at the moment. At least, it could divert some of the attention of those foreign beauties.
"in addition,"
Nangong Yu's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and his voice suddenly lowered with a chilling coldness. He glanced at the only three people in the imperial study - himself, the crown prince, and Prince Yong.
"Regarding Ning'er's inner thoughts..."
He paused, each word weighing heavily.
"Propagate my secret decree: Any citizen of Dayan who dares to reveal even a single word of the princess's inner thoughts to a foreign nation, regardless of status, will be charged with treason upon verification! Nine generations of the clan will be exterminated!"
"Your son obeys your order!"
"Your Highness obeys your command!"
Nangong Chengqian and Nangong Ye responded solemnly at the same time, their expressions dignified. They knew that this matter concerned the fate of the country and even more so Ning'er's safety, and they could not afford to make any mistakes.
This secret decree was like an invisible shackle, locking the shocking secret firmly within the territory of Dayan.
The imperial study was filled with a solemn atmosphere. Nangong Ye thought of the impending "flies" threatening to attack Ning'er, and a chill spread through his body once again. His eyes, sharp as a knife, had already penetrated the palace walls and locked onto those targets still on their way.
While the core of the royal family was busy arranging defenses and guarding against the enemy, on the other side of the Dayan Imperial Capital, in the exquisite yet slightly dull boudoir of the Rong'an Marquis Mansion, an unknown storm was brewing.
Xun Huiyun suddenly woke up from the nightmare, her body covered in cold sweat, her heart pounding so hard it almost burst through her chest! She was gasping for breath, her eyes vacant and terrified, still lingering in the heart-wrenching pain after swallowing that bowl of intestinal poison.
"Miss? Miss, what's wrong with you? Are you having a nightmare again?"
Chuntao, the personal maid, was awakened, hurriedly lit the lamp, and came forward with concern.
The warm and dim candlelight dispelled the darkness before her eyes and illuminated the familiar boudoir furnishings - the gauze curtain embroidered with butterfly-loving flowers, the rosewood dressing table, and the young and delicate face in the bronze mirror that had not yet been eroded by despair and resentment.
It's not the eerie mourning hall! It's not the hypocritical crying of that adulterous couple!
She's back!
Back to the time when she was fifteen years old, she had not yet gotten married, and had not yet married that hypocrite - Xiao Chongyong, the eldest son of the General of Cavalry!
A huge ecstasy instantly overwhelmed her! Following it, there was a monstrous hatred! The scenes of her past life were like poisoned steel needles, piercing her mind fiercely!
The sweetness of the newlyweds was fake! Beneath his gentle and considerate exterior, he hid a heart that had long been seduced by that pitiful widow's sister-in-law!
When his younger brother died in the battlefield, he brought the woman into his home under the pretext of taking care of his younger brother's wife, orphans, and widow, calling it responsibility.
She believed it, even sympathizing with the orphan and the widow. What happened? Her care extended even to the bed! She, the legitimate wife, had become a nuisance and a stumbling block!
When she discovered their affair, the man who claimed to love her, the husband she trusted wholeheartedly, looked at her with such coldness and disgust.
He felt no guilt, only anger at being discovered. Then came the bowl of nourishing soup he had personally brought her. He watched her drink it, his eyes eerily calm, even with a hint of relief...
The excruciating pain of the poison taking effect, the feeling of her internal organs burning, the hypocritical sobbing of the adulterous couple before her death, and her mother-in-law's cold announcement of her "death"...
Like a maggot on the tarsal bone, gnawing at her soul day and night!
“Hu…Hu…”
Xun Huiyun clutched the quilt beneath her tightly, her nails almost digging into her palms. Her violent breathing slowly subsided, and the fear in her eyes was replaced by a poisonous coldness and deep hatred.
"I'm fine."
She pushed Chuntao's hand away, her voice hoarse but unusually calm, with a coldness that didn't match her age.
"It's just... a nightmare."
Chuntao looked at her young lady's eyes which suddenly became cold and sharp, and felt an inexplicable palpitation in her heart. She didn't dare to ask more questions and quietly stepped aside.
Xun Huiyun got out of bed barefoot and walked to the bronze mirror. The girl in the mirror had eyebrows like distant black ink, eyes like autumn water, a beautiful nose and cherry lips. She was at the age of budding, beautiful as a rose covered with dew in the morning.
In her previous life, she used this beautiful appearance to happily marry that beast in human form!
"Oh……"
She forced a cold, emotionless smile and stroked her fingers across her smooth cheek in the mirror.
[Xiao Chongyong... and that bitch Chun Yunxiang... just wait! In this life, I, Xun Huiyun, have returned! I will absolutely not wait to be beaten again! I will make you... pay for your blood debt with blood!]
Deep hatred surged in my chest.
But revenge requires timing and even more so, strength! She needs to break free from the long-standing engagement with Xiao Chongyong! She will never step into that dirty, calculating cage again!
As for that bitch Chun Yunxiang? Whoever wants her can have her! She wanted to see how long that couple could continue their love without her as a stumbling block!
The most urgent thing is to seize new opportunities and change your destiny!
She closed her eyes and tried to recall the major events that happened at this time in her past life. Soon, a name flashed through her mind like lightning - Prince Yong, Nangong Ye!
That man, as handsome as a god, yet as cold as ice, with overwhelming power! That man who, in the following years, used thunderous means to clean up the imperial court, pacify the four directions, and become the true pillar of Dayan!
In her previous life, she had only seen him a few times from afar. His nobleness and majesty, his domineering aura, made her feel suffocated even when she looked up at him.
More importantly, he never married and never had any woman around him!
Until... before her death, it seemed that she heard that the emperor wanted to arrange a marriage for him, but he coldly rejected it.
An idea grew and spread wildly in her mind like weeds!
[Nangong Ye... He is the man I, Xun Huiyun, should hold onto in this life! He is the true hero! Marry him, become the Princess of Prince Yong, and possess supreme honor and power! By then, crushing Xiao Chongyong and Chun Yunxiang to death will be as easy as crushing two ants!]
Her breathing became rapid and her eyes flashed with fanaticism.
As for that Fuxing Princess Dongfang Yuning?
Xun Huiyun's lips curled up into an extremely contemptuous and disdainful sneer.
[She's just a foolish princess who relies on a little luck to become insolent! In her previous life, she seemed to be at the flower viewing banquet hosted by the Queen ten days later...
She fell into the water and was rescued, but the cold took hold of her body, and she was bedridden for months. It seems she didn't make it? Yes! She died! Just six months later!]
She tried to recall the vague, hearsay information.
A short-lived ghost! A fool! All her so-called "blessings," all those profitable businesses she created, didn't they all end up being given away to others?
Xun Huiyun's eyes became greedy and fiery,
[Yes! Nangong Ye is her fiancé! When she dies, won't the immense wealth and the title of "lucky star" she leaves behind all belong to Nangong Ye? And as someone who marries Nangong Ye... all of this will eventually be mine!]
She seemed to have seen herself standing in the supreme position in Prince Yong's Mansion, enjoying boundless honor and wealth, while Xiao Chongyong and Chun Yunxiang were kneeling at her feet and trembling like ants!
[That's right! That's it! I am the Chosen One! I'm reborn! This is the chance God has given me! Let me set things right! Let me take back everything that belongs to me!]
Xun Huiyun gave herself in the mirror a determined and ambitious smile, with the fire of desire and revenge burning in her eyes.
[First step, get rid of the Xiao family! Second step, find a way to get close to Nangong Ye at the flower viewing banquet! That short-lived, foolish princess? Humph, she better stay out of my way! Otherwise... I don't mind making her fall into the water even more thoroughly!]
A cold murderous intent flashed in her eyes.
She turned around and said to the anxious Chun Tao, her voice returning to its usual gentleness, but with an unquestionable command:
"Chun Tao, prepare some writing materials for me. I want to write a letter to my father."
She had to take the initiative and use her father, Marquis Rong'an's dissatisfaction with the Xiao family's decline in recent years, as well as some inappropriate behaviors of Xiao Chongyong that she accidentally discovered (memories from her previous life), to cancel this disgusting engagement as soon as possible!
A storm surrounding Fuxing Princess Dongfang Yuning is brewing silently, waiting for the opportunity to ignite, as the delegation has not yet arrived, the reborn are quietly making plans, and the royal family is on high alert.
And the central figure, coveted or schemed by countless people, was now unaware of it, drooling over the soon-to-ripen Nine-Leaf Purple Salvia ginseng in the Spirit Spring space, calculating how much it could fetch...
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