After Sheng Lingwei and Jing Qingyun got married.
Nangong Hanmo was eager to abdicate, so he couldn't wait to take Yueyu Qian and Nangong Zichen back to the Southern Di Kingdom.
"Father, I'm only thirteen years old!"
Nangong Zichen glanced down at the dragon robe he was wearing, his youthful and handsome face filled with helplessness.
He had no idea when his father had ordered the Imperial Wardrobe to make his dragon robe, and not just one or two sets, but ten sets.
It's really speechless.
Spendthrift men.
He's at the age where he's growing, wouldn't it be a waste to make so many dragon robes?
"Father, looking around, which emperor is my age? You entrust the Southern Barbarians to me with such confidence, aren't you afraid that I won't be able to manage the entire country well?"
Nangong Hanmo patted his son on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Wuyou, when I was your age, I was already handling many state affairs on my own. As my son, and having studied with your sister for three years, I believe you have the ability to shoulder the heavy responsibility of a country."
Nangong Zichen: "Father, you believe me, but I don't! I'm only thirteen years old!"
Hmph, typical child labor exploitation.
"Don't worry, a boy should be upright and strong, shouldn't he?" Nangong Hanmo felt a little guilty, but in order to retire early and have some time alone with Qianqian, he had no choice but to apologize to his son.
"Wuyou, your father is not young anymore. Please have pity on your father, considering how many years I have worked hard for the country."
"Now, all I want is to accompany your mother on her travels and see all the wonders of the world."
"Actually, you can also learn from your father and retire early, but the premise is that you must get married and have children early so that your children can inherit your throne."
Upon hearing this, Nangong Zichen's eyes sparkled.
Yes, he could also learn from his father and abdicate as soon as possible.
The next second, Nangong Zichen cleared his mind and glared at his good father with annoyance.
"Father, I almost fell for your trick. I'm only thirteen years old now, and I can't get married until I'm eighteen."
"Also, my sister said she hopes I won't be a womanizer, and she hopes I can find a girl I truly love to marry and have children with."
"So, I don't know when I'll find a girl I like. Maybe I'll have to wait until my twenties, or maybe I'll never find a girl I like in my life."
"Hmph, even if I find a girl I like, I'll still have to raise her child until she's eighteen before I can abdicate."
No, no, Nangong Zichen's head was getting bigger and bigger as he talked. He was afraid he would be sitting on the throne forever.
Nangong Hanmo dared not speak.
He was afraid, afraid of completely angering his son, and tried every means to prevent him from leaving the palace.
At this moment, Yueyuqian, who had been silent until now, spoke up: "Wuyou, your father was just anxious for a moment, but what you said makes sense. How about this, we will stay with you for a few more years, and then your father and I will travel around the world."
Nangong Hanmo panicked upon hearing this: "Qianqian, didn't we agree..."
Yueyu Qian rolled her eyes at him.
Nangong Hanmo immediately shut up.
Nangong Zichen looked at Yue Yuqian with surprise: "Mother, are you serious?"
Yueyuqian nodded, looking at her son with gentle and loving eyes, her tone full of guilt, "Wuyou, your mother is sorry. I was not by your side when you were young, and I did not let you feel your motherly love."
"Therefore, your mother only wants to spend a few more years with you to make up for what I owe you."
As Yueyu Qian spoke, her eyes gradually reddened.
The people she felt most indebted to in her life were her two children.
Nangong Zichen jumped up happily, "That's wonderful! Mother Empress is the best."
He was, after all, just a thirteen-year-old boy. Even though he was mature and steady, he was still quite dependent on his family.
Nangong Hanmo: (*?????)
You guys are laughing, but I'm not laughing at all.
He wasn't sad at all.
Honestly, I'm not sad at all!!!
Nangong Hanmo, with a mournful face, tugged at Yue Yuqian's sleeve, "Qianqian, our time together will have to be postponed."
Yueyuqian looked helpless and gently tapped his head: "You only know how to enjoy yourself. Wuyou is still so young. How can we bear to completely ignore him?"
"Besides, we can secretly assist him in governing the country over the next few years, so we can travel more freely in the future."
How should I put it?
Nangong Hanmo, as a father, has fatherly love, but it's not much.
Nangong Hanmo thought about it and felt it made a lot of sense, so he stopped worrying about it.
The main problem is that there's no use in him agonizing over it. He has a family of four, and apart from his son, he doesn't dare to be too forceful with his wife and daughter.
Nangong Zichen couldn't help but smile.
My sister is right. Mother is soft-hearted, and Father is a hopeless romantic. As long as we can win over Mother, everything will be fine.
Nangong Zichen's coronation ceremony was grand and solemn.
Envoys from various countries came to offer their congratulations.
Sheng Lingwei and Jing Qingyun, along with the twelve brothers and sisters of the Bloodthirsty Black Rose, the Jing family, great-grandmother Yue Jiao, Lu Zhaoqiu and her daughter, Rong Momo Zheng Yishu, Baiji Baizhu, Chuanwu Chuanqiong... and so on.
In short, everyone who was close to Sheng Lingwei came.
Nangong Zichen stood in the main hall receiving the worship of the crowd. He was a little nervous, but fortunately, his sister and brother-in-law were there to support him, so he immediately straightened his back.
He was not afraid of anything as long as his sister was there.
After the coronation ceremony, Nangong Zichen officially began to take over government affairs.
Despite the help of his parents, sister, and brother-in-law, he still felt immense pressure, as governing a country is no easy task.
Sheng Lingwei saw everything and specially searched her space for a large number of books on governance and administration for Nangong Zichen.
She only has one younger brother, so of course she has to protect him. She's not like her father who doesn't love her.
"Sister, thank goodness you're here."
As usual, Nangong Zichen affectionately rubbed against Sheng Lingwei's arm, his eyes full of dependence.
With a smile in her eyes, Sheng Lingwei gently patted the young emperor's shoulder, "Don't be afraid, Wuyou, your sister is always here. Being an emperor isn't easy. Take it slow and don't put too much pressure on yourself."
"Okay, I'll listen to my sister."
Nangong Zichen is a typical sister-obsessed person. Even if Sheng Lingwei wanted his throne, he would agree without hesitation.
Next, with the help of Sheng Lingwei, Jing Qingyun, and the couple Nangong Hanmo, Nangong Zichen gradually gained control of the government and reformed many policies that benefited the country and its people.
For example, developing new agricultural technologies, improving water conservancy projects, and encouraging people to engage in commerce, etc.
As these policies were implemented, Nangong Zichen became increasingly adept at them, and the Southern Di Kingdom grew ever more prosperous and powerful. Nangong Zichen also became a young emperor praised by the people.
Five years later.
Nangong Zichen was already eighteen years old, and he felt that he was capable of handling things on his own.
"Father, Mother, I am now an adult and capable of shouldering responsibilities. You can go and enjoy your time together."
Nangong Hanmo was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. He hugged his eldest son tightly and patted him heavily on the shoulder. "Good son, your father has finally heard you say that. From now on, our Nandi Kingdom will be completely entrusted to you."
Nangong Zichen wanted to roll his eyes.
Five years ago, the Southern Di Kingdom was handed over to him. His father said he would help him take control of the government as soon as possible, but it was mostly his mother, sister and brother-in-law who assisted him.
Father Emperor, as unreliable as ever.
Yueyu Qian wanted to roll her eyes, but seeing her husband's overly excited expression...
Never mind, I won't spoil his fun.
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