"No, the kid's talent is very good and there is no need to squeeze his potential... and he hasn't taken any crooked paths." In order to prove himself, Jun Weihe performed a method of Mingxinjian. This method was full of righteousness and could dispel all dark emotions and had a calming effect on the mind.
The emperor's eyes widened in disbelief, "You are her child... and you can even master the Mingxinjian technique?"
Jun Weihe said: "Maybe it's because I have a righteous heart."
The emperor was not aware of his son's practice of magic. He thought about it carefully. Jun Weihe was gentle and polite to others. Even though he had half demon blood in his body, he grew up in the human world and was influenced by human culture. It was normal for him to have a righteous heart. As long as he did not return to the demon clan in the future and was not influenced by his clan members, it would be fine.
"Weihe, I suddenly remembered that there is a magical flower in the imperial garden. It is in full bloom today. Go pick a few for your princess."
"Yes, father." Jun Weihe heard that his father was looking for an excuse to get rid of him, so he responded and left. Suddenly, only the emperor and Lan Zhi were left in the room.
"Weihe was raised by me personally. He has always been gentle and calm, so he probably won't bully you... If he treats you badly in the future, just tell me and I'll help you beat him up."
Lan Zhi smiled and said, "Thank you, Father."
"For so many years, Weihe has been without a woman. I once gave him some beautiful palace maids, but he ended up assigning them to clean the courtyard. I almost suspected he liked men... Now that he's marrying you, it's one of my worries. I was worried that his cultivation was too low and he wasn't worthy of you, but now that he's advanced to the peak of the Young Yuan Realm, I'm relieved. The two of you support each other on your cultivation path, and perhaps you can go even further." The emperor rambled on and on. After all, his favorite was the nineteenth prince, Jun Weihe. Now that his son had married, and the most talented and beautiful girl of the younger generation, the Lan family, this made the emperor very happy. He felt that among his many sons, Jun Weihe had the most promising future...
"Uh-huh."
Lan Zhi found that she didn't need to speak at all, just nodded from time to time. The emperor talked a lot and was so thirsty that Lan Zhi poured him a cup of tea before he could do anything.
The emperor was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips. Although his daughter-in-law seemed cold on the surface, she was actually very warm-hearted. His son had good taste to marry such an outstanding daughter-in-law home.
"Lanzhi, the royal family has a spirit stone mine that can produce more than 300 spirit stones every year. If you need it, I can make the decision and provide you with 100 pieces every year." said the emperor.
He promised "every year", which was already generous, because his son and daughter could only receive two spirit stones a year.
"Thank you, Father. I don't need any spirit stones for the time being."
"Okay, if you need it but are too embarrassed to ask me, send me a letter with the phrase 'What did your father eat today?' written inside. This sentence is like a code. When I see the code, I will send you a hundred spirit stones."
"One hundred yuan is too much, I don't need it..."
"Then I'll give you eighty yuan at a time? Of course, the total amount I can give you in a year is only one hundred yuan, and I can't give you more..." After all, the emperor still needs to reward ministers and meritorious officials to win over the hearts of the people, so it is impossible to give all of it to Lan Zhi.
After hearing what the emperor said, Lan Zhi couldn't refuse anymore. She had a lot of spirit stones on hand, all given by Shangguan Jianxing before. Lan Zhi couldn't practice during this period, so she didn't need spirit stones for the time being. However, the emperor meant well, and Lan Zhi couldn't refuse him repeatedly, so she said, "Ten spirit stones for each letter I write."
The emperor was very happy to hear this, because he felt that Lan Zhi would definitely not eat all the spirit stones by herself, and she would definitely give some to Jun Weihe.
The emperor said: "Then you can write me ten letters a year."
"Um."
"Well, Weihe should be back soon. I won't say much. Just live your life well from now on."
"Yes, Father."
"Lanzhi, you are my daughter-in-law. We are a family. There is no need to be so formal when speaking."
"Yes, Father."
The emperor said a few more meaningless nonsense, and then he heard a knock on the door. It was Jun Weihe who came back.
In his hands he held a wreath of festive red flowers and pale pink leaves.
The emperor took a deep breath, "You prodigal son..."
Jun Weihe looked at him.
The emperor's eyes twitched as he said, "Those are spiritual flowers... They need to be picked with their roots and placed in a jade box for safekeeping. They are resources for cultivation..."
Jun Weihe said, "I picked them with the roots, but I wove them into a wreath. I'll put them in a jade box when I get back to the palace so they won't go to waste."
The emperor resisted the urge to beat his son. "Haha, this wreath is very beautiful. It will look great on Lanzhi's head..."
The emperor silently warned himself in his heart that he must maintain his image in front of his daughter-in-law, not get angry, and must smile.
Jun Weihe walked forward and put the wreath on Lan Zhi's head. Lan Zhi had black hair and red lips, and her expression was cold. The delicate and bright red flowers were passionate, making her fair and beautiful face even more attractive. Jun Weihe was reluctant to look away.
The emperor coughed.
Jun Weihe came back to his senses and said, "Father..."
The emperor waved his hand, indicating that the two could leave.
After the two left the room, the emperor, who had been calm before, suddenly changed his expression to one of pain. He murmured, "I asked him to pick a few flowers, but he picked more than a dozen... I usually can't bear to pick even one myself. Jun Weihe is such a prodigal son... What should I do? I really want to beat my son. How about beating the tenth prince? He even shaved his head without telling me. He deserves a beating too... Okay, I'll go beat him up right away!"
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