Seeing that he was so pleased, the Imperial Concubine finally let go of the worry she had been holding on to for a long time, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Could it be that father and the others won?"

Emperor Qixuan pulled her to the chair and sat down.

"Yes, a great victory at the border. The soldiers of Daqi are all great. They simply crushed Xiyue!"

Upon hearing the news, the imperial concubine's smile deepened and she looked at Emperor Qixuan with anticipation.

"When will father and his family be able to return to Beijing?"

In half a month it will be New Year's Eve, so we will definitely not be able to celebrate together, but we can always celebrate the Lantern Festival together, right? Seeing her expectant expression, Emperor Qixuan's eyes flashed with a trace of guilt.

"The situation over at Xiyue is unclear. I'm afraid they will have to stay at the border for a while longer."

Hearing this, the Imperial Concubine sat down on the chair with a disappointed look on her face.

Emperor Qixuan put his arm around her shoulders and sighed.

"I am ashamed of your Li family."

Even though she felt resentful, Li Wanzhi dared not show it.

She will never forget that in Yaoyao's heart, the Li family ended up with a tragic death! But sometimes, many things don't need to be said directly.

Just like now, she just needs to remind His Majesty of the guilt from time to time.

Thinking of this, she looked up at the emperor beside her.

"My father taught us to be loyal to the emperor and serve the country since we were young. I dare not complain. Moreover, Your Majesty trusts the Li family so much. This is what the Li family should do. I am just..."

As she spoke, her eyes turned red and her voice was choked with sobs.

"I'm just worried about my father, my two elder brothers and my younger brother."

Seeing this, Emperor Qixuan quickly hugged her and comforted her softly.

Daqi had won the battle and was overjoyed, but thousands of miles away in Xiyue, both the officials and the common people had a gloomy look on their faces.

The Fifth Prince’s Mansion.

Shangguan Zhi had just returned from the battlefield and hadn't even had time to change his armor.

Covered in blood, he broke into the yard where Shi Jingjing was imprisoned.

He first kicked the door open, then grabbed Shi Jingjing's shoulders tightly and glared at her.

"Why are Daqi's explosives more powerful than the ones we made?!"

"They were clearly buried under the snow, so how come they were still usable even though they were damp?!"

"Are you hiding something?!"

Shi Jingjing looked at him coldly, looking at his helpless and furious appearance with a look of disdain on her face, a sarcastic smile always on her lips.

Why? She had said long ago that no one could defeat the man with the golden finger.

As if irritated by her expression, Shangguan Zhi suddenly let go of her, threw her onto the chair, and then slammed his fist on the table.

"Daqi has created a new weapon. It looks very strange, like a crossbow, but it's not. It can hit people a hundred meters away."

As he spoke, he took a pen and paper and drew a rough outline.

Then he pushed it in front of Shi Jingjing, "What is this?"

His punch just now broke his hand, and there were some blood drops on the paper. Shi Jingjing took a look, looked away in disgust, and replied in a bad mood.

"I don't know him!"

Shangguan Zhi stretched out his hand and pinched her chin hard, forcing her to look at him, and said in a positive tone , "You know!"

Shi Jingjing rolled her eyes and struggled hard for a few times, but couldn't get free. Finally, she bit him fiercely on the tiger's mouth.

"hiss!"

Feeling the severe pain in his palm, Shangguan Zhi was forced to let go.

"Are you crazy?!"

Shi Jingjing spat a few times, then stared at him with a hint of satisfaction in her eyes.

"You use the Ecstasy Incense on me every day. Don't you know clearly whether my mental state is normal or not?!"

"you!"

Suddenly, Mo Zhou ran in hurriedly.

"Master, the king summons you to the palace for an audience."

Hearing this, Shangguan Zhi glared at Shi Jingjing fiercely, and finally ran out.

"Keep an eye on her!"

Looking at Shi Jingjing, who was pale and thin as if she was just skin and bones, Mo Zhou felt sorry for her and whispered to her.

"Miss Shi, please stop making His Highness angry. It will do you no good at all."

After saying that, he hurriedly chased after him.

She immediately lost her mood and closed the door with a sneer.

Because Shangguan Zhi had sent people to guard her closely, none of the women who loved Shangguan Zhi were not jealous of her.

They often come to the door with various reasons, especially Miss Jiang, who claims to be the fifth prince's consort.

They come to my house every now and then to make things difficult for me and to assert their sovereignty.

She would explain at first.

What protection? It was just for better surveillance and use! Shangguan Zhi was her enemy, she wanted to skin him alive, tear out his tendons, and suck out his marrow!

How could she fall in love with him?! But no one believed her, and gradually she stopped caring about it.

“Boom boom boom!”

There was suddenly a knock on the door.

"Miss Shi, His Highness has asked this servant to bring you some snacks."

Before Jingjing could speak, the man pushed the door open.

A maid with a mole on the left corner of her mouth came to the table carrying a food box and put a plate of peach blossom cakes and a bowl of sweet soup on the table.

Then he nodded slightly and walked out.

Looking at the snacks on the table and the sweet soup that was faintly steaming, Shi Jingjing's eyes were dim.

After a while, she picked up a piece of peach blossom cake and put it in her mouth.

Then, his hands kept moving, one piece after another...

Finally, she picked up the bowl and drank the sweet soup.

There were faint sounds of footsteps outside the door, and Shi Jingjing looked in the direction of the door and sneered.

Suddenly, she felt a pain in her stomach as if a knife was stirring.

Of course she knew that she was poisoned.

When she heard the maid say that Shangguan Zhi sent her to deliver snacks, she felt something was wrong.

Shangguan Zhike never asked anyone to give him preferential treatment, and he never asked about his daily life.

Even for a plate of snacks or a cup of tea, he never gave special instructions to anyone.

On the contrary, Mo Zhou, perhaps feeling sorry for her, often brought her some novel gadgets and snacks.

Her stomach was hurting more and more. She swallowed the sweet taste in her throat, slowly walked to the bed, lay down quietly, raised the corners of her mouth, and waited quietly for death to come.

She was finally going to be free.

I don’t know if I can return to my original world after I die.

Thinking of this, she was actually a little looking forward to it.

Her consciousness gradually withdrew from her body, and in a daze, she saw a person who looked exactly like this body.

Her name was also Shi Jingjing, but the difference was that she became a household name in the capital city for her two poems at a banquet at the Princess's Mansion.

Later, he was called the Immortal Poet incarnate by literati all over the world.

Many young men from aristocratic families were fascinated by her.

At that time, Jingjing relied on her modern mind to open a shop and a workshop and became the richest female businessman in Daqi.

By chance, she saved Shangguan Zhi and also gained a beautiful love.

In the end, she and Shangguan Zhi unified Daqi, Xiyue and the surrounding small countries, and she became his only queen...

Shi Jingjing stared blankly at the person who looked exactly like her but was wearing a phoenix robe.

The man suddenly looked straight into her eyes and said something meaningful.

"See? This is my life, and it was supposed to be your life too."

Is that so?

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Afterwards, she drifted farther and farther away, and her consciousness fell into complete darkness.

The Daqi Palace is thousands of miles away.

Chu Yaoyao was having lunch when the system suddenly gave a reminder.

System: Host, Shi Jingjing...

Upon hearing the name, Chu Yaoyao suddenly felt that the fat, tender, and boneless braised chicken leg in her hand was no longer fragrant.

The kind that has no appetite at all.

She put the chicken leg down angrily.

【What did she do again? ! 】