West Palace.

In a magnificent palace, a majestic man in a yellow robe sat in the middle, and next to him was a woman in a red phoenix dress.

These two people were none other than Emperor Wu Zheng and Empress Lin Yuan of the Western Dynasty.

Wu Zheng is handsome with a sharp gaze, while Lin Yuan is graceful and looks quite gentle.

"Greetings to His Majesty, His Majesty the Queen."

But the deputy commander of the Golden Snake Guard, who was kneeling in front of the two of them, was obviously more respectful to Lin Yuan.

Because the entire Western Palace knew that, outside, the Queen Mother might, for the sake of royal dignity, let the people believe that the Emperor was the supreme ruler of the Western Dynasty, but within the palace, the Queen Mother had the final say on everything.

It was the same at this moment. Before Wu Zheng could speak, Lin Yuan said calmly, "Get up."

"Thank you, Queen!"

The deputy commander responded respectfully before daring to stand up, and the emperor next to him had no objection to being ignored.

After all, he was just the third prince at the beginning, and he was able to defeat the crown prince and ascend the throne all thanks to his wife.

Since the day Lin Yuan stepped into the Western Palace, she was known as the number one fairy in the Western Dynasty.

And Wu Zheng is just an unpopular and decadent prince.

But Lin Yuan just fell in love with him. Not only did she marry him, she also helped him succeed in winning the throne.

She was devoted to him, gave birth to three children for him, and allowed him to have countless beauties in his harem.

In addition, Lin Yuan has the mysterious and transcendent Feixian Pavilion behind her. With such means and background, and being so tolerant and indulgent towards him, Wu Zheng can be said to be in awe of his queen.

At this moment, Lin Yuan was talking to the deputy commander of the Golden Snake Guards: "Is there any news from Si Mingcheng?"

The deputy commander quickly replied, "Your Majesty, Commander Si just sent a message back that Shi Shuhong and Wei Shouyuan of Zhenyang Sect... are confirmed dead."

"Really? That's great!"

Wu Zheng was overjoyed, but Lin Yuan gave him a cold glance. He smiled awkwardly, lowered his head and dared not speak again.

Lin Yuan said calmly: "Tan Tai Ming Yue is still the same as before, liking to deceive herself and others. Chen Qing Mo is in seclusion and three of the six elders are gone. In this way, Zhen Yang Sect is no longer a threat."

Wu Zheng hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Queen, then can your plan...be carried out?"

Lin Yuan glanced at the deputy commander, who immediately knelt down and left the hall.

Lin Yuan then said: "It's not that easy to cause internal strife in the three major sects. We still need Master's approval."

At this moment, the sky outside suddenly became brilliant and bright. Lin Yuan's expression changed, and she left the palace in an instant.

"Queen?" Wu Zheng staggered out and was stunned for a moment.

The entire sky was covered by a huge invitation. Wu Zheng looked up and murmured:

"Flying Immortal Post?"

He was puzzled and asked, "Didn't we follow the instructions of the immortals and spread the news of the Fairy Ceremony to the world? Why did the immortals go to the trouble of issuing another Fairy Ceremony invitation?"

Lin Yuan beside him ignored him, bowed respectfully, and said to the sky:

"Disciple will follow Master's orders and cause chaos among the three major sects, so that all cultivators in the world will continue to fight!"

After Lin Yuan finished her greetings, Wu Zheng said carefully:

"Queen, we are already doing well as we are now, why do we have to get involved in the affairs of the cultivation world?"

Lin Yuan glanced at him calmly and said, "Your Majesty, don't forget how you got to the throne."

Wu Zheng was startled, his face changing constantly, and he whispered:

"Back then, you asked me if I was willing to use the power of the Western Dynasty to help you guide the monks in the world to fight. I didn't want to, so you chose me."

Lin Yuan's deep and beautiful eyes showed a stern look: "I promised you the throne and heirs, and I have fulfilled my promise to you. You want to go back on your promise today?"

Wu Zheng waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, Queen, the entire Western Dynasty is at your disposal!"

Lin Yuan threw her phoenix robe and said, "That's great."

Then her expression returned to being graceful and gentle, "Your Majesty, Yiren said she also wants to participate in the Feixian Ceremony."

Wu Zheng smiled bitterly: "Daughter wants to help that Lan Yin enter the top three?"

Lin Yuan nodded: "What does the emperor think?"

Wu Zhengdao: "I'll leave it to the Queen to decide."

Lin Yuanfeng's eyes flashed with rare tenderness: "After the Feixian Ceremony, the world will be in chaos, and the palace will be in danger. If Yiren can go far away with the one she loves, it may not be a bad thing."

"What the Queen said is, that..."

Wu Zheng hesitated for a moment and said with a flattering smile:

"If Qiu Zhihe shows up at the Feixian Ceremony, what you promised me..."

Lin Yuan said coldly: "When have I ever stopped you from taking a concubine? But Qiu Zhihe, who is ranked second on the beauty list, already has a husband. You can do whatever you want."

"Haha, as long as the Queen agrees, I have my own way!"

Wu Zheng laughed out loud.

"I'm tired."

Lin Yuan turned and walked towards Fengluan Palace where the queen lived.

"The Queen."

Wu Zheng suddenly shouted and asked:

"When you married me, besides your master's order, was there any other reason?"

Lin Yuan paused and said calmly:

"No."

Then his figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Wu Zheng stood there for a moment, looked up at the huge flying fairy letter shining brightly in the sky, and suddenly smiled.

"Yiren, it's good for you to leave the palace. At least it's better than me, haha."

The other side of the West Palace.

Liufang Palace where the seventh princess lived.

Wu Yiren sat cross-legged in a spirit gathering array that was helpful for cultivation, surrounded by piles of spiritual marrow and various elixirs.

After returning from the land of Southern Demons, Wu Yiren sought the consent of her mother, Queen Lin Yuan, to let her marry Lan Yin as long as Lan Yin won the top three places in the Feixian Ceremony.

From then on, Wu Yiren practiced in Liufang Palace every day.

At this moment, the movement in the sky outside awakened her. Wu Yiren opened her eyes, walked outside the hall, and looked up at the sky.

The colorful light shone on her face. Wu Yiren smiled, tears in her eyes, and murmured:

"Brother Lan Yin, I will definitely help you win, don't forget me."

…

Zhenyang Mountain.

Xiyue Peak.

Mo Xiaolan opened her eyes and looked at the sky outside the window. She heard the chirping voice of Liusu:

"Xiao Lan, Xiao Lan, look, it's such a big invitation!"

"So this is what the Feixian Tie looks like. The last time the Feixian Tie appeared, neither of us were born yet!"

"Miss was only six years old at that time. Tomorrow I will ask Miss if there is any difference between the last Feixian Post and this one?"

"Xiaolan, Xiaolan, why don't you speak?"

Mo Xiaolan looked at the huge invitation in the sky, and the brilliant light reflected the helplessness on her face.

"Yiren, I hope that when we meet in West Royal City, you have forgotten Lan Yin."

Liusu leaned against her, with a fierce look on her face:

"Xiao Lan, if I kill Cheng Qingyu with my own hands in front of everyone in the world at the Feixian Ceremony, would that be the most satisfying way to take revenge?"