No wonder his mother looked down on the late emperor and chose to have a child with the king of a barbaric little country.
It turns out there are other mysterious places in this world, like the Demon Realm.
Compared to those demonic cultivators who can fly and escape into the earth and live forever, this mere mortal emperor who has lived for a hundred years is really nothing special!
Shang Dongyang's small eyes darted around, and he finally understood his mother's "foresight," and he became even more determined to please his cheap father.
Ji Fengyao guessed that the imperial edict would arrive before noon. She had just finished breakfast when a group of people from the palace arrived at the Ninth Prince's residence with the imperial edict.
Wei Lan didn't let them into Hui Nuan Pavilion, and forcibly stopped them in the garden.
The leading old man was one of De Gonggong's apprentices, named De Shun, and everyone called him Xiao Shunzi.
Xiao Shunzi knew that this bandit princess was a fearless person, so he didn't dare to act arrogantly and force his way in even when stopped.
After getting ready, Ji Fengyao slowly led Bai Lu out.
Looking at the group of people delivering the imperial edict, there wasn't a single familiar face among them. He knew that with each new emperor came a new court.
Shang Dongyang must have already completed the major reshuffle of the Qing court, purging the old group of people.
She's been back in Kyoto for a whole day, and the Yin family hasn't sent anyone to contact her. It seems that Consort Yin and Little Thirteen are in a precarious situation now.
But she has no way to deal with these things for the time being.
She first had to ensure the safety of her two younger brothers before she could work with the prince to purge the Shang family of their bloodline and set things right.
Xiao Shunzi didn't dare make Ji Fengyao kneel. Upon seeing her, he recited the imperial edict in one breath as if chanting a sutra, without even daring to catch his breath. He shoved the edict into Bai Lu's hand, bowed, and took his leave. He then turned and ran away in a flash.
This series of operations was completed in one go, without any pause, giving people no time to react.
By the time everyone realized what was happening, Xiao Shunzi had already run out of the Ninth Prince's mansion and disappeared into the bustling streets of the capital.
The palace servants who had come with Xiao Shunzi but were left behind: "..."
Bai Lu: "..."
Ji Fengyao shot a murderous look at them, and the palace servants trembled in fear, quickly taking their leave and scattering in all directions.
"Am I that scary?" Ji Fengyao asked Wei Lan and the other guards, seemingly seriously.
"No, Your Highness, you are elegant, graceful, and very kind," Wei Lan said with a straight face, lying through her teeth.
Ji Fengyao nodded, stood on tiptoe, patted Wei Lan's shoulder, and said, "Hmm, young man, you have good taste and a bright future."
Wei Lan's face fell, and she looked like she was about to cry but had no tears.
After Ji Fengyao led Bailu away into the distance.
Wei Lan, with a fierce expression, sternly instructed her subordinates: "Don't tell the Prince that the Princess patted my shoulder and praised me; otherwise, if the Prince gives me a little trouble, I'll give you a big one! If the Prince gives me a big one, I'll beat you all to death!"
The group of underlings couldn't help but chuckle:
Who told you to flatter the princess so much? Now you realize her husband is a jealous type?
Wei Lan seemed to understand the "meaning" in her underlings' eyes, and kicked them one by one in the backside, gritting her teeth and saying, "What are you laughing at? I've never met the princess before, how would I know that the princess is so enthusiastic and uninhibited!"
Despite being kicked, the group of underlings kept their lips tightly pressed together, but couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Still laughing? Still laughing? Are you trying to make a fool of yourselves?!"
Enraged, Wei Lan led her group of bold and cheerful subordinates back to their respective posts.
As soon as Bai Lu entered the room, she threw the imperial edict into the brazier and burned it. She carefully warmed a hand warmer for Ji Fengyao and handed it to her, asking, "Your Highness, since the Emperor sent someone with that message, I suppose the two young masters are in the palace. Shall we not go to the palace today?"
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