After entering the wrong bridal chamber, I went to farm with the powerful minister

Chapter 1175 The Grand Finale (23)

“A person’s personality may change as they grow up, but many things are innate. It’s very difficult to make others realize their mistakes and change, so let’s just focus on being the best version of ourselves,” Yan Yingying said.

"We can't go wrong by listening to Sister Yingying," Shi Yangyang said with a grin.

"Sycophant." Yan Yingying shook her head with a smile.

Yan Funing was thinking about her own things. Rather than doing nothing all day, she should do more things.

For example, the affairs of East Third Street.

Starting the next day, she went to work on East Third Street.

I leave home early in the morning and return home in the evening.

Occasionally, he would return to the Yan family home and also visit the palace to inquire about any new battle reports.

A month passed in this way, and the days were much more fulfilling, and time seemed to fly by faster than in the previous two weeks.

However, the lack of news from the border continued to cause her concern.

On this day, she went to the palace as usual to pay her respects to her mother and also to inquire about news from her father, the emperor.

As soon as she stepped into the Empress's palace, Granny Li told her, "Your Highness, the Emperor is currently having a snack with the Empress."

"Were the pastries made by the Imperial Kitchen?" Yan Funing asked casually.

"It was made by the Fifth Princess."

"Oh."

Yan Funing raised an eyebrow and entered the flower hall without stopping.

"Fu Ning, you've come at the perfect time. Nan Yao has cooked some refreshing soup. Have a bowl too," Qiao Wanyou said gently, beckoning to her daughter-in-law.

"Yes, sister-in-law, have a bowl too."

Fu Nanyao personally took the spoon to scoop it up.

"No, it was too hot on the way here. I ate a lot of cooling snacks before I got here, so I'm full."

As she spoke, Yan Funing curtsied to Long Yi and Qiao Wanyou.

Fu Nanyao paused in her serving of soup, then awkwardly put it down.

"Sit down." Long Yi gestured to Yan Funing, then adjusted his posture to face his daughter-in-law. "Here to ask for news again?"

“You can’t hide it from Father Emperor.” Yan Funing smiled and sat down properly.

"You've come at just the right time, kid," Long Yi said with a smile.

"Is there news?" Yan Funing suddenly felt nervous.

“Hmm.” Long Yi nodded. “Hearing about the reputation of your Yan Family Army, two countries have already voluntarily withdrawn their troops.”

"Really?"

"Ah."

Which two countries are they?

"We haven't heard anything from the west yet, so don't worry, let's wait a bit longer."

“It is indeed necessary to wait. Even with a forced march, it would take many days to get from the capital of Dajing to the border, and then it would take even longer for military intelligence to arrive.”

Yan Funing said this to comfort herself.

“It’s so hot now, and the battle is tough. We feel scorching just standing in the sun, let alone the soldiers on the battlefield,” Qiao Wanyou sighed. “I just hope they can all return safely.”

With that, he left Yan Funing to have dinner in the palace.

Yan Funing did not refuse.

Although Fu Nanyao was also present during the meal, she didn't need to become close to her in the future, and it didn't matter that they were only dining together now.

After finishing her dinner, Yan Funing took her leave and returned to the Prince's residence.

After she left, Fu Nanyao pouted at Qiao Wanyou and said, "Mother, my sister-in-law has a problem with me."

As she spoke, she snuggled into her mother's arms.

Qiao Wanyou pushed her daughter away.

Almost simultaneously, Long Yi grabbed his daughter's arm and pulled her away.

Seeing her parents like this, Fu Nanyao was incredulous: "Mother, Father..."

"Don't you know how you treat Fu Ning?" Qiao Wanyou bluntly exposed her. "Do you need her to fawn over you for you to have no complaints? You're incredibly arrogant." Long Yi's face darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "It's you who has a problem with Fu Ning, isn't it?"

Fu Nanyao choked.

Long Yi continued, "You think that just because your father is the emperor and your mother is the empress, you can do whatever you want? I don't know how good Fu Ning was to you in the past, but you should know that if your father didn't have the Yan family's help, my empire would be gone."

Fu Nanyao pursed her lips tightly, on the verge of tears.

"Go back to your own palace and cry, and reflect on your actions," Long Yi ordered.

With tears in her eyes, Fu Nanyao bowed and took her leave.

Meanwhile, as soon as Yan Funing returned to the Prince's Mansion, Fu Xi presented her with a small bamboo tube.

"Your Highness, a message has been sent by carrier pigeon."

Yan Funing quickly took the small bamboo tube and took out the note inside.

Caiyu quickly picked up a lantern to light the way for her young mistress.

“It’s His Highness’s handwriting,” Yan Funing said with a smile. “He said everything is fine and the war is progressing smoothly.”

Upon hearing this, the people around cheered with joy.

Yan Funing carefully stroked the last two words on the note.

I miss you!

So it turns out he was thinking about her too.

I couldn't help but look up at the sky, wondering if he had the time to look at this expanse of sky as well...
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Summer passes and autumn comes.

Every so often, news of victory would arrive from various battlefields along the border.

This news has greatly excited both the government and the public.

The happiest person was none other than Long Yi.

Normally, he was an emperor who never showed his emotions, but at night, when he held Qiao Wanyou in his arms, he sighed with emotion.

"Wanyou, I finally understand why the Duke's Mansion only has the Yan family."

No other prominent family could compare to the Yan family.

Qiao Wanyou gently advised, "Your Majesty must not do anything that would make you think that the Yan family has made great contributions and secretly take action against them, like the story of discarding a donkey after it has served its purpose."

"I will not," Long Yi said solemnly. "To be honest, if the Yan family had any rebellious intentions, they would have done so long ago. In fact, it was a mistake for Your Majesty to take back the Yan family's military power. None of our ancestors did such a thing. Fortunately, the Yan family is indeed loyal."

Now, she's helping him even without holding a grudge.

Qiao Wanyou nodded: "It's good that Your Majesty understands."
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Autumn passes and winter comes.

On this day, Yan Yingying, Yan Funing, and Shi Yangyang went to the Pang family to visit Pang Anmeng.

A while ago, Pang Anmeng gave birth to a daughter.

It's currently the time for postpartum confinement.

When she saw her friends coming over, she ordered her maid to help her sit up from the bed.

"We've had a string of good news these past few months, but why haven't we seen any triumphant returns?" She gently covered her daughter with a blanket and couldn't help but sigh. "It's not that I expect that bastard Jin Lingcen to be outside watching me while I was giving birth. I just want to ask him if he's happy that I gave birth to a daughter?"

"Of course I'm happy." Shi Yangyang smiled and exposed her, "You miss Prince Jin, don't you?"

“Of course they want to, there’s no need to ask.” Yan Funing smiled as well. “Speaking of returning in triumph, perhaps the soldiers have a strategy.”

Although she also misses someone.

But she knew he was very measured in his actions, and that he would have a lot to do to ensure the prosperity of the Great Jing Dynasty and the flourishing of the country.

Yan Yingying said, "There is a strategy."

The Yan family army has its own set of rules for doing things. Just like the current battle situation, even if they have won a battle, the soldiers will send troops to the battlefields that need reinforcements while they are clearing the area.

In order to achieve a complete victory.

The younger sister should be able to figure it out, and Pang Anmeng will probably figure it out later. As for Shi Yangyang, whether she wants it or not is up to her.

Shi Yangyang touched the baby's face and asked Yuan Lang, "Do you like it? If you like it, quickly ask your mother to arrange a marriage for you."

"too ugly."

Yuen Long glanced at the baby with obvious disdain and took three steps back.

Before the others could react, he had already grabbed Yan Funing's hand: "Auntie, you'd better give me a little sister soon!"