After the milk ball arrived, the father who had no heirs had a string of good luck.

The Empress forced a smile: "Zhaohua is still young, how can she bear such a great blessing? Besides, this is not in accordance with the rules!"

"..." Just kidding, what kind of blessing can't a celestial being bear?

I am an emperor who has been conscientious and diligent on the throne for decades. What's wrong with being willful once?

You clearly don't want things to be good for Lao Qi!

I will not do as you wish!

Who told the seventh prince to already be a prince, with no more rewards to bestow?

The emperor retorted forcefully: "I am the Son of Heaven, the ruler of the Great Xia Dynasty, and my word is law!"

Empress: "..."

Seeing that the emperor was serious, the courtiers quickly knelt down and echoed, "Your Majesty is wise! Long live the Emperor! Long live Princess Zhaohua!"

Tang Rui, ever quick to understand, knelt down and kowtowed to express her gratitude: "Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you so much! Zhaohua will definitely keep to her duty and will never let Your Majesty down!"

The emperor was overjoyed: "Hahaha... Get up, get up quickly, the ground is cold!"

Tang Rui stood up, her inner voice pounding with excitement.

Although she is still a princess, her status is already at the highest level that she can rise to with her current identity.

I won't go into the details of the "immunity from death" token; everyone knows what that is.

If people don't kneel before the emperor, why should they kneel before anyone else?

There's also a thousand taels of gold and a hot spring resort.

However, what made Tang Rui happiest was the fiefdom of ten thousand households and the land grant.

This is a privilege reserved for marquises with ten thousand households!

Even if she doesn't do business anymore, she won't have to worry about not having money.

Not only that, she also has her own territory!

Tang Rui was so happy that she kept flattering the emperor: "Grandpa Emperor, you are the best, the very best, the very best grandpa in the world. Zhao Hua doesn't want to get married anymore. She wants to stay by his side for the rest of her life and be Grandpa Emperor's little cotton-padded jacket forever."

The child's innocent words made the emperor laugh heartily.

The Empress was furious, but powerless to do anything about it.

This world belongs to the emperor, and the emperor won't do anything to her, but she can't control the emperor's thoughts.

The crown prince's face was so black it looked like ink was dripping from it.

Zhaohua...Princess...

A fiefdom with ten thousand households!

A get-out-of-jail-free card!

manor!

Even among the princes, only Situ Che had a fiefdom.

Tang Rui, a mere infant, has actually been granted a fiefdom.

Isn't Tang Rui's the same as Situ Che's?

This means that Situ Che now has two fiefdoms.

There's also the immunity token; even if he wants to do something to Situ Che in the future, he'll have the immunity token to protect him.

Damn it!

Damn it!

Why is Situ Che so lucky?

Why isn't his daughter, who is so promising?

God, you are so unfair!

Situ Jin, who had remained silent, was so shocked by the emperor's decision that he felt as if his soul had left his body. At the same time, he felt sorry for his sister, Situ Qiang.

His older sister was just as outstanding, but because she was an illegitimate daughter, she was never destined for the position of princess.

But what about Tang Rui?

That illegitimate daughter has climbed above all the children of their generation!

What the hell is this?

Why is my grandfather so biased?

If my sister knew this, she would cry again.

After bestowing the honors, Situ Che borrowed a sword from a guard and performed a sword dance for the emperor.

Despite being in a wheelchair for many years, his sword dance is still beautiful.

Like a dragon soaring through the heavens, every move is dazzling and breathtaking.

The entire sequence of movements was fluid and graceful, combining softness with strength, with the sword slicing through the air, the dance and the sword becoming one.

The emperor clapped repeatedly and cheered loudly, showing great respect.

The civil and military officials were also captivated by the sight, nodding repeatedly.

It seems that Prince Li's leg is truly healing.

After dancing for so long, there hasn't been the slightest problem.

Watching the King of Li wield his sword, they seemed to see the giant who had been lying down, then stood up again with his head held high.

The three women in the Prince Li's mansion were already completely captivated by Situ Che.

Their men are the best men in the world, true gentlemen, no man can compare to them!

After the dance was over, the courtiers praised it highly.

Situ Che smiled, cupped his hands in greeting, returned the sword to the guard, and returned to his seat.

The nearby Prince Xiang immediately raised his wine cup: "Seventh Brother, congratulations!"

The other princes also raised their wine cups towards Situ Che from a distance.

Regardless of what they thought, they didn't have any direct conflict with Situ Che, and their relationship had been good for many years. While feeling disappointed and envious, they were also happy for him.

Situ Che also poured himself a glass of wine with a smile, and the brothers drank it all in one gulp.

After the ceremonial ceremony concluded, the music of traditional Chinese string and wind instruments changed its tune, and a group of dancers, fluttering like butterflies, entered the main hall.

Tang Rui watched with great interest.

And you know what? Ancient dancers were very different from the actors on TV. They were extremely professional; any one of them could be called a master of ancient dance in modern times.

Her slender waist was incredibly flexible, and her figure was perfect, allowing her to perform all sorts of difficult moves with ease.

The only thing that bothered Tang Rui was the Empress's gaze, which seemed to pierce through her like a physical object.

Tang Rui isn't made of clay; you can stop looking at her after a while, but she kept staring.

With the Emperor backing me up, why would I be afraid of you?

Tang Rui then raised her eyes, looked straight back at her, and gave her a provocative look.

The Empress's eyes turned cold, and she gripped the armrests of her chair tightly, cursing the little bitch in her mind.

"..." You're the old bastard!

Tang Rui cursed inwardly, then snorted and looked away to continue watching the dance.

Since we've already broken off relations, why should I bother trying to please you?

Instead of wasting your own time and energy, it's better to expend it on others!

Ask yourself "why" less often, and ask others "why" more often.

Oh my, that lead dancer is so beautiful, with a slim waist and fair skin, I really want to touch her!

As Tang Rui was thinking, she saw the dancer perform a 360-degree spin and a swallow-like movement through the forest, and suddenly a gleaming dagger appeared in her hand.

Tang Rui's expression changed drastically. She immediately stood up and shouted, "Protect the Emperor! She's an assassin!"

However, it was too late!

The lead dancer gripped her dagger tightly, her eyes filled with undisguised murderous intent, and with a flick of her wrist, she threw it out!

The courtiers were all astonished!

Situ Che leaped into the air and arrived in front of the emperor immediately, protecting him behind him.

The Imperial Guards also rushed in.

But the dagger had already reached the crown prince.

Qin Zhirou had already screamed and dodged away.

The Crown Prince was so frightened that he turned pale. He didn't have time to think and could only rely on his instincts to pull Situ Jin, who was still in shock, to stand in front of him.

...the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh rang out.

Situ Jin stared blankly down at the dagger stuck in his chest.

Blood was already blooming around the dagger.

Situ Jin mechanically turned her head again, looking at the Crown Prince in disbelief, blood trickling from the corner of her lips.

"Father...Father...King..."

Why?

I'm your own son!

Unfortunately, he couldn't ask any more questions. He collapsed to the ground, struggling to breathe, his eyes beginning to glaze over.

The Imperial Guards also pinned down the dancer.

"Imperial Physician! Imperial Physician, come quickly!" Chen Defu was very perceptive and quickly looked at the head of the Imperial Hospital.

The head of the academy also realized what was happening and immediately went to Situ Jin to check his breath. Then he bowed to the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, his breath is too weak to be saved."

"Get away!"

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