Father, who is both a heir and a descendant, is still biased; the bound system has gone berserk.

The people looked at the crown prince with disbelief on their faces.

After a long while, an old man, supported by his clansmen, walked over shakily. He spoke, his voice hoarse but trembling with excitement.

"Your Highness, is it truly possible to restore the fishing lake in Anzhou?"

He asked this question, but his eyes were full of hope.

The people stood behind the old man, their eyes filled with longing as they looked at the prince and his entourage.

The Crown Prince said, "I never speak falsely."

The elderly man at the head of the group couldn't help but shed tears.

Ying Yufu walked to the Crown Prince's side, stopped, and said, "Everyone, please look."

They looked up at the sky, following Yu Fu's direction.

Above, clouds slowly piled up, growing thicker and thicker, neither white nor black, but a rainbow of colors.

Seven-colored rays swept down from the clouds, and in the blink of an eye, transparent raindrops fell, landing on Yuhu Lake and the land of Anzhou.

The transparent raindrops subtly refracted a rainbow of colors, leaving the people of Anzhou stunned.

"A miracle! It's a miracle!"

The old man at the head of the group let out a few long sighs. He turned his head and vaguely saw a layer of seven-colored halo enveloping Ying Yufu and the Crown Prince.

"Goddess, greetings to the Goddess!"

"Greetings, Goddess! Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Greetings, Goddess! Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince! May our Northern Xuan reign for a thousand years! Long live His Majesty!"

The people were excited and prostrated themselves in the direction of Ying Yufu and the Crown Prince.

On the prison van behind, Akinohara saw this scene and slowly closed his eyes.

He concealed the despair in his eyes, and a faint ashen face appeared on his cheeks.

He suddenly realized that perhaps, behind Bei Xuan, the "master" was like a rat in a gutter.

What future can a mouse have?

However, the Ming family had no choice from the very beginning.

Over the years, I have done too much for the Meng family; it is simply impossible for me to withdraw.

A colorful rain fell over Anzhou City, and Anzhou's fishing lake became clear again at a visible speed, no longer emitting a foul odor.

The mountains of rotting fish and shrimp, too, were transformed into fertilizer by the timely rain and dissolved into the ground.

The stench-filled lower reaches of the moat were instantly replaced by a spotless clean.

A fish leaped out of the lake, and then several more fish followed suit, splashing the clear, sparkling water like pearls, as if they too were celebrating the new life.

"Anju is alive! Anju is alive!"

Before they knew it, the people knelt throughout the city, and their shouts, as loud as mountains, echoed through the sky.

Zhuang Cuiluo stared blankly at Ying Xinfu, who was surrounded by a seven-colored halo, her eyes gleaming with fervor.

Master, this is the master she serves!

The insect turned its head and was startled by the fervor in her eyes. Then it couldn't help but squint its eyes, becoming intoxicated by the beautiful scenery.

Behind them, Zhuang Dali and Zhuang Dagang stared in horror, their eyes wide. Zhuang Dali exclaimed, "There really are gods in this world!"

Zhuang Dagang was speechless, stunned.

Then Zhuang Dali asked, "Where did Zhuang Cuiluo get such good luck?"

After a timely rain, Ying Yufu and her group finally left Anzhou City.

This time, the people of an entire city saw them off as they left.

"Finally out of the city!" On the official road, Ying Yufu looked still shaken.

She was still somewhat embarrassed by being called "Goddess" by the people of an entire city.

But she seemed to understand the people's excitement.

The Crown Prince smiled, his gaze falling on Ying Yufu's relieved face. "Fu'er has done another good deed, saving the entire city!"

Ying Yufu looked at him and said, "Although it was the rain that I brought down, it is still thanks to the wisdom of His Majesty and His Highness the Crown Prince."

"When did Fu'er learn to speak such sweet words?" The Crown Prince looked at her teasingly.

"These aren't sweet words, they're heartfelt words. Your Highness, didn't you see the people just now praising Your Highness's wisdom and His Majesty's longevity?"

The common people are easily satisfied; just give them a way to survive, and they will be eternally grateful.

The crown prince nodded and said, "From now on, we must ensure that more people have enough to eat and a way to survive."

Ying Yufu said, "Therefore, His Highness the Crown Prince is wise."

The prince's lips curled up slightly, a secret sense of satisfaction rising within him.

Fu'er is praising him!

Meanwhile, in the imperial city.

Meng Huaran and her family finally entered the palace.

"Your subject, Meng Huaran, and his family pay our respects to Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty!"

Inside the Hall of Diligent Governance, Cang Xuan sat at the head of the table, his eyes fixed on the Meng family members below with an unfathomable gaze.

The invisible sense of oppression gradually calmed Meng Huaran's initially joyful and excited mood.

The old lady Meng and the Meng family, who were standing to the side, also felt a heavy pressure.

What... what's going on? Why isn't Your Majesty waking up?

Meng Huaran remained stiff all over, cold sweat silently sliding down her forehead, until she heard the indifferent voice of Emperor Cangxuan from above.

"Please rise, Meng Qing."

Meng Huaran immediately felt relieved. He breathed a sigh of relief and stood up without daring to lift his head.

"I heard that Shangguan Zheng is welcoming you in the city? Is it for Miss Meng?" Emperor Cangxuan asked.

Meng Huaran bent down even lower and said, "Perhaps...maybe."

"Perhaps?" Emperor Cangxuan's voice turned several degrees colder as he glanced at the Meng family members and asked, "Which one is Miss Meng?"

Meng Huaran froze instantly, and cold sweat trickled down her forehead again.

Madam Meng, who was standing to the side, was also deathly pale.

Why would His Majesty ask about Meng Wanli?

Why would even His Majesty question a discarded daughter?

The same thought was also swirling in Meng Dongying's mind.

Why is everyone asking about Meng Wanli instead of Meng Dongying?

Shangguan Zheng is, and so is His Majesty!

Seeing that he couldn't hide it any longer, Meng Huaran said directly, "Your Majesty, Wanli has not returned this time."

Emperor Cangxuan already knew about the events in Anzhou through a secret letter, including the fact that the Meng family had disfigured Meng Wanli and locked her in the woodshed to fend for herself, never imagining that their second wife's daughter, Meng Dongying, would steal her cousin's marriage.

He asked this question intentionally.

He wanted to see how Meng Huaran would deceive him!

"Meng Huaran, the marriage between Shangguan Zheng and Miss Meng was arranged by both sets of parents. Now that Miss Meng's mourning period is over, she has not returned to the capital. What is the reason for this?"

Meng Huaran, you must tell the truth, lest you commit the crime of deceiving the emperor.

Meng Huaran said, "Your Majesty, I dare not deceive you. Wanli... she has angered the heavens, her appearance is ruined, and she is mentally unstable. I had no choice but to leave her in Anzhou to recuperate."

As for the marriage agreement with the eldest son of the Shangguan family, I dare not disobey it, so I brought my other granddaughter to the capital.

"My granddaughter has come of age this year, and I wish to honor the marriage agreement and allow Ying'er to marry into the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion."