If I send you to join the army and marry a woman, will you conquer the Empress?

Three days before the wedding, in the capital city.

This ancient city, weathered by time, has never been as bustling and vibrant as it is today.

Along the long street, ten miles of red bridal procession, brocade paving the way.

Countless people spontaneously flooded the streets, their faces beaming with heartfelt joy and excitement, turning the entire capital into a sea of ​​jubilation.

The wedding of Regent Qin Feng and Empress Fuyao was far more than just a royal ceremony.

It was also a grand celebration belonging to the entire Great Xia Dynasty!

It was Qin Feng who quelled the rebellion of the seven great families, allowing the people who had been oppressed for hundreds of years to stand tall for the first time.

It was Qin Feng who opened the national treasury, exempted taxes, and developed water conservancy, giving countless families struggling to make ends meet a glimmer of hope for survival.

In the hearts of the people, Qin Feng was no longer the powerful regent.

He is a savior! A living god!

Now, their "living god" is going to marry their beloved empress. How could they not cheer and rejoice at such a joyous occasion?

Outside the city gates, the officials of the Ministry of Rites were even busier than usual.

The convoys of envoys from the Great Qi, Great Chu, and Great Zhou formed a long line, with all sorts of rare treasures as gifts being delivered to the post station in a continuous stream, demonstrating the great power and prestige of the Great Xia Dynasty at its zenith.

However, among all the delegations, the one from the Nanzhao Kingdom was undoubtedly the most eye-catching.

This is because Queen Jiang Ruoshui of Nanzhao has come in person!

When the Queen of Nanzhao, clad in a pale gold phoenix robe, with unparalleled beauty and an aura as serene as a secluded orchid in a valley, stepped slowly down from the magnificent carriage pulled by eight snow-white mythical beasts, the hustle and bustle of the entire street fell silent in an instant, all the attention of the crowd.

Countless gazes focused on her, filled with amazement and admiration.

"My God! Is that the Queen of Nanzhao? She's even more beautiful than a fairy from heaven!"

"I've heard that the restoration of Nanzhao was entirely due to the Regent's great assistance. Her Majesty the Queen has come personally to repay this debt of gratitude!"

"Tsk tsk, such a stunning beauty, only our Regent Prince is worthy of her, isn't he?"

The crowd murmured amongst themselves.

On the city tower, Qin Feng, dressed in casual clothes, stood with his hands behind his back.

Empress Fuyao also changed out of her elaborate dragon robes and into simple attire, nestled beside him.

Looking down at the peerless figure below, Fuyao's lips curled into a faint smile.

Deep within her seemingly calm and beautiful eyes, a ripple of emotion, unnoticed even by herself, quietly passed through.

"My lord, your confidante has arrived. Aren't you going to greet her personally?"

Her voice carried a hint of teasing, yet also a subtle, almost imperceptible sourness.

Qin Feng chuckled upon hearing this, then turned and pinched her pert nose.

"Silly girl, are you jealous?"

He pulled her soft waist closer and whispered, "She is the ruler of a vassal state of Great Xia, a guest. But you are the only mistress of this palace."

A simple sentence, yet like a warm current, instantly dispelled the gloom in Fuyao's heart.

Her face flushed slightly, and she shyly buried her head in Qin Feng's arms, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up in a sweet smile.

Yes.

She is the mistress of the house.

Qin Feng led Fuyao down the city wall and personally greeted Jiang Ruoshui's arrival.

"Your subject, Jiang Ruoshui, pays respects to Your Majesty and His Highness the Regent."

Jiang Ruoshui bowed gracefully to the two of them.

Her posture was respectful and her manners impeccable, yet she possessed a queenly dignity and poise, neither servile nor arrogant.

"Your Majesty has traveled a long way and must be tired. Please rise."

Fuyao stepped forward and helped her up with her own hands, wearing the most appropriate and generous smile as a monarch.

Two equally stunning women stood together, their eyes meeting.

One is the supreme ruler of the world, the mother of the Great Xia Dynasty.

The other was the charming and alluring Queen of Nanzhao, who ruled a nation.

Their gazes met in the air, seemingly calm as still water, but in reality, undercurrents were surging.

Jiang Ruoshui's eyes held undisguised respect and gratitude for Qin Feng, as well as a hint of admiration.

Fuyao's eyes held a hint of scrutiny, a hint of curiosity, and an absolute sense of sovereignty as the "mistress of the house."

In the end, it was Jiang Ruoshui who first looked away, nodded slightly to Qin Feng, and said softly, "Ruoshui has brought some Nanzhao specialties as a gift for this visit. I hope Your Highness and His Majesty will not find them offensive."

Her voice was gentle and melodious, like a clear mountain spring, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Qin Feng nodded and said with a faint smile, "Your Majesty is very kind."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Jiang Ruoshui was led by officials from the Ministry of Rites to the palace prepared specifically for her.

Watching her departing figure, Fuyao's beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

This woman is not simple.

She made no attempt to hide her feelings for Qin Feng.

However, Fuyao was not worried.

Just then, a scout from the Tian Ce Army appeared behind Qin Feng like a ghost and knelt on one knee.

"Your Highness!"

The scout's voice carried a hint of solemnity.

"The delegation led by Murong Yan, the Crown Prince of Northern Yan, has arrived ten miles outside the city!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the atmosphere on the city wall, which had just eased, suddenly tightened.

Fuyao's smile slowly faded, replaced by a chilling aura.

Murong Yan!

That man who once attempted to marry Li Yaoqin and split the Great Xia Dynasty.

He actually dared to come!

……

Murong Yan has arrived.

Moreover, it was done in an extremely high-profile and provocative manner.

When the delegation of three thousand black-armored knights appeared on the horizon of the capital, the atmosphere on the entire city wall froze.

Three thousand people!

This is hardly a diplomatic mission.

This is clearly a small, elite force!

Each knight was clad in heavy black armor, revealing only a pair of cold, ruthless eyes.

The warhorses they rode were all fine steeds from the northern grasslands, exceptionally swift and magnificent.

A chilling, iron-blooded aura swept over them from afar, causing the Imperial Guards soldiers on the city wall to feel a chill run down their spines.

"Three thousand elite cavalrymen as escorts..."

Minister of War Li Jing gasped, his face turning extremely grim.

"This isn't a ceremony to observe; it's a demonstration!"

He turned to look at Qin Feng, his eyes filled with worry: "Your Highness, this man's wolfish ambitions are blatantly obvious! Letting him bring such an army into the city is tantamount to inviting a wolf into the house!"

Qin Feng's gaze remained calm as he watched the black torrent slowly approaching.

His face showed no emotion whatsoever.

It was as if those three thousand elite cavalrymen were nothing more than three thousand chickens and dogs in his eyes.

"It's alright."

He spoke softly, his voice not loud, yet it carried a power that was enough to calm people's hearts.

"Within the capital, there are my 100,000 Tian Ce Army soldiers."

"If he behaves himself, let him watch."

"If he dares to make any unusual moves..."

A cold smile curled at the corners of Qin Feng's lips.

"I'll use his three thousand heads to add another layer of joy to my wedding."