Reincarnated as the daughter of my mortal enemy, all I want is to ascend the throne.

When Li Qingyan finished washing her face, the entire basin of water had turned black. "This stuff doesn't seem to work very well when it's burned, but it works exceptionally well when I burn it."

Li Qingyan threw the handkerchief into the basin of water. She wondered if Master Qingshan did it on purpose. Why didn't he just set up the arrangement himself? Why did he have to make her, a child, do it?

The wind-taming man ruffled her hair. "Someone just came and said the fire has receded."

Li Qingyan nodded and was about to ask if the old man had left when she went outside and saw the Emperor Emeritus there. This guy was in particularly high spirits today, always looking for something to watch.

Li Qingyan met his gaze, and they both simultaneously turned their heads away. People who don't get along will never get along.

The fire inside the Qiankun Hall had subsided, and the incense ash had completely disappeared. The room was not as messy as expected; on the contrary, it was exceptionally clean.

Li Qingyan immediately saw the gleaming golden map on the ground. Staring at the words on it, she thought, "Isn't this the geomantic map of Dayu?"

However, only half of it was from the capital to Zhaoyang City.

Li Qingyan's head buzzed. She picked up the geomantic map, stood up, rolled it up, and said, "I'm leaving."

Before leaving, he even made a face at the retired emperor.

The retired emperor swept his whisk around, "Can't I kick her a couple of times?"

Xunfeng took the whisk and quickly coaxed, "Little one won't be staying in the capital for long. Little Fish will definitely come with her when she goes out. And she might even be leaving this time."

Xunfeng also knew that Li Qingyan was going to cultivate immortality. For the Meteorite Shark, ten years of separation was just a blink of an eye. Moreover, Li Qingyan possessed two bloodlines, so the separation wouldn't last that long.

Li Qingyan took the geomantic map and went straight into the imperial study. Several ministers from the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of War were present. They were arguing fiercely about the repeating crossbow.

"These blueprints involve weaponry, so naturally the Ministry of War is in charge."

"Bah! Your Ministry of War can manufacture these things? Without our Ministry of Works, you're nothing!"

The craftsmen in the Ministry of Works were all江湖 figures (people from the martial arts world), and they spoke very directly without the eloquence of traditional literati.

"You, you are vulgar! How dare you speak such words in front of His Majesty?" The Ministry of War officials, unable to win the argument, impeached him.

Most of the officers in the Ministry of War were military men, but they were also properly educated. The instructors in the Ministry of Works, although literate, were not quite the same.

Li Yan calmly watched them argue. He had a plan in mind, but decided to let them finish arguing first.

In the past two years, Li Yan has felt that her temper has improved a lot. Six years ago, these people would have lost their heads.

Li Yan caught a glimpse of Li Qingyan, and seeing that Li Qingyan was about to run away, he immediately said, "You should ask Princess Zhaoyu about this."

Following Li Yan's gaze, everyone saw Li Qingyan.

Even if Li Qingyan didn't want to get involved with them, she had to.

She hurried in, saying, "Gentlemen, it's quite a lively occasion today."

Li Qingyan was too lazy to sit on the dragon throne, so she found a step and sat down. The ministers did not dare to look down at her and could only sit obediently in their chairs.

Li Yan raised an eyebrow slightly. The little brat was shrewd; he immediately separated the group to prevent them from arguing together.

"This matter involves one person; whether or not repeating crossbows can be mass-produced depends on her," Li Qingyan said with a slight smile.

Who? Who is involved?

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment; Li Qingyan had never mentioned it before.

"Someone close the door." Li Qingyan ordered the palace door to be closed, her expression stern. "What I say today, you must all keep to yourselves."

Upon seeing the impressive array, the ministers realized the other party's special status and quickly spoke, disappearing completely from the room.

Li Qingyan nodded in satisfaction. "The person who replicated the repeating crossbow is Wang Quan."

Everyone knows this name; he's the only one who dared to divorce the emperor. The retired emperor even gave him face by sending men to escort the throne away.

"Your arguing won't do any good. This woman will be escorted to a certain place, and your Ministry of Works and Ministry of War must protect her together." Li Qingyan said very seriously, "You've all witnessed the power of the repeating crossbow. You should know what to do next."

The person who replicated the repeating crossbow is now being sought out by all sides; some want to kill her, while others want to take her away.

How could Wang Quan not know about this situation?

On the day she went to retrieve the repeating crossbow, Li Qingyan asked her if she regretted it? Did she regret replicating the repeating crossbow?

Wang Quan laughed heartily, saying that if she regretted it, she wouldn't have come down the mountain. From the moment she came down the mountain, she knew that she wouldn't feel good even when she closed her eyes.

Wang Quan said that Li Qingyan did the right thing; an emperor's first priority is to protect his people.

Wang Quan took Zhao Xuantong as his apprentice. Zhao Xuantong learned very quickly and mastered a lot in a short period of time.

Wang Quan said that as long as she lived for five years, Zhao Xuantong would be able to complete his apprenticeship.

At that moment, Li Qingyan saw a sense of desolation in Wang Quan, a loneliness born of having no desires in life.

The officials from the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of War finally stopped arguing. Since the person needed their protection, they could only agree repeatedly.

Li Qingyan didn't tell them that Wang Quan had built a mechanism that ordinary people couldn't pass through. She was too lazy to say it anyway, to avoid another argument between the two sides.

Everyone has finally left.

Li Qingyan looked at Li Yan and said, "Li Yan, you use all your cunning to bully your own son. Do you have any left to use for handling government affairs?"

Li Yan stroked his chin. "There should still be some left over."

Li Qingyan grinned at him; this father of hers never seemed to do anything good. She slammed the golden map onto the table. "Take a look."

Li Yan glanced at it and asked, "Does this mean we're heading to Zhaoyang City?"

Li Qingyan nodded.

The barrier isn't in a fixed location; it rotates with the movement of heaven and earth. Calculating its next location is very complex. However, throughout history, there have been individuals who have become closely connected with the Nine-Story Purple Tower.

This person will then be able to calculate the location of the barrier.

only……

Li Qingyan always felt that it was as if the person in every dynasty was the same person.

I don't know if it was just her imagination.

"Get ready, we're about to leave." Li Yan patted Li Qingyan's head. "Go see whoever you want."

Li Qingyan knew she might not return. She could be taken away at any moment. But what would happen to her if she refused to cultivate immortality?

It is extremely difficult to have both in this world.

"Yan Xu will be going with you this time, so you don't need to worry about not seeing him." Li Yan patted Li Qingyan's head.

Li Qingyan sniffed, "Will Yanxu have aged after I come back, and what about Eunuch Laifu...?"

Li Yan picked her up and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. "Everyone will be waiting for you to come back."

Too much uncertainty can be frightening.

When Lai Fu, who was outside the door, heard Li Qingyan mention him, he couldn't help but wipe away his tears.

Su Xue looked at him and shook her head slightly, "Old man, if you cry any more, you'll have even more wrinkles."

Lai Fu glared at her, "After all these years, you still can't speak properly." He then slapped Su Xue's head with his whisk.

Seeing this, Cuiping quickly took a few steps back to avoid being beaten as well.