The whole family is obsessed with love? The princess woke them up one after another.

Qi Zhiyu's words were like a thunderclap from a clear sky, stunning everyone.

The people from King Wu's faction stared at Qi Zhiyu in disbelief, unable to believe she was so ruthless.

Grand Secretary Zhang, on the other hand, had an expression that said, "I knew it."

As for the Rui family, they remained calm. In any case, they would unconditionally support their Yu'er in doing whatever she wanted.

Wei Chengjiang, who had just regained his title of Marquis of Weiyuan, was furious, but he restrained himself from lashing out.

Old Madam Wei's face was filled with resentment, as if she wanted to tear Qi Zhiyu apart alive.

Of course, the person who reacted the most and took action was Tang Jingrou.

"You want to strip the Marquis of his title? That title was earned by my son through his military achievements. What right do you have to do this?" Tang Jingrou shouted.

Her sarcasm was palpable; she even tilted her chin up and proudly surveyed the crowd.

That means letting everyone see how absurd Qi Zhiyu's words are.

However, the complex expressions and evasive gazes of the people in the hall made her heart tighten, and she suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness, as if she had stepped into thin air.

What, what's going on?

Qi Zhiyu chuckled: "Earned with battle merits?"

"Who isn't?"

Qi Zhiyu smiled brightly at Tang Jingrou: "My war achievements far surpass those of your son."

"You tell me, isn't that right, Wei Yifeng?" Qi Zhiyu's gaze fell on Wei Yifeng's face.

Tang Jingrou looked over in astonishment and saw that her son's face had lost all color, and he was swaying as if he was about to fall down because he couldn't take the blow.

"This...this...how is this possible?" Tang Jingrou exclaimed in shock. "What does war merit have to do with you, a young woman from a respectable family?"

"Could it be that Prince Rui attributed other people's military achievements to you?"

Qi Zhiyu asked in surprise, "So that's how it can be done?"

Qi Zhiyu sized up Wei Chengjiang: "Marquis Weiyuan, did you often do things this way before?"

"Otherwise, how could your wife know so much?"

"You're very skilled!"

Wei Chengjiang's face turned red, looking as unsightly as a pig's liver.

He knew that Qi Zhiyu addressed him as Marquis Weiyuan not out of respect, but out of humiliation.

Because his newly acquired title is about to be lost.

He didn’t need to verify it; he knew that Qi Zhiyu was telling the truth simply because his son had never refuted it.

Qi Zhiyu...made meritorious contributions?

What exactly happened during his time in prison?

To be honest, Wei Chengjiang was stunned.

"You..." Tang Jingrou wanted to argue, but Qi Zhiyu put her index finger to her lips and shushed her.

"Lady of Marquis Weiyuan, whether the title of Marquis Weiyuan will be revoked... depends on His Majesty."

"You can't get things done by throwing a tantrum."

Tang Jingrou suddenly realized where she was.

She turned nervously to face Emperor Kangwu, and said with a wronged expression, "Your Majesty, my son is..."

"Mother!" Wei Yifeng cried out, then closed his eyes in anguish, managing to utter four words with difficulty, "You...don't say anything!"

Lost!

He lost completely!

Qi Zhiyu is so ruthless and vicious!

She could have prevented her father from regaining his title in the first place.

But she only used her military achievements to exchange for it after he made the request.

Qi Zhiyu's actions not only suppressed his father and humiliated his family, but also ruined his military achievements.

In other words, he gained nothing from the military achievements he had earned by risking his life.

Qi Zhiyu, oh Qi Zhiyu... is she even human?

"Chen'an, have you thought it through?" Emperor Kangwu asked with a smile.

This girl is so naughty!

Just like when the eldest was a child.

wrong.

This kid... is even more mischievous than the eldest when he was a child!

The compassion in his eyes stung some people.

Consort De nearly tore the handkerchief in her hand to shreds, and the King of Wu gritted his teeth so hard that the veins on his neck bulged.

"Of course." Qi Zhiyu waved her hand casually. "It's just a battle achievement, nothing special."

Her nonchalant attitude contrasted sharply with Wei Yifeng's.

Even though no one was looking over, Wei Yifeng still felt uneasy, wishing he could disappear into the ground.

"Very well," Emperor Kangwu said with a smile, "I grant your permission!"

Both were approved, but anyone could tell that the first one was done in a purely official manner.

As for the second time... it was with the pride and honor of an elder.

Clearly, Emperor Kangwu was very pleased with this granddaughter.

"Then the Wei family can no longer live in the Marquis of Weiyuan's residence," Qi Zhiyu said with a smile.

"Grandfather, you are soft-hearted and did not take back the Marquis's residence, but now... it's not appropriate for them to still be living there, is it?"

Emperor Kangwu nodded.

The subsequent matters did not require Emperor Kangwu to say anything; there were dedicated people in the court to handle them.

As for Wei Yifeng, he is a general, so naturally he has his own general's mansion.

However... even if he had the money to buy a general's mansion, it would still be far from comparable to a marquis's mansion.

With different regulations, if the Wei family wants to restore its former glory... well, unless Wei Yifeng also gets a noble title.

"Sigh..." Qi Zhiyu sighed, "Wei Yifeng, you actually deserve a lot of credit."

"Although I can't get you a marquisate, you can get a count if you just ask. Given how kind-hearted my grandfather is, he can grant you one."

"But why do you insist on exchanging your father's title?"

Qi Zhiyu asked Wei Yifeng, puzzled, with a smile seeking an answer: "Don't you know I'm the kind of person who holds grudges the most?"

Everyone: "..."

She herself is narrow-minded, and everyone else keeps things to themselves. How dare Princess Chen'an speak out like this?

She wasn't ashamed at all; on the contrary, she was proud of it!

Wei Yifeng's eyes were practically spitting fire. After suppressing his family, they wanted to humiliate him, mock his ignorance, and laugh at his insatiable greed, was that it?

That's right, he wants the marquisate.

How can you compare an earl to a marquis?

His father's actions could be entirely offset by his military achievements.

However, he would be somewhat reluctant to ask for a countship.

Qi Zhiyu, Qi Zhiyu must have thought of these things from the very beginning.

Wei Yifeng's mind suddenly went blank.

When Qi Zhiyu destroyed the Siyun tribe, and His Majesty asked her what reward she wanted, she deliberately didn't answer.

Was she already planning this day from that time onward?

No, no... that's not right!

It was after news of his meritorious service that came, or... she had already been making plans even earlier.

The more Wei Yifeng thought about it, the more horrified he felt, and he couldn't help but tremble all over.

What terrifying being did he provoke?

King Wu, King Wu's great cause... can it really succeed?

Despair had never overwhelmed him like a tidal wave before.

He felt himself getting heavier and heavier, being dragged by some invisible force, sinking deeper and deeper into the cold seabed.

The pressure from all sides prevented him from calling for help or breathing, leaving him no choice but to let death approach step by step.

"You silly child..." Emperor Kangwu chuckled, "Alright, I've already rewarded you for your merit. Don't try to use this to approach me again."

"Don't worry, Grandfather, I won't make things difficult for you," Qi Zhiyu said with a smile.

The hearts of the people, led by the King of Wu, were utterly chilled.